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Chapter 2684 I hope to die in your hands

On this day, the white stones were paving the bricks, the breeze was blowing across the lake, and the demon lotus stood side by side while singing softly, talking about many interesting things since ancient times.

On many things, Yao Lian and Qing Ge have almost the same views.

Yaolian liked this relatively unfamiliar daughter-in-law more and more, and even wished she could treat her as her own daughter.

Yao Lian sighed: "I have been suffering for a long time these years."

Demon Lotus took out a sword from the space treasure and handed it to Qing Ge: "This is the Qingyun Painting Sky Sword. I have left a little power of immortality on this sword. If you are in danger, sacrifice this sword to help."

You are a helping hand. And when you use this sword, I will sense it and come to help you."

"Thank you, Lord Demon God." Qingge held the Qingyun Painting Heaven Sword, nodded slightly, held it with both fists, and her voice was as powerful as a rainbow, like thunder.

Demon Lotus nodded, "I look forward to the day when you come to live forever. When the time comes, I hope you are not calling the demon god, but your mother."

"Only by going through many hardships and ups and downs can you stay together forever. You know Yue'er's temperament. Since he loves you, he will only drink a ladle of water. Not to mention this, he has the courage to dare.

Go see the woman next to you, and I will break his legs for you." Yaolian smiled.

Qingge smiled slightly and accepted the Qingyun Painting Heaven Sword. Although Qingge didn't know why her legs were broken when she looked at people, but Yao Lian's protective feelings were obviously genuine.

"Now your body is too fragile, and you can't even resist the original profound power, let alone the power of immortality. The Feng Ling bracelet I gave you contains the original profound energy, as well as the immortality energy of the immortal world, and is inlaid with the longevity warmth.

If you wear jade beads all year round, the profound energy and longevity energy inside will warm your muscles and forge your body." Demon Lotus' eyes fell on Qingge's wrist.

On Qingge's fair and tender wrist, she was wearing a phoenix feather bracelet.

"Grandma, mother..." On the other side, Ji Yue came slowly with Little Baozi in her arms. As soon as Little Baozi saw Qing Ge and the two of them, he struggled to jump down and rushed this way.

Little Baozi raised his head and stretched out his hand: "Grandma, I want to hold my grandson."

"Okay." Yaolian smiled lightly, squatted down and picked up the little bun.

Little Baozi blinked at Qingge, his eyes were sly, and the expression on his face was very clever, as if he was saying: Mother, Ye'er is here, I promise to take care of grandma.

Qingge couldn't laugh or cry, this child is really a god...

Ji Yue walked up to Qingge, reached out and gently held Qingge's soft and white hand, lowered her head and kissed Qingge's forehead.

"Oh, shame... I'm going to have a sister..." Little Baozi quickly stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but the gaps between his fingers were too big. A pair of black eyes looked through the gaps between his fingers, and his big eyes were full of joy.

Curiosity and delight.

Little Baozi likes the feeling at this moment so much, having a father, a mother, and a kind grandma.

Little Baozi prefers this place he calls home to the cold and heartless demons.

"Ye'er is so happy." Little Baozi said excitedly: "Mom is here, grandma is here too, it would be better if I have a sister."

younger sister……

Qingge's eyes dimmed, feeling quite lost.

How to put it...

There will be no more sister.

There is a demonic bone in her abdomen that cannot be restrained from growing. The demonic bone lies across her lower abdomen. It usually does not hurt or itch. But once she becomes pregnant, when the fetus is formed, it will be penetrated by the demonic bone, let alone ten months into the pregnancy.

My belly is getting bigger.

The reason why Little Baozi was able to survive was because he was absorbed by the blood demon seeds.

The existence of the Blood Demon Seed has great disadvantages. It grows by absorbing the life of Qingge. To put it more seriously, the Blood Demon Seed is a killing machine brewed by the Blood Demon, which is just waiting to be conceived.

The reason why Little Baozi was able to break away from the mother body of Blood Demon Flower and Qingge was because of the birth of Demon Lord. In short, the cute Little Baozi was born after a strange combination of circumstances.

Qingge doesn't dare to take risks again.

Ji Yue held Qingge's hand tightly, as if to comfort her.

Qingge looked at Ji Yue's side face, grinned, and smiled.

"Yue'er, I have discussed with Qingge. She cannot go to immortality, and you cannot leave immortality for a long time, let alone offended that old immortal Yun Shuishui. In the future, Qingge will cultivate to immortality, and you

I have to work hard at Changsheng, prepare the betrothal gift, and marry Qingge when she becomes the God of Changsheng in the future. Ye'er is still young now, and even though he is a demon king, he is not strong enough and cannot go to Changsheng."

When Demon Lotus said this, Ji Yue's complexion changed slightly, and her starry eyes were filled with pain.

Qing Ge nestled next to Ji Yue, her eyes were clear and bright, reflecting the picturesque landscape of Qinglian, like little flames dancing with joy.

The green mountains are like black clouds, the white clouds are like snow, and the lake is slightly rippled.

The jade hands under the sleeves of the shirt were secretly clenched, and the fire of ambition in his heart was quietly burning.

Spend your whole life practicing to live forever.

The great avenues of heaven and earth are all in my heart.

This heart of cultivation will never be shaken, stepping forward for immortality and beating for the truth.

Demon Lotus saw her son's extremely reluctant look and sighed: "Don't worry, my mother will help you secretly. If you miss me, I will hide it from those old foxes and send you to your wife."

Hearing this, Ji Yue's knotted eyebrows unfurled, her charming eyes looked at Qing Ge, and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with a tender smile like spring breeze turning snow.

He picked up Qingge, put the soles of his feet on the ground, and flew to the top of the mountain. He was in the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the vast land that stretched thousands of miles, and saw the majestic rolling rivers.

Ji Yue hugged her tightly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, wishing she could rub the lovely person in her arms into her bones.

Ji Yue looked up at the dazzling sunshine. There was only a happy smile on the evil handsome face. If you look carefully, there was a hysterical struggle deep in the eyes.

Every time I get close, I have to suffer the pain of lovesickness.

It took all his strength to remain normal.

Hugging, talking, and standing all required thousands of times of effort on his part. The hardship and pain involved were indescribable and beyond imagination.

He has never cared about the pain of lovesickness, let alone the ruthless pain.

If approaching her would only lead to hardship and pain, then he would be willing to break his bones to walk towards her, just to see the smile at the corner of her mouth and hold up a piece of the sky for her.

Qing Ge found that Ji Yue's embrace was extra strong, causing her a little pain.

Qingge chuckled helplessly, stretched out her hands, hugged Ji Yue, and buried her face in the man's chest.

She heard a heart beating rapidly.

No……

There are other sounds.

What is that sound?

Kill her?

Who to kill?

The voice was said to be sharp, harsh, hoarse and low, like a fierce ghost in the depths of hell, full of sorrow and mournful screams day and night.

Suddenly, Ji Yue leaned close to her ear, and her voice was gentler than before, but with a hint of evil: "Ge'er, if I die, I hope I die in your hands."

At that moment, Qingge didn't see Ji Yue's eyes filled with hopelessness.

Like a lightless night, like a dry desert, more like...a death struggle.


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