The elders from the seven clans rushed towards him, and the elders from the three clans were obviously no match for him even though they were trying their best. They were defeated in a flash of lightning and flint.
The old man from the seven tribes burst into anger and rose into the sky. When he felt the breath of the dead bone puppet, he wanted to eat Yege alive.
The Lingye Wolf is not a divine beast that shocked thousands of tribes. It is a super divine beast. It has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and its strength has only been recognized by the elders of the seven tribes.
The elders of the Seven Clan and Ling Yelang depended on each other, mostly because Ling Yelang was left behind by his beloved wife.
His wife, a virtuous, elegant and kind-hearted woman, passed by Yubei that year and picked up a frozen wolf cub.
From then on, Xiao Lang accompanied his wife. When his wife died, Ling Yelang was melancholy for several years.
Ling Yelang would curl up next to the grave every night to rest. Over the past ten thousand years, most of the time, the elders of the seven clans would sit in front of the grave with a pot of wine and express their thoughts.
Sometimes, he would smile and say: Look, the little wolf has lost weight again...
After Qingge's reminder, the elders of the seven clans knew that Xiao Lang was killed by the Bone Puppet.
When they discovered that the Dead Bone Puppet came from Ye Ge, the elders of the Seven Clans had many thoughts, and suddenly thought of a reasonable explanation.
Aventurine has a soft spot for Miss Ji. Previously, Ling Yelang bit Ye Ge's leg. He couldn't help but think that it was Ye Ge, a jealous woman, who killed two birds with one stone.
The elder from the seventh clan stepped on the head of the elder from the third clan. The force of the kick was so strong that he almost gave the elder from the third clan a concussion.
At the same time, the elder of the Seven Clans was like an extremely fierce and straight sword, holding two frightening scimitars in his hand, aiming at Ye Ge's Tianling Gai.
The old man's cloudy eyes were full of anger and ejaculation.
At the critical moment, Sui Linggui stepped forward, faced off against the elders of the seven tribes, and managed to save Yege's life from two scimitars.
The elders of the seven clans came with great force and murderous intent. Yege was so frightened that his legs became weak and weak, and he looked at the elders of the seven clans in fear.
"Clan leader!" The elder of the seven clans stared at Sui Linggui and shouted coldly and pitifully.
Sui Linggui has been friends with the Seven Clansmen for tens of thousands of years, and her strength is no worse than that of the Seven Clansmen. She looked at the Seven Clansmen with distorted and ferocious faces, and knew that the death of Ling Yelang would make the Seven Clansmen lose their minds.
Sui Linggui sighed softly and said, "There is a little prince in her belly."
Ye Ge reacted suddenly as if enlightened, moved his body and hid behind Sui Linggui, not daring to look at the elder of the seven clans.
"Little prince?" The elder of the seven tribes sneered, "Is this bitch worthy of giving birth to the blood of my Qinglian royal family? Is her child worthy of being a little prince? Why don't I kill her? My king is in his youth and is pregnant.
So strong and strong, so what if he is the seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard? If you want the orthodox bloodline and want to have a full family of descendants, wouldn't it be an easy task? Li Biao raised dead bone puppets in captivity. This is a grave sin and an unforgivable crime. Our clan's Tai
The purpose of the clan is that the emperor breaks the law and the common people are equally guilty, let alone a bitch who cannot ascend to the elegant hall? Ling Yelang is the beloved pet of my deceased wife. She is jealous, kills my beloved pet, and frames Ji Meili. This is
The crime of injustice, the crime of jealousy!"
The sound of the old characters of the seven tribes is like rolling thunder from the sky, and its force is as majestic as a high mountain. The sound soars into the sky, burning with anger and murderous intent.
Ye Ge was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hid behind Li Cuihua. Her legs were weak, her shoulders were shaking, and she just kept crying.
The elder of the three clans who was stepped on by the elders of the seven clans rubbed his head, gritted his teeth, glanced at Ye Ge, and said: "The queen-to-be has no power in Qinglian, how can she touch the dead bone puppet? This matter still needs to be done.
Think twice.”
"Having no power? This is her business. She has done something shameful. Do you still need me to find a reason for her?"
As the old saying goes, the seven tribes are playing with two scimitars and pressing Ye Ge step by step.
Sui Linggui frowned, stood in front of Ye Ge, and sighed: "Seven elders, I know that your anger has nowhere to vent about Ling Yelang's death. This matter needs long-term consideration. Even if you have anger to vent,
, not at this time, the little prince is so innocent..."
"Clan leader, are you going to get out of the way?" The elder of the Seven Clan's eyes turned red, and his posture made it look like Sui Linggui was still trying to stop him and fight for his life.
After all, Sui Ling is the leader of the clan. He has practiced for thousands of years and has become a human spirit. He also has the majesty of the Qinglian clan leader.
"Seventh Elder, do you want to do this?" Sui Linggui lowered his voice.
"Clan leader, do you think I don't dare?" The elder of the seven tribes smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "At worst, I don't want to take this life anymore."
The atmosphere was tense and condensed for a moment. Thousands of tribesmen looked at each other in complete surprise.
Qingge frowned as she looked at the elder of the Seven Clans. She had planned to fight this matter to the death. Even if the elder of the Seven Clans was desperate, he would kill Yege.
But Sui Linggui is standing in the way. It is not a good thing for the oldest of the seven clans to challenge Sui Linggui's majesty again.
Qingge's eyes turned and fell on Yege.
Ye Ge's face was filled with tears, she looked pitiful, and she was already in a miserable state in her bright red robe.
He chuckled coldly and turned to look at the goddess. The goddess understood and lowered her voice: "We're here."
"I'm Dongfangpo. I've heard of King Qinglian for a long time. I came here to see you today. I congratulate King Qinglian on the birth of a prince and a beautiful daughter!"
A sudden voice broke the awkward atmosphere in the martial arts arena. The voice seemed to be panting, indicating that he was on his way.
Hearing the familiar voice, Qingge's brows widened and her red lips curled into a smile.
"ah……"
Ye Ge screamed and fell to the ground.
Sui Linggui was confused. She picked up Ye Ge and looked down. There was a pool of blood on the ground where Ye Ge was just now.
Sui Linggui's heart dropped. Seeing that the elders of the seven clans were still blocking his way, Sui Linggui shouted angrily in a low voice: "If something happens to the little prince, the elders of the seventh clan and this clan leader will never spare you!"
"Doctor! Call for a doctor quickly!" Sui Linggui shouted.
The scimitar of the Seven Elders wanted to pierce through Ye Ge's Tianling Cap. Sui Linggui was full of momentum, "This is the blood of my ancient royal family, Seven Elders, not to mention how Qinglian treats you, how does Taizu treat you? Grandfather and grandpa treat you."
How about you? Is this how you give back to their descendants? Qilao, where is your conscience!"
The elder of the seven clans regained his sanity under the angry shouts. Not to mention Ye Ge, the child in her belly was of royal blood and a descendant of the Tai clan.
The elder of the Seven Clans suppressed a sigh of anger in his throat. After all, he put away the two scimitars and planned to settle the score in the future.
"Where are the doctors? Where are all the doctors? Are they all dead?" Sui Ling was angry.
Ye Ge burst into tears in Sui Linggui's arms, holding her lower abdomen in pain and about to lose consciousness.
"What's wrong with her?" the goddess asked.
"A one-and-a-half-month fetus is forced into a three-month pregnancy. The fetal strength is already supported by medicine, but she has experienced ups and downs, her mood has fluctuated greatly, and coupled with the fall in front of the palace, the fetus may not be saved."
Qingge hugged the little white cat and sat lazily on the chair, narrowing her beautiful eyes with hope, like an outsider, watching this farce with cold eyes.
Aventurine, such a clean person, how could he be defiled by Li Cuihua, a good young master in troubled times?
The goddess shuddered when she saw the sneer on Qingge's lips...