The ice is locked in Qinglian's land of thousands of feet, surrounded by frost on all sides.
The wind and snow were blowing, and Yege's lips were frozen and purple. She saw her face through the light rising from the ice.
He had a haggard face, all the hair on his head had fallen out, and his bald head looked a little funny.
She shed tears, and the tears turned into ice beads as they rolled down.
Ye Ge was wrapped up and huddled in the corner, shivering. There were several corpses around him who had frozen to death.
"Sui Linggui...Aventurine...Ji Meili..."
She hates.
One name after another popped out from between his teeth, Ye Ge's face was ferocious, and his eyes were shining fiercely.
Not to mention the desolation of this thousand-foot ice prison, at the Qinglian Martial Arts Center, the patriarch Sui Linggui sent people to clean up the blood stains and broken arms on the Yutai, and then began to announce the number of people who could enter the Martial Arts Climb Tianfeng.
The first ten people in each of the two cultural relics lanes all walked onto the jade platform, a total of twenty people.
Before entering the martial arts to climb Tianfeng, a reward needs to be announced.
People from the Qian tribe can choose a treasure from the Qinglian treasure house or a Qinglian position.
When it was Qingge's turn, Qingge hesitated for a moment, and then when everyone thought she would choose the treasure, Qingge chose a position.
Few people choose positions, and Qinglian's positions are mostly based on fancy but not useful, with no real power, just to sound good.
And the people of Qianzu have their own races. If they choose a position, don't they want to become members of the Qinglian clan?
This kind of approach is hard to explain. To put it at a higher level, it would be an exaggeration to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor.
On the other hand, if you bring a treasure with you and make a triumphant return, you will have a glorious future.
"Position?" Sui Linggui raised his eyebrows, and for a moment he couldn't think of any suitable position for Qing Ge.
Beside, Aventurine, who had been silent for a long time, said: "Emperor Ji."
"Huh?" Sui Linggui turned around, his eyes reflecting a touch of red.
Countless people were surprised that the position of the Great Emperor Ji had real power...
"As the Great Emperor, it is logical to live in Luoshen Palace. This is the best of both worlds." Aventurine said with a smile.
"No, the Great Emperor Ji is the Qinglian God of War. She is the blessing of my Qinglian. If anyone is the Emperor Ji, it is not a blasphemy against the Emperor Ji." The elders of the three tribes were the first to jump out to object. Others also had the same intention as the elders of the three tribes.
The old man has not yet put all
After saying that, two scimitars came out of the air with murderous intent, spinning rapidly around the neck of the three clan elders. When the rotation speed was so fast that only the cold light of the blade could be seen, the three clan elders swallowed hard, as if
I felt the call of death.
The elder of the seven tribes snorted coldly, his momentum was horrified, and he took one step, which seemed to have the potential to collapse the sky and crack the earth.
"What my king said is true. The title of Emperor Ji cannot be more fitting. I followed Taizu and Emperor Ji back then. Taizu ruled Qinglian and Emperor Ji blessed the world. When I killed all the villains, the current patriarch is still there.
Damn it, regarding the position of Emperor Ji, I am the most qualified. Who wants to object, come and ask me about my two moon-killing knives!" The elder of the seven clans sneered.
At that moment, no one from Qinglian objected.
The elder of the seven tribes walked towards Qingge, kindly and kindly, as if he was afraid of scaring the female doll, and said softly: "Stinky girl, I recognize you as my adopted daughter, from now on you will be Qinglian Emperor Ji, your Luoshen Palace, I will personally
Supervise the construction.”
Qingge's expression was astonished, a little confused, and she didn't know what the elder of the seven tribes meant by this move.
What is her merit that made the elders of the seven tribes notice her?
Judging from Sui Linggui's attitude towards the elders of the Seven Clans, the elders of the Seven Clans have a lofty status in Qinglian.
But she is worried...
The sacred object of the Green Lotus, the Purple Moon Flower, is in his body. If the elders of the seven clans learn about this, will they still be kind to him? Or will they fight each other with swords?
Qingge came to Qinglian with only one purpose. Now that the purpose has been achieved, Qingge doesn't want to cause too many complications.
Even Sui Linggui looked at her differently, but she showed no sign of information. On the contrary, she was walking on thin ice, afraid of betraying herself and letting them discover Zi Yuehua inadvertently.
This is Qinglian. With her little strength, she can't even deal with an elder from the three tribes who has lived for thousands of years.
The reason why he was able to escape from death at the hands of the Dead Bone Puppet was because of the blessing of Nightmare.
Suddenly, a hand rubbed her hair, and that gentle movement blew away all her fears.
"You haven't met your adoptive father yet?" Aventurine said.
His voice was very gentle, without any anger, as if he was describing something plainly, but as gentle as water.
Qingge's heart suddenly pounded, then she faced the elder of the seven clans, raised her hands, and knelt down on one knee.
The elder of the Seven Clans quickly supported Qingge and did not let Qingge kneel down. "There is no need to make a big salute, just express your intention."
Qing Ge hesitated, then bent down and said, "This junior has met my adoptive father."
The elders of the seven tribes looked at Qing Ge, and the murderous aura they usually had seemed to have turned into the kindness belonging to their elders.
The old man of the Seventh Clan stroked his beard and smiled broadly, "Okay, good, good, I'm having a baby." Three good words in a row showed that the old man of the Seventh Clan was in a good mood.
However, Qingge was a little helpless.
What the hell is there after?
Is this old man asking her to continue the family line?
Thinking of this, Qing Ge couldn't help but shudder.
horrible……
Sui Ling was overjoyed when he returned. He immediately ordered someone to get the title card of Emperor Ji, and handed it to Qingge without hesitation, "To the east of Qinglian, there are thirteen cities and five mountains, all of them are Emperor Ji."
Yes, now that you are the Great Emperor Ji, these should naturally belong to you."
"The clan leader, your king, the elders of the seven clans, and the younger ones are all dedicated to seeking medical treatment, so they may not come to Qinglian often." Qingge said.
"It doesn't matter, Qinglian, I will take care of things for you. Besides, the Luoshen Palace has not been built yet, so it is useless for you to come. You might as well take this opportunity to go out and enjoy the mountains and rivers, and have a good time." The elder of the Seven Clans smiled.
typical.
Sui Linggui's eyes were dim and he glanced meaningfully at the elder of the seven clans.
After so many years, it was rare to see an elder from the Seven Clan smile. Besides, she also liked this girl Ji, and King Qinglian admired her. She might as well go with the flow and give this favor, why not do it.
Sui Linggui smiled.
"Everyone, now that you have made your selections, prepare to enter the martial arts and climb the Tianfeng." Sui Ling returned.
"yes."
Countless people are excited, gearing up, and eager to give it a try.
It is said that the true meaning of martial arts is hidden in the Dengtian Beacon.
But everyone in the world is like an ant, like a pig or a dog, and even one person selected from a million may not be able to achieve subversion.
The goddess looked sideways at Qingge, quietly put her hand into Qingge's sleeve, and grabbed Qingge's hand.
Qing Ge looked blankly at the goddess.
She likes men...
The goddess leaned close to Qingge's ear, smiled softly, and whispered: "Do you, the women of your human race, who have a good relationship, want to hold hands?"
Hearing this, Qingge felt relieved. Looking at the goddess's light green eyes with sincerity in her eyes, Qingge smiled widely and couldn't help but squeeze the goddess's hand.
Hmm.
Delicate, soft, and charming even under the peonies.