The prison space can no longer accommodate Qingge.
Golden pillars split open Qingge's skin.
The smell of blood is suppressed, flowing, terrifying and horrifying.
The disciples of Tiandiyuan turned away and wiped their tears quietly, unable to bear to look down any further.
Qingge's body trembled slightly, and the burning and severe pain swept through his limbs. Finally, like a blazing fire, it rushed towards Tianling Gai at an extremely fast speed, catching people off guard.
Liu Yan'er was still holding on to the golden prison pillar with both hands, and the golden lightning flashes were enough to burn her.
Her wounds were deep enough to show the bone.
Flesh and bones, how painful it is to weep and bleed.
But she didn't care at all, there was only a soft song in her eyes that was on the verge of despair.
Liu Yan'er's bloodshot red eyes shed tears.
From the fighting in Fengyun Town, to the sharp edge of Tianqi Sea, to the wind and clouds in Kyushu, and the whole heart of Tiandiyuan.
Along the way, she saw with her own eyes how much pain Ye Qingge had experienced.
Just because she rarely cries and carries the pain by herself, can those pains be ignored and disappear?
In this life, she has not reached the peak with Qing Ge, and the stars and the moon have not yet risen slowly in the east, how can she fall like this?
"Song..."
"Song..."
Liu Yaner kept calling Qingge.
Qingge's eyes opened slightly, her silver hair was stained with sticky blood, and her dark and snowy eyes were filled with desolation and desolation.
Qingge's whole body was covered with bloodstains, and he felt so bound that even his soul was imprisoned.
What is the law of heaven?
She thought that she would be able to break through the phantom master in a while, and her path would become easier and easier.
But she discovered that as long as she lived, these thorns and ups and downs would never disappear or stop.
Qingge's eyes became increasingly red, and her whole body was covered in blood.
ah!
She suddenly raised her head and let out a mournful sound, like a mournful song from ancient times, and those who heard it could not help but be moved.
"These... ants..." Feng Qi said angrily, "How dare you bully my people, I will kill them!"
"Qing Ge, give me your body." Feng Qi said angrily.
"No." Even if Qing Ge's voice is transmitted from his soul, his energy is as smooth as a gossamer.
Feng Qi was slightly startled. She was standing alone in Qing Ge's spiritual world. There were water surfaces in all directions. Under the dim light, Feng Qi's lonely photography could be reflected on all sides.
She lowered her head slightly, her thick eyelashes casting a thick shadow on her eyelids.
The corners of his eyebrows and eyes were filled with deep disappointment.
Feng Qi's voice was quite low, as if filled with loneliness and sorrow that had come from thousands of years: "You don't believe me? You are afraid that I will take away your body."
"Is the Queen Fengqi a fool?" Qingge's eyes were piercing.
Feng Qi was stunned and even more angry, "How dare you scold me?"
"Before Fang Yu came to the future, Wang Qinghong had enough time to take my life, but he refused. The reason was that he wanted to push me to a desperate situation and give me time to breathe so that I could use your power. There is something in his body.
Nan Xueluo, after ten thousand years, not only will your grievances with Nan Xueluo not diminish, I'm afraid they will become even more unending. Wang Qinghong did this because Nan Xueluo wanted to force you, and I'm afraid he already has someone to deal with you.
Means. If you come out to challenge now, you may be... out of your mind!"
Qingge threw this paragraph towards the spiritual world, saying that he was already dying.
Feng Qi was completely stunned, a pair of indifferent beautiful eyes filled with deep shock and disbelief.
It turns out that it was precisely because of this that Qing Ge didn’t want her to come out?
She thought that Ye Qingge didn't want to believe her.
It seems that starting from this moment, fate has quietly changed, and the bonds have quietly connected to each other.
Everyone is pushing her.
Fang Yu uses her to test Jiu Ci's bottom line.
The appearance of Wang Qinghong and Feng Qi.
Before the world is in catastrophe, she is already in danger of life and death.
What a ridiculous world, what a ridiculous ghost.
Instead of revealing the hysterical and ferocious twist in the depths of Qingge's eyes, she actually smiled.
Her eyes were clear and blue, but they were bloodshot and red. Her smile was as bright as the sun, just as lazy and casual as before.
"Then... how will you survive..." Feng Qi was very worried.
"Not afraid." Qingge said confidently.
Feng Qi just doesn't understand. The best singer among light singers can't resist such a disaster. How did she become so detached and calm?
"I heard that your Majesty once fought with one enemy against ten thousand?" Qingge said softly.
Feng Qi's eyes were slightly bright, just like before. She was dressed in black robes, wearing magic beads on her head, with red lips and white teeth. She had the charm of a fox and the grace of a king.
Even when faced with being executed by hundreds of people, she did not panic at all, and even smiled more and more beautifully.
Even if she is going to die next moment, she is still confident and assertive. That is because she is determined. Even if those mediocre people crush her body, her soul and her name of Fengqi will still last forever, and no one can shake it!
At this moment, Qingge's mood must be the same as she was back then.
Feng Qi smiled, lowered her head and laughed silently.
A little bit of crystal water dripped down the end of the eye and down the cheek.
Feng Qi raised her hand tremblingly and wiped the tears on her chin.
"Tears..." How could she have tears? She was just a remnant soul, a homeless ghost.
Where did these tears come from?
Feng Qi stared blankly at the dark front, her beautiful face reflected in the dim water.
"Long Shitian." Qingge called out the name.
Fengqi was puzzled.
"Nan Xueluo must be paying attention to you. Long Shitian's physical talent is sufficient. If I die from this, you will stay in her body. If you need anything, I will do my best."
"What do you mean by this? Can you enter anyone's body?" Feng Qi became even more angry.
"Your Majesty, I am already dying. I wish you... to stay."
She was not afraid, but she was at a loss as to how to withstand these stormy natural and man-made disasters.
She is no more than a duckweed in the vast world, no more than a speck of dust in the green mountains and green waters, so what can she do?
The grand plan of hegemony has not yet been realized, and the long road of thousands of miles has not been traveled. This day and this land cannot tolerate a speck of dust from her, nor can they tolerate her singing quietly every night.
People who wander all over the world say that they are content with whatever comes their way, but who doesn't want to have a home to return to instead of living a life of wandering without roots?
"Idiot, if you do this, I will think you have fallen in love with me." Feng Qi became even more angry.
There was never a moment when Feng Qi hated his own powerlessness.
She is the empress, why can't she even protect her own host?
At this time, the golden pillars of the prison had turned into ropes, and Qing Ge was tied up.
The rope was as thin as a knife, and the skin was already damaged, and the sight was shockingly red.
Qingge's body trembled slightly, but every time she trembled, the pain became more intense.
"Ge'er...my Ge'er..." a voice sounded, and a person appeared on the wasteland.
The man's clothes were ragged and his hair was unkempt.
The man's eyes were filled with tears and he stared at Qingge intently.