Chapter 2100 Supreme Spirit Treasure, Black Dragon Shackle.
Ji Yue looked at Qingge distressedly.
Over the past few years, she has become more mature and calm.
Even in a crisis-ridden situation, she can make the most advantageous choice calmly.
Ji Yue's heart twitched, as if a crack had been torn open, and the suffocating pain filled the crack.
He never took good care of her, which made her stronger.
And she keeps climbing just to hold hands with him until she grows old.
"Wait for me." Ji Yue said softly, her eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
Qingge looked at him with wide eyes, her eyebrows were curved, and a smile began to spread from the raised corners of her mouth.
She looked deeply at Ji Yue.
She firmly believes that Ji Yue can take her away from the place of right and wrong.
"I'm waiting for you." Qing Ge said.
Ji Yue glanced at the surrounding troops and cultivators, and then looked at the emperor.
If the power of the Demon King is used, this gorgeous city will definitely be razed to the ground.
Otherwise, he still has to consider the emperor's strength.
Indeed, as Qingge said, Ye Shen Palace is currently only in the realm of death, and it still needs an opportunity to fully shine in the realm of gods.
Now, the opportunity has come.
Ji Yue's mouth was full of bitterness, and she looked at her beloved girl with complicated expressions.
How could she be so sensible?
Why is she so calm?
Thinking back to those days, she was so angry that the sea was filled with anger, and her smile was full of flowers. She said that if she was not frivolous and ashamed of her youth, what would be life if she was not passionate and fighting to the death?
After the vicissitudes of life, her composure and stability became sexy and charming, and her youthful and immature appearance finally faded away.
Ji Yue's eyes gradually filled with a scarlet red mist like blood.
When Tu Lieyan and others came quickly, Ji Yue's figure flew towards the sky like a meteor chasing the moon.
When the emperor saw this, his white sleeves moved, and ink-black smoke emerged from the sleeves.
The black mist caught up with Ji Yue and transformed into a black dragon with dense scales. When the black dragon opened its bloody mouth, it revealed two sharp fangs that shone with cold light.
The black dragon roared angrily, and the sound waves turned into mist. The endless black mist enveloped Ji Yue, becoming a prison.
Qingge's eyes trembled.
That is the emperor's supreme spiritual treasure, the black dragon.
Qingge looked at Ji Yue worriedly.
Then he saw Ji Yue stepping on the auspicious clouds, dressed in red, with no ripples visible in her strange eyes.
The Black Dragon Pulse is a spiritual treasure made from the skull of the ancient black dragon. The emperor can be so powerful because he often relies on the Black Dragon Pelt.
Roar!
The black dragon opened its mouth and roared, and a strong and crazy hurricane burst out from its mouth. At the same time, the black dragon pounced.
Ji Yue was fighting with the black dragon in an instant.
No matter how strong the Lord of the Night God Palace is, he will always become a prisoner of the Black Dragon who cannot be redeemed.
Ji Yue pointed her sword at the sky, and the black dragon roared away.
The collision between the sword and the dragon scale seemed to spark off terrible sparks.
Qingge's eyes tightened, and she suddenly saw Ji Yue spurting out a mouthful of blood.
Qing Ge’s palms were sweating.
Ji Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, with a trace of coquettish blood hanging on her chin.
He exerted great force, the sharp blade broke the scales, and penetrated with the sword.
The black dragon turns into mist.
Black mist wraps around the tip of the sword.
Ji Yue threw the sword in the direction of the emperor.
Ji Yue's figure swept away quickly, leaving only afterimages in the sky.
Qingge let out a breath, and her whole body relaxed.
At this moment, the matchmaker at the next table walked up to Qingge without knowing when she was holding a wine glass.
That pale opera mask looked like a doll in a ghost story.
Especially the empty eyes under the mask, like a gloomy doll.
The matchmaker held the wine glass in her hand and sang softly, "Congratulations to Your Highness the Princess for breaking away from the shackles of the vicious man in the realm of death."
The matchmaker's voice is very unique, as if it has its own echo, as if it comes from another time and space, separated from the atmosphere of human fireworks.
Qingge clearly felt that when she heard the matchmaker's voice, the hairs all over her body stood up.
The way the matchmaker looked at her didn't look like she was looking at a person.
Like a wild beast lurking in the dark looking for its prey, the artist appreciates his handicraft carefully and seriously.
Qing Ge quickly regained her composure. She was calm, calm and elegant, without any trace of panic.
She picked up the wine glass and greeted the matchmaker.
"You have very good bones," the matchmaker said.
Bone physiognomy...
"We will meet again."
The matchmaker drank it all in one gulp and put the glass down on the table.
Qingge lowered her eyes and looked at the matchmaker's hands, her crystal-clear nails were covered with bright red kodan.
The matchmaker turned around and left the princess' mansion.
Qing Ge frowned.
When the matchmaker approached just now, she smelled a particularly disgusting smell that made her stomach churn.
Before Qing Ge could think about the matchmaker's weirdness, Xiao Xiaoyue's cry came from the Blood Demon Space.
Xiao Xiaoyue cried hysterically, until her voice became hoarse and her mouth twitched.
He felt his father's departure.
He loves that kind of warmth.
Qingge was still in the middle of the feast, so she had no choice but to throw the Snake King into the Blood Demon Space.
Snake King and Xiao Xiaoyue stared at each other with big eyes.
How could he, a majestic ancient warrior from the Qinglian clan, be reduced to giving birth to a baby?
In the Princess's Mansion, the events at Jiuque's birthday party were unexpected by everyone.
Jiuque stood beside the emperor. She raised her eyes to look at Qingge, with murderous intent in her eyes.
Tan Yu knelt on the ground and looked at Tan Wenshan's fallen body in disbelief.
Tan Yu raised his head, howled and roared with anger.
His hair was disheveled, his bloodshot eyes were wide open, and he stared at Qing Ge like an enemy who killed his father.
"Ah! Ye Qingge, I'm going to kill you! Give me back my father!"
Tan Yu's eyes turned red, he drew his sword and rushed towards Qing Ge.
The guards of the Tan family surrounded Qing Ge.
Qingge looked at the emperor. The emperor was motionless, no matter what.
Jiuque smiled sweetly and said: "General Tu, Ye Qingge colluded with the people of Ye Shen Palace to kill Tan Wenshan, a hero of Jiuzhou, and put him in the Qisha Hall. He also despised the majesty of the emperor, did not take marriage seriously, and made the decision without permission to marry other wild men.
For a man to be idle is to add another level of guilt to his crime, which is really a heinous crime. What qualifications does such a woman have to become the princess of my Kyushu? Why don't we take this person down quickly?"
"Then someone like you who has done dirty things with hundreds of thousands of men in the Medicine Sect is qualified to be the princess of Kyushu?"
A petite voice sounded, and bursts of dark elements bloomed like ghost flowers.
Then he saw dozens of figures passing by like a gust of wind.
They were riding black Hummers, with wings sprouting from the backs of the Hummers. A dozen of them tore through the sky and rushed towards them.
This is the Black Colt Ryoma, a flying monster exclusive to the Dark Illusion Palace.
Riding on the Hummer at the front was a man and a woman.
The young man's eyes are as blue as the deep sea, and he is dressed in a white robe with great splendor. The girl is wearing a layered black skirt and a mask with a mandala pattern on her face.
There is a crow standing on the girl's shoulder.
Qingge's hand holding the wine glass began to tremble.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise.
Jingjing...
Her essence...
Jiuque, Dijun, and most of the people present were all puzzled as to how people from the Dark Illusion Palace could come to Kyushu as guests.