Chapter 2372 eight hundred brothers rush to Xizhou
Bang bang——
There was a knock on the palace door.
The waiter asked: "Your Highness, would you like to get up and go to Xizhou?"
Jiu Ci put the three incense sticks on it, turned to look at the palace door, and said: "Okay, take eight hundred brothers to Xizhou!"
The waiter left the hall and sent an order to Yingyue Tower, "His Royal Highness Jiuci will take the eight hundred most elite brothers from Yingyue Tower to Xizhou!"
Immediately, the eight hundred elite killers of Yingyue Tower fell into confusion.
It was just to kill Ye Qingge. Jiu Ci could just do it himself, but he also had to take them there. Would he be overestimating Ye Qingge?
And all the news about Yingyue Tower has spread.
Eight hundred Yingyue Tower killers, including Jiu Ci, are going to Xizhou to kill Ye Qingge!
Jiu Ci, who was standing in front of the bone marrow smoke container, touched his chin thoughtfully, opened his thin lips slightly, and muttered: "Bringing eight hundred killers over there should be impressive enough to support Ge'er.
We still need things like this." He wanted to see who would dare to bully Dong Di with Jiuci here!
After Qing Ge, who was far away in Ye Shen Palace, learned about this, his whole face turned completely dark.
Jiu Ci had previously given her the Yingyue Dagger and asked her to kill herself. When he saw that she did not commit suicide, he felt that he had lost face and went to Xizhou with 800 elite killers in a big way.
The corner of Qing Ge's mouth twitched crazily, he was just killing someone, did Jiu Ci want to mobilize an army like this?
Qingge rubbed the center of her brows and suddenly felt a headache.
A small hand pinched Qingge's temple.
Little Baozi looked at Qingge distressedly, "Mother, do you have a headache?"
"It doesn't matter." Qingge shook her head and pinched the little bun's white and tender face.
The little bun opened his bright black eyes and asked, "Mother, are you bothered by the big bad thing?"
"Don't worry Ye'er, mother is fine." Qing Ge hugged the little bun, making it soft in her arms and kneading it very comfortably.
Qingge couldn't help but sigh, if having children is not for fun, it would be meaningless.
In the spiritual world, Feng Qi looked at the cute little bun and was very jealous.
In the past, she only abducted other people's men, but it seems that she will also abduct other people's children in the future.
When Xiao Baozi saw Qingge forcing a smile on his face, he took out the Qingyun Sword made by Qingge and walked three steps away to demonstrate the sword skills.
Qing Ge looked at the speed, strength and angle of the little bun's sword, and couldn't help but nodded.
This Qingyun knife seems to be born for little buns.
"Mother, has Ye'er's swordsmanship improved?" Little Baozi put away the sword and asked.
Qingge nodded, "We have indeed made a lot of progress."
The little bun raised his Qingyun knife and said, "Ye'er will be able to protect my mother from now on."
Little Baozi gritted his teeth. He remembered that the big bad guy from the Heaven of Gods would bring eight hundred killers to bully his mother!
He would never let his mother suffer.
Qingge looked at the innocent face of the little bun and fell into deep thought.
If Jiuci joins the battlefield, she is afraid that the situation will be really bad.
Just Ye Qingcheng is no longer enough to protect Xiao Baozi.
In the evening, Qing Ge quietly met Wei Bo.
Uncle Wei stood in front of the table and poured a cup of tea for Qingge. The tea was boiling hot and white smoke was curling up. Uncle Wei placed the teacup on the table with a kind expression and turned to look at Qingge, "The Emperor of the East is here to see the old slave this time.
Is it because of Ye'er?"
"Uncle Wei is really smart. He can't hide anything from Uncle Wei." Qing Ge drank tea and smiled lightly.
"The old slave was ordered by King Ji to only protect the Eastern Emperor." Wei Bo said in a serious tone.
He only cares about Ye Qingge's life and death, and he won't care about what happens to others.
Even if this person is Prince Ji's biological flesh and blood.
"Uncle Wei, I know you are loyal to Prince Ji, but Ye'er is my life and he is still young." Qing Ge said sincerely, "Uncle Wei, you are the only one who can protect him."
Wei Bo frowned and turned his face away with a firm attitude.
Qing Ge raised her hands, bent her soft waist, and bowed deeply towards Wei Bo.
"Uncle Wei, this is all I ask of you."
After saying this, Qing Ge turned around and left.
She didn't want Wei Bo to suffer the punishment of the Nine Realms for saving her.
Her path should be walked by herself. If she cannot stand upright and relies only on others, the sky will collapse sooner or later.
Qingge left Wei Bo's residence, walked in the realm of death, found a remote place, sat on a dead tree, and took out the Mingwang Sword.
Qingge lowered her head and looked at the Mingwang Sword carefully, then took out the handkerchief and wiped the blade.
"Have you encountered a bottleneck?" Feng Qi's voice became much gentler.
"Yeah." Qingge responded, looking at the Mingwang Sword in trance.
For a long time, Qingge frowned, rubbed her temples with her fingertips, and gestured in the realm of death with the Mingwang Sword.
The Mingwang Sword has been with her for four or five years and has been fighting alongside her. The tacit understanding between her and the Mingwang Sword is something that other weapons cannot achieve.
This is also the reason why she doesn't change weapons.
A true swordsman only uses one knife in his life.
"I refine the Mingwang Sword. I only summoned Mingwang when I was refining the Mingwang Sword. At other times, I didn't." Qingge whispered: "The Mingwang Sword is a weapon without a weapon spirit, but even Lunar Eclipse made it.
Without knowing the weapon spirit of the Mingwang Sword, I boldly guess that the Mingwang Sword has a weapon spirit, and the weapon spirit is Mingwang. The Mingwang Sword should be able to exert greater power, but in my hands, the power is not maximized."
Feng Qi smiled and explained Qing Ge's doubts, "You are only twenty years old, and your achievements are enough. The knife in your hand is not an ordinary weapon."
"Why do you say this, Your Majesty?"
"When you were refining the Mingwang Sword, you should have discovered that the Mingwang eggs used in refining the weapon were not ordinary Mingwang eggs, but ancient Mingwang eggs." Feng Qi said.
Qing Ge was surprised: "The ancient Ming King's egg, isn't that a rare and rare weapon refining material?"
Feng Qi nodded, "That's right. The reason why you feel that you haven't exerted the maximum power of the Mingwang Sword is because although you fight with the Mingwang Sword, every time you fight, you use your power, not the Mingwang Sword."
In this way, as time goes by, your strength increases, but the knife in your hand becomes weak. It is this that makes you doubtful."
"I see."
Qingge suddenly woke up, holding the Mingwang Sword in his hand, slashing in the air, trying to tap out the power of the Mingwang Sword.
But Qingge tried for a long time, but still got nothing.
"Take your time and you will eventually discover the true meaning." Feng Qi said.
Qingge didn't squint his eyes and continued to slash at the sky.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter appeared.
Qingge raised her eyebrows and looked to the side with sharp eyes.
Alian was looking at her with wide eyes and a stern smile on her face.
Alian's pupils were dark gray, and although they were innocent, staring at people so straightly made them feel creepy and shuddering.
"East Emperor, a four-star human clan, father Ye Jingfeng, the king of Dongzhou, mother Madam Yan of the Four-star Luohua City, husband Ji Wang of Demon Realm... Tsk, tsk, what a wonderful life." Alian sighed repeatedly.
Qingge narrowed her eyes and looked at Alian.
Alian walked cheerfully and gradually walked towards Qingge.