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Chapter 1714 Burning Demon Blood

"The jungle does not have to be cut down entirely. Low-level monsters can use it as a habitat. But since it is an empire, it should look like an empire. Only holy beasts are qualified to live in the three castles. Do other monsters have to live in the open? It is best to build houses, okay?

It is built with branches and bamboos, which is closer to life. General Li will be responsible for the area of ​​​​the empire. Once the decision is made, the construction of the four major city walls will begin."

Qingge stood in front of the vine chair and talked eloquently, and the aura around her could not be ignored.

Even the cold-blooded and cruel monsters are more afraid when facing her.

The aura, murderous intent, and evil spirit emanating from her body were all extremely terrifying.

Qing Ge then explained some things.

Finally, she said: "These may not be perfect enough, but they will get better and better in the days to come."

Let's talk, she walked out of the sight of a hundred thousand monsters.

The slender back was swaying in the evening breeze.

The white moonlight fell on her body, casting a lonely shadow.

The "Mark of the Demon King" on the back of her hand is crooked and ugly, but it is her unique treasure.

She kept walking forward, and the road in the jungle seemed to have no end.

She was sitting by the sparkling lake, her back looking lonely and lonely.

Qingge lay on the ground and looked up at the bright moon, the murderous aura in her red eyes dissipated a little.

She slept like this all night.

Wuyou and others are busy with matters in the Warcraft Empire.

Because of her current temperament, I would not dare to disturb her unless it was absolutely necessary.

She sat with her legs bent, and tears kept flowing from her hollow, jewel-like eyes. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, and raised her hands to stiffly wipe away the tears.

"There is so much sand that it gets into your eyes."

After a while, Qing Ge patted his face and stood up, regaining his composure and walking forward as before.

The sky is getting brighter, and above the lush jungle, among the intertwined branches, the bright sun rises slowly.

Qingge was walking and saw the lion king sitting on the locust tree, with a golden retriever. Qingge couldn't help but think of four words, the golden retriever lion king.

She also thought about the flame dragon.

The young flame dragon does not have many dragon scales, and most of them are golden fur.

During the time in the Alchemy Mansion, Qing Ge would pull the flame dragon's hair when he was depressed. Now the flame dragon doesn't have much hair anymore.

Anyway, the flame dragon doesn't know.

The Lion King was dozing off when he suddenly looked back and saw Qing Ge. He broke into a cold sweat and shivered.

In decades, he has never seen such a terrifying human being.

He has an alluring appearance, but his whole body has an aura that makes people horrified.

The Lion King even suspected that Ye Qingge was a wild beast, a naturally cold-blooded animal.

Qing Ge withdrew his gaze and walked towards the side road. The lion king breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the branch, soundly sleeping, but he still had lingering fears.

He opened his eyes and looked at Qingge's back.

Warcraft's eyesight is very good.

After Qing Ge walked away, he saw a little fox with an injured leg.

The little fox's legs were bloody and bloody, and he fell in front of Qingge.

Qing Ge knelt down, took out the powder Wuyou had given her to treat the wound from her girdle, and sprinkled it on the little fox's legs.

Qingge picked up the little fox and pinched its ears.

"Does it still hurt?" Qingge asked, and the little fox cried out pitifully.

Qing Ge held the little fox and sat beside the tree, drowsy, her soft red hair spread out, her black skirt full of wrinkles piled on the ground, a thousand-year-old tree, and a beautiful elf.

The Lion King was fascinated by what he saw from a distance, as if a painter had carefully drawn every stroke.

At this moment, the Lion King somewhat understood Wuyou's words.

The Lion King looked at it for a long time, unwilling to move his eyes away.

He had always known that Ye Qingge was beautiful, but the evil aura on her body was so strong that everyone was so frightened that they ignored her appearance.

"So beautiful." The Lion King murmured.

Suddenly, the fish in the lake jumped out of the water, waking up the beauty next to the tree.

Qingge suddenly opened her eyes, and in an instant, the little fox sleeping in her arms woke up and slipped out in fright.

Qingge stretched out her hand to catch the little fox, but the little fox disappeared in a flash.

Qingge's eyes were filled with disappointment and a little panic.

All the crows roosting in the trees dispersed and were frightened away.

Seeing this, the Lion King came back from his surprise and couldn't help but curl his lips.

He must be crazy because he thinks Ye Qingge is as beautiful as an elf.

The world is crazy.

The lion king escaped.

Qing Ge sat for a long time until her body became numb.

She stood up and walked back to the castle.

After returning to the castle, Wuyou took out a large closed box and placed it on the table.

The box is square and sky blue in color, with blood-colored orbs inlaid around it.

"This is something taken from the Alchemy Palace. Palace Master Xu Shuangfeng said it was given to you by the vampire Fen Que." Fen Que said: "No one knows the news about your survival. I have also blocked it, but I heard that,

When your grandfather learned that you died, the situation was not very good. He is still in Longfeng Mountain, waiting for execution."

Qing Ge pursed her lips, and the figure of the old man with frosty eyebrows and snow-haired man appeared in his mind.

Qingge walked to the table and stretched out her hands to open the sky-blue box. Inside the box was a bottle filled with blood. Through the bottle, you could see that the blood was bubbling like boiling water, with mist appearing on it.

"Burn the devil's blood." Qingge whispered word by word.

"You go out." Qingge raised her eyelids and looked at Wuyou.

Wuyou wanted to speak but stopped, and finally walked out.

After closing the door, Qingge summoned the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron, then opened the bottle cap and poured the demon-burning blood into the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron.

Qing Ge sat cross-legged in front of the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron and summoned the green green lotus fire.

Qingge closed her eyes and quietly refined the Demon Burning Pill.

During the process of refining the elixir, she seemed to see Fen Que lying on the bed, slowly waiting for the blood to drain away.

It was as if someone came quietly to her side, with a gentle smile on a face similar to Mei Qingchen's.

Fen Que looked at Qingge sincerely and said, Qingge, you must live well.

Qingge opened his eyes and slapped the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron with his palm. The lid of the cauldron opened and a demon-burning pill flew out and rested in Qingge's palm.

Qingge took the Burning Demon Pill, looked at it complicatedly, and hesitated.

Finally, Qingge opened her mouth slightly.

The Burning Demon Pill melts in your mouth and the taste is not as fishy as expected.

After taking the Demon Burning Pill, Qing Ge immediately sat down cross-legged to refine the Demon Burning Pill.

She is now a Six Swords Spiritualist, and with the help of the power of the Burning Demon Pill, she will break through to a higher level and become a Seventh Swords Spiritualist.

Qingge sat down cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, and absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon in the northwest.

There are also two clusters of elixir fire in the body.

The process of refining the Demon Burning Pill was very painful, Qing Ge frowned.

There was a strong wind outside, and the windows and palace doors were blown open.

Qingge sat beside the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron and concentrated on practicing.

She didn't dare close her eyes.

As soon as she fell into darkness, all the bloodshed she had experienced would never go away.

She is afraid of cold.

She can still not forget the temperature of the aventurine carcass.

This was her inner calamity. She was a born demon, but now she fell into the inner calamity again, and the evil spirit of the blood demon was encouraging her again.

It's already good that she can stay rational and sober.


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