He opened his mouth, looked at the Demon Queen's increasingly darker face, and finally walked out.
He couldn't talk to the Demon Queen.
Emperor Jiujun carried two jugs of wine and walked to King Ji's palace. Ji Yue was lying on the bed, looking ahead with cold eyes.
Emperor Jiujun threw a jug of wine to Ji Yue, "Drink and see, it's a fine wine."
Wine is strong alcohol, but people are not good drinkers.
Ji Yue drank heavily, and a pot of wine entered her abdomen, burning her intestines and burning her stomach, and burning pain spread in her stomach.
Two shameful blushes appeared on Ji Yue's cheeks, like a monkey's butt.
Emperor Jiujun just took a sip of wine and almost spit out the wine when he saw Ji Yue's red apple-like face.
Ji Yue's eyes were confused, and her temperament was no longer so lonely.
He stood up, swaying and stumbling.
The scene in front of Ji Yue's eyes was spinning and it was difficult to see clearly. She only saw a figure standing in front of her drinking wine.
He seemed to think of that night in the promenade of the Ye Mansion, singing softly and sitting on the railings drinking. Such a carefree and unrestrained way, ordinary women did not have.
"Xiao Ge'er..."
Ji Yue rushed over suddenly, while Di Jiujun struggled wildly, his mind full of blanks.
Damn it, is he going to lose his virginity?
Losing your virginity to Prince Ji would be a huge loss.
Emperor Jiujun slapped his head suddenly. Look at his damn memory. He knew that Ji Yue didn't have the ability to drink, but he still brought wine.
Ji Yue wrinkled her nose and furrowed her brows. He suddenly grabbed Di Jiujun, with murderous intent everywhere. He was drunk, but his eyes were sharp as he looked at Dijiu Jun, "You smell so bad, you are definitely not singing a song. You
Who is it and why are you pretending to be her?"
Emperor Jiujun: "..."
Emperor Jiujun blurted out: "I am your father."
Emperor Jiujun collapsed.
He kindly brought wine to Ji Yue to soothe his sorrows, but he didn't know that Ji Yue had touched her nose and face.
Emperor Jiujun wants to cry but has no tears.
Unexpectedly, Di Jiujun's unintentional words gave Ji Yue a splitting headache.
Ji Yue looked at Emperor Jiujun blankly. The appearance of the person in front of her kept changing. He was dressed in white robes, with black hair standing on end. His face was blurred, so he couldn't see it clearly, but in Ji Yue's heart, he was similar to him.
His eyebrows are equally handsome.
He had pictured that man's appearance countless times when he dreamed back at midnight.
It is said that his father was brave, good at fighting, and a master of martial arts. He once joined the demon clan to play with the twelve gods of war.
When Ji Yue was very young, Ji Yue accidentally got lost and was bullied by the guardian of the nine realms.
When the man learned about this, he went to Jiujie to kill him and questioned Jiujie.
He said, who dares to bully my son?
At that time, Ji Yue didn't remember anything.
Ji Yue looked at Emperor Jiujun for a long time and said, "Father, I miss you so much."
Ji Yue buried her head in Emperor Jiujun's arms, "If you leave, my mother will not want me anymore."
Ji Yue closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Emperor Jiujun looked at his profile and sighed deeply.
Emperor Jiujun helped him to the bedside and looked at Ji Yue with wet eyes.
How strong must this man be to survive to this day?
Emperor Jiujun sat on the edge of the bed, took a sip of wine, and murmured, "The True Blood Phoenix Clan has always been strong, and the True Blood Phoenix Girl is very arrogant. If she comes to the Demon Realm, nothing will change."
Di Jiujun touched his chin. He carefully observed Ji Yue's face, looking up and down carefully.
After a long time, Emperor Jiujun said suspiciously: "My face is no worse than yours. I am still a rare single noble. Why are the demon saints, true blood phoenixes and other demon princesses all here?"
You leave me, an excellent young man, alone, but I keep an eye on you, a married man."
Emperor Jiujun was puzzled and couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
Di Jiujun looked in the mirror. He was obviously more handsome. Why was his love luck so bad?
Emperor Jiujun looked at Ji Yue sadly.
Ji Yue was lying on the bed muttering to herself in her sleep, maybe it was the soft songs she had been thinking about, maybe it was her father who had been away for a long time.
In this dream, the sky is blue, the night is no longer dark and long, and the wind in the Demon Realm is neither ice nor cold.
He woke up in the dream space and found that the bed was very warm. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Qing Ge's sleeping face as peacefully.
Just as he was about to reach out and touch Qing Ge's cheek, he found that the brocade quilt was a little heavy.
He turned around and saw a baby, as plump as a crystal bag, lying on the quilt.
The little baby is lying on the brocade quilt, opening and closing its mouth when breathing, it is so cute.
"Are you awake? Please give your son a name." Qingge opened her eyes and smiled.
Ji Yue was stunned, then filled with joy.
He smiled like a child and carefully poked the baby's cheek with his long fingers.
The little baby was hurt and cried out.
Ji Yue was at a loss and looked at Qing Ge blankly.
Qing Ge was helpless and glared at him.
If it was a dream, he really didn't want dawn to come so quickly.
I wish this night could be longer, and longer.
This dream can last a little longer, and a little longer.
The heavenly realm of the gods, the sea of Apocalypse, and the land of mansions and spirits.
Spiritual Palace.
Qing Ge spent three days refining the elixir in the house and it still hasn't come out.
As soon as three days pass, it is the day when the gongs and drums of the War of Lords begin.
Yun Han said that if the elixir is not refined, they must return to the Zephyr Sea.
Outside the house, Jie Shuanghua pursed her lips, Yun Han and He Xilou sat on the bench, and Liu Yan'er and Xiao Shanyan stood aside.
"It takes a long time to refine the elixir. Three days is too tight." Jie Shuanghua said.
He Xilou glanced at the closed door and said: "It is indeed difficult for her. She has tried her best. She is too kind to Hefeng's brother. It doesn't matter if the refining is not successful. We will just fight again next year."
Jie Shuanghua looked at He Xilou.
After everyone in the Hefeng Sea Territory was massacred, He Xilou felt heavy. In just a few days, he seemed to have aged more than ten years, full of vicissitudes of life.
The sound of gongs resounded throughout the mansion.
Yun Han stood up and said: "There are five gongs, each one louder than the last. If you don't arrive after the fifth gong, your qualification will be cancelled."
"Three days have passed. It's time for you to calm down. As a friend, I will give you advice, but I will not stop you from making a decision. I just hope that no matter what your decision is, you will not regret it."
Yun Han stood up and walked towards the center of Fulingdi.
Jie Shuanghua glanced at Yun Han's back, then looked at He Xilou, "What should we do?"
He Xilou lowered his head and said nothing.
Liu Yan'er glanced at the door and said, "We can only wait."
Rumble!
The second gong sounded.
"We're running out of time. Should we go?" Jie Shuanghua asked.
"Wait!" Cold sweat broke out on He Xilou's forehead.
He believed that Qingge had the ability to refine the Soul Essence Pill within three days.
But reality put too much pressure on him.
Crunch!
A pair of plain white hands opened the door.
A man in red clothes appeared in the eyes of everyone.
She wore a mask on her face and held a brocade box in her hand.
She opened the brocade box, the fragrance emanated from it, and a pure purple elixir with full luster was placed on it.
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time." She said softly as her red lips parted slightly.
The corners of his lips were slightly curved.
If there is a smile that seems to be non-existent, it is the most deceptive.