"Sister, please leave quickly. I am stronger and I can protect you." Ye Jingjing's eyes were filled with unswerving and unshakable faith.
The emperor was coming gradually. Every time he took a step closer, the surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped.
A sense of oppression from all directions swept over them.
Qingge lowered her eyes slightly, and a faint smile spread across her lips.
How lucky she is to have them.
Loneliness and thorns are not terrible, what is terrible is being alone.
Qingge slowly raised her right hand and hit Ye Jingjing on the back of the head with a palm knife. Ye Jingjing's vision went dark and she fell down. Qingge picked her up by the waist.
"Emperor, your target is only me. Anyone who has nothing to do with you can leave here."
After Qingge finished speaking, she hugged Ye Jingjing and walked towards No. 1.
No.1 picks up Nocturnal Jingjing.
"Take good care of her." Qingge said.
No. 1 frowned, "What about you..."
Qingge suddenly laughed out loud. She took a few steps back. With her silver hair flying, she looked back and smiled, her eyes full of indifference and evil, "Me? Who can take my life? Who dares to take my life?"
She chopped off her head and sent it to the underworld. Would the Lord of Hell dare to accept it?
She was frivolous and arrogant, and made bold remarks in front of many people.
When No. 1 was in a trance, hazy and confused, he seemed to see the energetic girl stepping on the evil man's head again.
She has always been like this.
Fight with bloodthirsty, fight for life and death, and seek the true meaning of cultivation.
No. 1 glanced at Ye Jingjing in his arms, he held Ye Jingjing and sat on the black horse dragon horse, and left the princess's mansion with everyone in the Dark Illusion Palace.
The emperor has broken through the phantom masters, and this group of people is no match.
Staying will only cause trouble.
Qingge reluctantly looked at the galloping black horse, her heart shrinking slightly.
Tu Lieyan came over and wanted to put the shackles on Qing Ge, "Princess, I'm sorry to bother you."
Qingge pursed her lips and said nothing, a certain light flashing in her eyes.
You'er and Liu Yan'er rushed over and stood in front of Qing Ge.
You'er pulled out his spear and said, "General Tu, my master is not guilty!"
You'er looked at the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, Suzaku is a country of etiquette and governs the country with benevolence and righteousness. If Tan Wenshan doesn't verbally insult the master, will he die? Princess Jiuque has done so many evil things in the imperial capital. She will die.
It’s not a pity, why should my master pay for the death of these two people?”
"You'er, don't mess around." The master of the Shadow Pavilion said angrily.
Emperor Changru came and planned to take You'er away.
You'er pushed Di Changru away violently, his eyes were scarlet, "You are just trying to protect yourselves and avoid getting into trouble. I'm not afraid. I, You'er, only have this life and this head. Whoever wants it, just drop the ax."
I can take it away. If I can't even protect my master, what qualifications do I have to be a disciple?"
You'er looked back at Qingge and said comfortingly: "Master, don't be afraid. Whether it's life or death, You'er will be with you."
"Master Liu." Qingge said.
"Um."
"Take her away." Qingge closed her eyes.
Liu Yan'er and Qing Ge looked at each other deeply, and then grabbed You'er.
"Master..." You'er's eyes were full of despair.
"Is You'er obedient?" Qingge asked.
You'er struggled, bit his lower lip lightly, and lowered his head for a long time, "You'er is obedient."
Qingge automatically put on the shackles, left the princess's mansion like a prisoner, and entered the dungeon.
You'er looked at Qingge's back and clenched her little hands into fists.
A strange light flashed across the emperor's eyes.
Kyushu Dungeon.
Qingge was sitting in the cage, holding a book in her hand.
Late at night, Qingge passed out.
Qingge opened her eyes again and found herself in a gorgeous palace.
The palace is in the clouds on a thousand-foot staircase, surrounded by mist and mist, giving it an air of immortality.
She was lying on an exquisite ice bed, cold smoke was rising, Qingge suddenly turned her head, and next to her lay a girl with transparent and pale skin.
She is a great beauty who has been stunning for many years.
Qingge's eyes suddenly shrank.
This is a corpse.
It's Di Mingyue's body.
Qingge calmed down and stood up, walking off the ice bed.
The surrounding grids are filled with books, and the color of the pages is cooler and darker.
Qingge took out a book and read ten lines at a glance.
The corpse was placed in an extremely cold place and smeared with moon dew every half month to preserve the elasticity of the skin.
In ancient times, there was a witch who was ridiculed for her ugly appearance and was later abandoned by her husband.
The husband married the most beautiful courtesan in the brothel.
The witch accidentally discovered a secret method and peeled the oiran's face onto her own.
However, this secret method can only last for three years at most.
Three years later, the witch's skin began to fall off.
She held the needle and sewed stitches one by one. Over time, her face was covered with dense stitches.
…
Qingge closed the book, his hands felt cold.
She picked up another book.
Every word in this book is written by the emperor himself.
The emperor had the habit of writing books, writing down everything that happened every day and his thoughts in the book.
When Di Mingyue was just born, the emperor held the crystal-like doll and thought it was so cute.
Only the name of the bright moon in the world is worthy of those clear blue black eyes.
Later, as Di Mingyue grew up, the emperor discovered his strange thoughts.
He hated the way those men looked at Di Mingyue.
He sent someone to pretend to be the guardian of the Nine Realms and told the late emperor that the Nine Realms were interested in Emperor Mingyue.
The late emperor agreed to let Di Mingyue go to the Nine Realms.
When the time comes, Di Mingyue leaves the imperial city and becomes the exclusive property of the emperor alone.
However, the late emperor finally discovered his idea.
The late emperor called him over and said, "That is the imperial sister who has the same blood as you. Don't have any wrong thoughts."
If he does not change his mind, the late emperor will be rude to him.
At that time, Di Mingyue, who was a girl, liked to be with Di Changru.
She said that the emperor Ru Nai Mo Shangren Ru Yu, the best son of the troubled times, was with her ninth brother, and she was very happy and comfortable.
The emperor was so jealous that he went crazy.
At that time, it was said that the emperor was both civil and military, so it was a pity that he was not the crown prince.
All his brilliance was covered up by Emperor Changru.
The Emperor is like the scorching sun of Kyushu, and the bright moon of Emperor is the moon of Kyushu.
What about him?
Is he the soil of the earth?
That night, he came to Di Mingyue's palace.
Di Mingyue was embroidering, and she said, "I want to embroider Brother Ninth."
Every stitch and every thread is the outline of Emperor Changru.
The emperor finally couldn't help it, grabbed her hand and entered the inner room behind the screen, throwing Di Mingyue onto the bed.
He leaned down and looked carefully at the girl beneath him.
He untied the girl's girdle and rubbed Di Mingyue's collarbone with his fingertips.
The late emperor has arrived.
The late emperor slapped him on the face, "I don't have a son like you, a beast, so I will depose you as the crown prince."
The palace maids and guards who knew the inside story were all killed in mass graves.
The late emperor imprisoned the emperor and prevented him from contacting Emperor Mingyue.
The late emperor had even drafted an edict to confer the title of crown prince to the nine princes, Emperor Changru.
Before the edict was issued, he was killed by the emperor and Jiuque.
At that time, Jiuque made up lies to instigate Di Mingyue, and Di Mingyue and Di Changru left the capital on their way to escape.
…
Seeing this, Qingge curled her lips into a sarcastic smile.
She walked to Di Mingyue's side and lifted up Di Mingyue's clothes.
Under the skin, there are some faint traces of bruises.
Qingge's eyes burst with fire.
The emperor! He even refused to let go of the dead!
Heaven strikes five thunders, and no one will die without mercy. This is a heinous crime!