Ji Ye stood by the bed for a long time and repeated: "I want to sleep with you..."
After a pause, Ji Ye said again: "This is my mission."
It was Ji Yue's dream to accompany her till the end of time, hold her hand and travel across thousands of rivers and mountains, and to protect her who occasionally had nightmares every night, shivering and sweating profusely.
All Ji Ye's emotions seemed to be copied from Ji Yue's.
"Get out." Qing Ge lowered his voice.
Ji Ye's eyes were filled with confusion. He hesitated for a long time, then raised his hand to twist the quilt for Qingge, took off the bloody clothes for Qingge, walked out of the door, and crossed the threshold.
He closed the double doors, crouched down and sat on the threshold, raising his eyes to look ahead.
Why was he born?
In his mind, there was only Ye Qingge.
As soon as he closes his eyes and thinks of Ye Qingge's joys, sorrows and joys, his mood will also rise and fall strongly.
Ji Ye leaned against the door and fell asleep.
The rain was pouring down in torrents, and the thunder and lightning were coming, which was even scary.
In the early morning, a faint light floats in Fengyun Town.
Qingge tossed and turned all night long. She walked on the cold ground with her bare feet, and a slight chill came from the soles of her feet, but she was completely unaware of it.
Crunch.
She opened a pair of doors, and a small white fox curled up in front of the threshold.
The little white fox has grown much bigger, and the other foxes have all blended into the little white fox's body.
After a long time, he will become the real Ji Ye.
Qingge stretched out her hand and picked up the little white fox. The little white fox was shivering with cold, and the wind poured in from the outside and tortured her.
Although Qingge's movements were very gentle, it still woke up the little white fox.
The little white fox opened its watery eyes, looking pitiful, and stretched out a pair of small paws, as if to say it wanted a hug.
Qingge smiled widely, showing her white teeth. She pinched the little white fox's face and wrapped the little white fox in a warm quilt.
Qingge walked to the tub next to her and took a shower, then got into the brocade quilt and fell asleep hugging the little white fox.
The little white fox slept soundly.
The next day, Qing Ge woke up and walked out of bed after washing herself. Liu Yan'er took two jars of wine to the east building early in the morning.
Seeing the little white fox, Liu Yan'er winked and said, "Don't you dare tell me about the hidden man in the Golden House? This contracted beast is so handsome. In the realm of the gods, aren't there too many cases where cultivators and contracted beasts have achieved positive results?
Not to mention, those monsters transformed into human forms, each one is extremely powerful, and their physical strength must be much better than that of ordinary people."
A look of longing appeared on Liu Yan'er's face, "It seems that one day I will have to find a powerful contracted beast to marry."
One night is enough for Liu Yaner to think a lot.
Qing Ge looked at Liu Yan'er coldly, "I didn't expect that Mr. Liu would have such a hobby. It seems that those strong and powerful men should be sent to Mr. Liu's room."
"As long as you live well, I won't refuse anyone who comes." Liu Yan'er raised her eyebrows, took off the seal on the altar, and took a sip.
Liu Yan'er narrowed her eyes as if she was enjoying it, "It tastes really good, want a sip?"
"Bake wine with demon spirits in the morning, it's not good for your skin." Qingge said without blushing or heartbeat.
Liu Yan'er just took a sip of wine in her mouth, and after hearing Qing Ge's words, she almost spit out the entire drink.
good skin?
What the hell?
Liu Yan'er looked at Qing Ge suspiciously.
Qing Ge's cheeks turned red and she didn't look into Liu Yan'er's burning eyes.
People all over the world say that she is as beautiful as a flower and is suitable for both men and women. It is indeed true.
That's really embarrassing.
Even Liu Yan'er must surrender to her beauty.
Liu Yan'er had a look of disgust on her face, "What are you thinking? I'm not interested in women, and I don't even look at your figure." Liu Yan'er shook her head and sighed, "It seems that I shouldn't be with you, since I have such a figure.
Okay, I’m afraid I’ll shock you.”
Qingge's face darkened, and she remembered Ji Yue's words again, not wanting to be interested in people with no figure or face.
Her original excuse was that she was young and had not yet developed.
But after a few years, she discovered that everything was smooth sailing without any trouble. What is this called? When you put on clothes, you are your woman, and when you take off clothes, you are your brother.
Ji Yue could never have imagined that Qingge would remember the words he casually said all his life and would mention them to him every once in a while. Ji Yue almost went crazy.
Sure enough, if you offend anyone, don't offend women.
Qing Ge looked at Liu Yan'er with a dark face. It had to be said that Liu Yan'er's figure was perfectly convex and curvy, her legs were slender and white, and her skin was breakable. However, everything about her body was terrifying and ferocious.
The scars, a bunch of scars on the side of the face, are connected to the collarbone. Because of this, it adds a bit of sadistic beauty and viciousness.
"Master Liu, what did you want to do when you first came to the Heaven of Gods?" Qing Ge walked to the table and took a sip of wine.
What Liu Yaner brought this time was not Demon Spirit Brewing, but a small sweet wine, which was not strong enough, but had a sweet taste in the throat. When the wine entered the stomach, the whole person felt relaxed and happy, and felt refreshed.
Hearing this, the smile on Liu Yan'er's face gradually faded.
She raised her eyes and looked ahead, as if she saw herself in the distance.
"That must have been three years ago." Liu Yan'er reached out to lift the wine jar and took a sip naturally, "You don't know, with the Waning Moon Sword, I killed Feng Feng Huo Huo, Waning Yue Shuang, and Liu Yanwang in the Holy Dragon Continent.
This shows my status in the Holy Dragon Continent. People in the world say behind my back that I am the King of Hell. Who wouldn’t want to call me “Master” when they see me?”
Mentioning the past, Liu Yan'er's eyes flashed with cold light, as if thunder suddenly appeared.
It seems that I have returned to the Holy Dragon Continent three years ago. Wherever King Liu Had passed, corpses were everywhere.
She was dressed in red, put the Waning Moon Sword on the table, reclined on the gilt chair, raised her head and drank strong wine, while the person below was prostrate on the ground, respectfully calling her Master Liu.
"Not to mention the bravery of a good man, once he was a dragon, wouldn't he have to be entangled in this realm of gods?" Liu Yan'er shrugged and kept drinking.
When she first came to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, she carried the Waning Moon Sword on her back, thinking about killing everyone, and wanting to make a name for herself in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, so that the cultivators in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods could be as powerful as her Master Liu.
As a result, he was huddled in that small west building, drinking all day long, accompanied by a few people from lower planes, and was bullied all the time.
"As you said, we can't even conquer the sea, let alone have ambitions in all directions. But, Qing Ge, in that sea area, we are no match for the vicious pirates." Liu Yan'er pointed and shrunk.
The little white fox sleeping on the bed said: "Your contracted beast doesn't have much power. It must have suppressed Xiao Shanyan by accident yesterday."
"So, are you scared?" Qing Ge asked.
Liu Yan'er's eyes narrowed, "What a joke, in the twenty-eight years that Master Liu has been alive, who has he ever been afraid of? Even if I, the King of Hell, are in front of me, I still have to call him "Master."
Liu Yan'er is a heroic person.
They are both heroes among women, and it is precisely because of this that we hit it off immediately and regretted meeting each other so late.
"Since you are not afraid, why not cross the Tianqi Sea?" Qingge asked.
"Disaster."
"So what if it's difficult?" Qing Ge pressed aggressively, "At worst, it's better for the corpse and blood to sink into the sea than to live a useless life. You can't even enter the Shadow Pavilion. Are you willing to do so? Not willing, in that case, then