After Feng Qingyang said that, strong winds began to rise, and strong dark elements gathered in the sky.
Several guards in black clothes came through the sky carrying the proud son.
On top of the pride, sat a young girl. The girl was dressed in black, with a mask on her face. Under the mask, a pair of shocking eyes were revealed.
The guards carried Jiao Zi and landed on the ground in the west courtyard. The girl walked down from Jiao Zi.
"Netherworld Island, the ominous god, look up to you for a long time, look up to you for a long time." Feng Qingyang greeted him with a smile and bowed his hands.
Feng Qingyang traveled all over the world, and also visited Netherworld Island, and then left the Four-Star Continent easily. Among the younger generation, he was most interested in Ye Qingge, followed by the unknown secrets of Netherworld Island.
god.
Next to the unknown god, there is always a boy with blue eyes. The boy is very good-looking, with eyes as deep as the sea.
Ye Jingjing glanced at Feng Qingyang and sneered.
Obviously, she knew that Feng Qingyang was the mysterious person who had just made trouble.
"Grandpa Feng, the Changhong Sword has come out, and all the vampires have sent people here. It would be shameful for me on Netherworld Island not to join in the fun, right?" Ye Jingjing narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.
Wind...Grandpa?
Feng Qingyang: "..."
He wasn't that familiar with this girl, but that call of "Grandpa" really made him doubt his age.
But you haven’t left seclusion for more than ten years and you are already a grandfather?
As for others, they would only think that Ye Jingjing and Feng Qingyang have a good relationship, but little did they know that this was the first time Ye Jingjing met Feng Qingyang.
Netherworld Island, Dark Master, Dark Element.
These three words are taboo, like a nightmare, haunting the hearts of the world.
Spiritual masters and dark masters are at odds with each other and cannot live together.
However, the Vampire Clan is an opportunity, and the Vampire Clan is also living in darkness. The Vampire Clan appears in the world, and although the world is ranked first, no one dares to object because of the power of the Vampire Clan.
The same is true for Netherworld Island.
How many years have passed, the remaining dark masters are each stronger than the last. However, there is a barrier on Netherworld Island, and the dark masters cannot appear on the four-star continent.
However, it has been so long that the barrier has become weak and even shows signs of wavering. In recent years, a small number of dark masters have interacted with spiritual masters from the Four-Star Continent. The dark masters on Netherworld Island have become unable to sit still.
Already.
In other places, the existence of the Blood Clan and Netherworld Island may not be known, but Luohua City is different. The aristocratic families in Luohua City are more or less aware of it.
Yong Yesheng walked up to Ye Jingjing and said, "It turns out he is the unknown god of Netherworld Island. Thank you for meeting him."
"City Lord." Ye Jingjing faced Yong Yesheng and clasped her hands in fists.
"Come, take a seat." Yong Yesheng repeated these words again.
"No need."
Ye Jingjing walked toward Qing Ge. Her steps were slow, calm and steady, but her heart was beating rapidly. Every time she took a step closer, her heart beat faster.
Three years, oh no, to be precise, it should be two and a half years.
For more than two years, for countless days and nights, her body was entangled in vines, her muscles were reshaped, her heart was devoured by dark elements, and she endured a thousand times more pain, just to one day appear with that person.
In front of me, I became Ye Qingge’s pride.
Beautiful sister.
These four words echoed in Qing Ge’s ears.
Qingge has complicated thoughts, and even feels like watching her own children grow up.
If it hadn't been for her, Zhang Yuerou would not have died, Ye Jingjing would not have been disfigured, and she would still be living innocently and carefree in Ye Mansion, let alone go to Netherworld Island.
Yun Yuexia said that Night Jingjing is the fate star of the Yin Demon.
In her life, she had a bumpy road and a lot of misfortunes, and she was unable to have any descendants.
Qingge's heart felt as if someone had grabbed it hard and it ached.
She had thought about the circumstances under which she would meet Ye Jingjing.
When she learned that Ye Jingjing was on Netherworld Island, an unknown god, and a new star among the Dark Masters, her heart was bleeding and her bone marrow was extracted.
Why is this child so disobedient?
Yong Yesheng had a headache. As the city lord, he felt a little upset. Why were they all going to Ye Qingge's place?
Obviously, the unknown god of Netherworld Island also came to Ye Qingge.
Lan Wuxin's eyes fell on Ye Jingjing.
The ancestors said that Netherworld Island is not at peace, and the Vampire Clan cannot confront Netherworld Island for the time being. If they can cooperate, that would be the best.
Finally, the pair of dark soft boots stopped in front of the wine table.
Ye Jingjing stood beside Lan Wuxin.
"Unknown God, I..." Lan Wuxin said, trying to get close.
After all, no one dares to resist her, not even the girls from Netherworld Island.
However, the development of things was beyond her imagination.
Ye Jingjing ignored Lan Wuxin and took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake wrapped in lotus leaves from her arms. She handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Qingge and said, "I learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the cook a few days ago. After practicing for a long time, I finally made it."
It's ready to eat. This lotus leaf has been added with ice elements. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake hasn't gone bad all the way here. Eat it and see if it suits your appetite."
The plain words struck a chord in Qingge's heart.
Qingge pursed her lips tightly, listening to Ye Jingjing's words, she suddenly couldn't remember Ye Jingjing's milky voice and those innocent eyes two years ago.
The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus cake floats in the west courtyard of the city lord's mansion.
Qingge smiled, took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, opened the lotus leaf, picked up a piece with two fingers, and put it in her mouth. It melted in her mouth, and a hint of sweetness and fragrance lingered in her throat.
"Is it delicious?" Ye Jingjing asked anxiously.
Qingge nodded, "It tastes good."
"Then I'll make more for you next time." Ye Jingjing smiled.
Everyone around was dumbfounded and surprised. What was going on? When did the ominous god of Netherworld Island have an affair with Ye Qingge?
What is their relationship?
Everyone was very curious.
At the same time, I was also shocked that Ye Qingge had so many friends with powerful identities and unpredictable abilities.
Lan Wuxin was ignored, she couldn't hold back her face, and her anger was rising.
She turned to look at Ye Jingjing and said with a cold face: "Didn't the Lord of Netherworld Island tell you not to approach Ye Qingge?"
"Why?" Ye Jingjing finally answered Lan Wuxin.
"Because she is disgusting. She is the number one prodigal girl with four stars. She also tries to steal someone else's husband. Do you think she is disgusting?" A smile spread across Lan Wuxin's face.
Mo Xie suddenly stood up, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the sword. So far, no one has dared to insult Ye Qingge in front of him. Mo Xie just pulled out the sword, and Qingge's hand pressed on the back of Mo Xie's hand.
On top of it, the sharp sword was pushed into the scabbard.
Mo Xie turned to look at Qingge, whose face was expressionless and as cold as frost.
Ye Jingjing was wearing a mask, so no one could see her expression clearly, but at this moment, her whole body exuded an extremely evil and terrifying aura.
She seemed to be in a bad mood.
The rich dark element made Lan Wuxin smoke.
The Dark Master and the Vampires both live in darkness, but they despise each other, which is ridiculous to say the least.
Ye Jingjing suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Lan Wuxin's neck, and lifted her up high. Many dark elements swept out of Ye Jingjing's body, and the ink smoke turned into vines, wrapping around Lan Wuxin's body, like a slimy python, constantly tightening.