After entering the plane tunnel, Qingge and Xi Ziyan encountered a plane storm, and after many twists and turns, they returned to the four-star continent.
Luohua City.
Sad music sounded, and white strips hung all over the Yan Mansion.
Green flames appeared in the mid-air. After Qingge saw Bai Tiao, a chilling feeling spread throughout her body. She lost her balance and fell from a high altitude.
There was a bang and everyone looked towards her.
Qingge saw Su Ya, Mo Yuntian and his wife. Su Ya's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and Mo Yuntian was much haggard and old.
All eyes are focused on Qingge.
"Where is he?" Qing Ge stood still and asked.
Su Ya's face was filled with tears and she was unable to speak.
Mo Yuntian hugged Su Ya tightly, his eyes turned red from holding back, "Cremated in the suburbs, and the ashes will be taken back to Beiyue for burial. Xie'er said before his death that he did not want to rot after death."
Su Ya burst into tears. She pushed Mo Yuntian away and walked to Qing Ge. She held Qing Ge's hand and asked with red eyes: "Qing Ge, where have you been? Xie'er has been waiting for you and wants to see you one last time before she dies.
Everything I shouted was your name."
"In which suburb?" Qingge asked in a trembling voice.
"South Gate City Suburbs." Mo Yuntian turned his head.
He and Su Ya didn't want to go to the cremation, they couldn't bear it.
The most painful thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift.
Mo Yuntian raised his eyes, and Qing Ge disappeared in a flash. She ran barefoot towards the outskirts of Nanmen City.
Cremation…
Qingge almost collapsed, her eyes were red, and she screamed sadly.
While running wildly, my foot stepped on a sharp object, blood flowed all over the floor, and the footprints were all red.
She appeared on the outskirts of Nanmen City at extremely fast speed, and the flames were reflected in Qingge's eyes.
Grandpa and others gathered around the fire.
In the midst of the fierce fire, Qingge seemed to see Mo Xie's face.
Elegant, noble and elegant, with clear outlines.
She stood, dazed.
Suddenly, the sound of wailing echoed throughout the land, and everyone turned to look at her.
Qingge rushed towards the fire like crazy. Yan Yu hugged Qingge and said, "Don't go, he's already gone."
Qingge's eyes were red, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks. She struggled and frantically, her body convulsed a few times, and a large amount of blood flowed out of her slightly opened mouth, covering her entire chin and going down her chin.
drop.
She pushed away the hell and threw herself towards the flames.
The grandfather put his cane on the ground and said, "Qingge!" At the same time, a pressure enveloped Qingge.
Seeing the sadness on Qingge's face, Grandpa couldn't help but sigh, "Please forgive me."
Aventurine took a few steps towards Qing Ge, trying to help Qing Ge up.
Qingge raised his head and roared, his white hair flying in the strong wind. The rich dark elements gathered around Qingge, crushing the pressure of his grandfather. Qingge threw himself at the fire, and the frozen water spread from his fingertips to put out the fire.
Mo Xie was lying on the pile of wood, an intact person, but the hem of his robe was burned in a few places. If Qingge came here later, he might only be able to see the ashes.
Qingge held Mo Xie's hand, which was bone-chillingly cold.
Mo Xie lay quietly, his cheeks as white as snow, as if he was asleep, very peaceful.
Those eyes, those eyebrows, that nose...
It was so familiar, why did it lose its vitality?
Qing Ge knelt on the pile of wood and couldn't help crying. She pushed Mo Xie and said, "Old Xie, wake up, wake up quickly, I've finished drinking the heart-broken wine, go make some wine quickly, go quickly..."
Mo Xie didn't react at all.
"Qingge, he's gone, let's face the reality." Akabane walked over and sighed.
Qingge's eyes narrowed and were sharp. She stood up and closed her eyes. Ice flowed on her hands, and all the layers of ice rushed towards Mo Xie.
Five Elements Talent, the second realm of water, turning water into ice.
She poured the spiritual essence into the frozen water, and then sealed Mo Xie.
More and more ice gradually formed an ice coffin, and Mo Xie lay in the ice coffin.
"Stop! Stop it!" Akabane shouted angrily.
The others finally realized what Qingge wanted to do. She used her true energy to extend Mo Xie's life and sealed Mo Xie with ice.
Mo Xie can survive, but he is just a living dead.
A cultivator's true energy is very pitiful, and his life is at stake. People with strong true energy are also very powerful in their cultivation.
Qingge gave almost all her true energy to Mo Xie, and her face became paler and paler.
Akabane wanted to stop Qingge, but Aventurine stopped Akabane, "It's too late, stopping her will only make her go crazy."
Aventurine turned to look at Qing Ge, and seeing her stubborn look, he couldn't bear to look at her anymore.
Within three years, there were ten grains of true energy in the body, and all of them poured into Mo Xie's body at this moment.
The true essence in Mo Xie's body can bring his heart back to life.
Of course, if it is more than seven days after death, the method of preserving life using true energy will no longer work.
After seven days, the heart pulse was completely destroyed and could no longer be saved.
"This child..." Grandpa sighed.
Qing Ge actually gave all his true energy to Mo Xie.
It just makes Mo Xie die later. When the real energy is consumed, Mo Xie will still die.
She didn't understand, and everyone didn't understand, why Ye Qingge sacrificed all her true energy to do a meaningless thing.
Birth, old age, illness, death, natural and man-made disasters are all unstoppable events.
Now that it has happened, we should let nature take its course. How can we go against the grain?
After Qing Ge transferred all her true energy to Mo Xie, her body fell down and lay weakly on the pile of wood.
She looked up and could see Mo Xie's face through the ice coffin. She closed her eyes and heard the beating of her heart.
He smiled softly, and a line of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, dripping on the charred wood pile.
Aventurine stepped forward and helped Qingge up. She was extremely weak, her face was pale, and her eyes were a little distracted.
"Akarabane, look at her quickly." Aventurine had just finished speaking, and Akabane immediately diagnosed Qingge.
"All the true energy is gone..." Akabane's eyes widened and he was worried, "I can't do anything, the palace master can save her."
"I'll take her to find the master of the palace." Aventurine Cod picked up Qingge horizontally, but Akabane's next words were like a basin of cold water poured on him, "Luohua City is far away from the Alchemy Palace. If we can't wait within half a day,
Come to the palace master, there is nothing you can do to save yourself."
Akabane closed his eyes.
How could this man be so stupid?
Knowing that there is no cure, knowing that the problem is a foregone conclusion, I still risk my life.
Qingge still has some consciousness, but it is very weak.
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, she should not give up.
The detoxification method left by He Rushi was only one step away. All she had to do was use her true energy to save Mo Xie's life and then perfect the detoxification method.
She thought very simply.
But it is to exchange one's life for a future that is impossible in the eyes of the world.
Aventurine hugged Qingge tightly for half a day...
Can he do it?
Such a long journey.
In the ice coffin, Mo Xie, who was sleeping peacefully, had a crystal light shining from the corners of his eyes.
The world only knows that Mo Xie is willing to give his life for her and protect her all the time, but they don't know that she is even more paranoid and a complete lunatic.
Perhaps, when she desperately killed Ye Qingqing, he fell in love with such paranoia and couldn't help himself.
Even if she knew there was a dead end, she was still willing to give it a try just for the sake of the boiling blood.
"Grandpa." An old voice sounded.
Grandpa raised his head and looked over in surprise. In the sky, on the back of the flying monster, stood a person.