Qingge was in Qinglian, facing so many powerful people, he had to be careful in his words and deeds.
The presence of Ziyuehua made her tremble.
After all the backbone of Qinglian arrived, Sui Ling returned and said: "From now on, Miss Ji is my Qinglian Emperor Ji. I think no one should have any objections."
Some people wanted to have opinions, but they just watched the elders of the seven tribes playing with two scimitars for blowing hair and cutting off hair with expressionless faces, and they all had to tighten their butts and behave.
"For the Luoshen Palace, the king and I chose a good and auspicious day to start construction. It will be built half a month later by the elders of the seven clans. Is there anyone who objects to this matter?" Sui Linggui smiled.
The old man from the three tribes had his Adam's apple rolling and swallowed suddenly. He wanted to speak and objected. Unexpectedly, the old man from the seven tribes standing not far away wiped the sharp scimitar with a handkerchief he didn't know where he came from.
He also muttered: "This knife, it's been a long time since I chopped off people's heads, my hands are a little itchy."
As soon as these words came out, most people sat upright, and some of those who opposed it in their hearts breathed quickly, fearing that the Seven Clans would know what they were thinking.
As for the elder of the three tribes, the words that came out of his throat were swallowed alive by him.
Everyone has understood how ruthless the elders of the Seven Clans are. Maybe some people can compete with the elders of the Seven Clans. The key is that they still want to live and enjoy the glory and wealth, but the elders of the Seven Clans are always crazy. They are all alone and don't even care about their lives.
No matter how arrogant or arrogant a person is, they are afraid of losing their lives.
Qingge looked at the old man of the Seven Clans in a funny way, playing with two scimitars. The cold light reflected by the scimitars was all over the palace. Whenever the cold light swept across Qinglian's face, these super strong people shivered in fear, fearing that they would be killed.
The old seven tribes are keeping an eye on him.
Therefore, regarding the Luoshen Palace, the palace was completely silent and silent.
Sui Linggui nodded and looked at Qingge.
Qing Ge understood this and stood up, holding the scepter in hand and walked towards Sui Linggui.
It has always been the case that those who hold high positions in Qinglian need to leave portraits.
Before leaving, the goddess held her hand nervously.
Qing Lian's imperial painter is a master who can see bones and skin, but I'm afraid the goddess's disguise skills will have nowhere to hide.
Qingge pinched the back of the goddess's hand to reassure her.
Immediately, a woman wearing a black robe and an ink crown walked gracefully and walked up to Sui Linggui.
"Is the painter here?" Sui Linggui asked.
"I'm coming."
A painter came over and saw Qing Ge, his eyes lit up, "What a beauty."
Suddenly, the painter felt a flash of light on his back. He subconsciously looked around and saw the aventurine staring at him as if facing a formidable enemy.
The painter laughed dryly, walked up to Qingge, and took out the tools one by one.
Qingge had to stand while doing the portrait, and it would take a long time to stand there, and other Qinglian backbone members had to accompany her.
The painter sat down ten steps away from Qingge, laid out the paper, and held the brush in his hand.
Aventurine has a smile on his face, his girl is really cute.
Portrait painting is a boring process. During this process, a waiter came and whispered something in Sui Linggui's ear. Sui Linggui nodded and went out with the waiter. Seeing this, Bing Lingtian walked very lightly and walked away.
go out.
Bing Lingtian had been waiting outside the Qinglian Hall. When the clan leader finished handling the matter and turned back, Bing Lingtian immediately stepped forward.
"Princess Ji?"
"Clan leader." Bing Lingtian Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Prince Ji has been missing for a long time, and her life and death are uncertain. Can the clan leader help me find him?"
"Both the Demon Realm and Prince Ji are matters outside the Qinglian Clan." Sui Linggui frowned in displeasure, obviously unwilling.
Boom. Bing Lingtian knelt down on one knee and looked up at Sui Linggui: "Clan leader, the power of Qinglian has shaken the world, the eight wastelands and six regions, and the territory of thousands of clans, and everyone worships him. My husband and I have a deep and righteous relationship, and he
But I was obsessed for a moment, so I begged the clan leader to find a husband for me. No matter whether my husband lives or dies, no matter what the outcome is, I will be willing to work for the clan leader in this life and in the next life." At the end of the sentence, Bing Lingtian put her white and tender hands on the ground, and her entire upper body
They all bowed down and crawled to the ground with sincerity, which made Sui Linggui very moved.
Sui Linggui has been lonely for thousands of years and has never been married. The most despotic thing is such a scene of deep love.
She sighed softly, then stretched out her hand to help Bing Lingtian up, "You are a good boy. Prince Ji is lucky to have you as his wife. Having you in the Demon Realm is also a blessing to the Demon Realm. There is no need to work like a cow or a horse.
, I will help you with just a little effort."
Bing Lingtian knelt down again and kowtowed three times: "The kindness of the clan leader will always be engraved in my heart."
The three kowtows were all genuine, and blood oozed from Bing Lingtian's forehead. Sui Linggui was quite moved and helped Bing Lingtian up again.
Yu Sui Linggui said that those who have deep feelings are not bad people.
Bing Lingtian's eyes filled with tears, "With the help of the clan leader, our husband and wife will definitely be reunited."
"Good boy."
"..."
Sui Linggui and Bing Lingtian walked back to the Qinglian Hall. Qingge looked sideways. Because of her practice in comprehending the mysteries of the Void Realm, her perception was particularly sharp, especially her hearing. Just now, Bing Lingtian and Sui Linggui had a conversation.
She heard the words very clearly.
What a great couple reunion.
After all, Qingge is not a saint. To put it bluntly, she is an ordinary woman. When her sweetheart is coveted by others, she will inevitably feel angry.
Now Ji Yue's wings are hardened and she is messing around with flowers all day long.
Little does anyone know, who is out there attracting bees and butterflies, taking advantage of all men, women, old and young?
When he thought of this in his mind, Qing Ge didn't blush.
The painter Rong was painting Qingge's portrait, but Qingge kept his original posture without moving.
On the other side, Qingge saw that Sui Linggui seemed to have gathered some Qinglian backbones to discuss matters in the side hall.
The side hall was covered with a barrier. Qing Ge wanted to eavesdrop, but he didn't have the ability.
Suddenly, the goddess' expression changed. She stood up and walked outside. From a distance, it seemed like a group of people were approaching quickly.
Judging from their clothes and the scepters in their hands, it can be seen that they are elves.
Qingge's eyes trembled, what are the elves doing here?
Sui Linggui, does the matter that the elders of the seven clans are discussing have anything to do with the elves?
Just when the painter was about to complete the portrait, the earth trembled, the wind and clouds changed color, and the light of thunder and lightning suddenly flashed, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and the end of the world was coming.
The wind is blowing everywhere.
Qingge felt the vast and unfathomable power.
She suddenly walked out, just as the goddess came back.
At this time, Sui Linggui and the seven elders met the elves.
"What happened?" Qingge asked.
"..." The goddess opened her mouth, seemingly speechless. She subconsciously held Qingge's hand tightly and said with a smile: "Yunshen and Qingdi are here."
"How come Emperor Qing, the God of Clouds, comes to Qinglian?" Qing Ge was surprised.
The goddess shook her head, "It seems to be Yun Shen's idea."
"Heart-protecting formation." The veteran of the seven tribes said: "Yun Shen's daughter is infected with poisonous miasma and needs a heart-protecting formation."
"What..." The goddess' complexion changed drastically, and she suddenly looked at Qingge.
The Heart-Protecting Formation is now Qingge's possession. With Yun Shen's status, it is possible to take away the Heart-Protecting Formation.
only……
There was a cold and sinister look in Qingge's eyes.
The Snake King said that if we lose the heart-protecting formation, we will not be able to protect Purple Moon Flower in the future.
It’s just...Yunshen...what a powerful person...
Qingge was made of steel, and even though she had a fiery temperament, she struggled with all her strength in front of Yun Shen, but she was just like a pebble sinking into the sea, unable to make any waves.
Could it be that the heart-protecting formation we just obtained must be given away like this...