Ye Qingtian and Qin Kui both held back their spiritual energy and looked back at the girl with black eyes and white hair.
The girl's eyes were sharp, her back was as straight as a sword, her red lips trembled slightly, and the moment her voice came out, a cold wind seemed to pass by.
Ye Wuhen's face was covered with blood and his brows were furrowed. Mo Xie suddenly turned his head, a trace of worry and confusion flashed in his eyes.
Yes, no one can understand her.
"Ye Qingge, are you serious?"
Even Beiyue Emperor was stunned for a while. He thought he would fight to the death today and bleed like a river of blood, but he never imagined that Ye Qingge would plead guilty!
"Would I make fun of my family and my life?" Qingge sneered.
She raised her steps and walked forward. Her body was light and bloody, and she walked among countless dead soldiers. The dead soldiers blocking her path looked at the girl walking towards her, with chills in her liver and gallbladder, and a feeling of fear in her heart.
Somewhat frightened, he involuntarily made way for him.
Ye Qingcheng stood in the center of the crowd, her crescent-colored gown hanging on a pool of blood. Her eyes were condensed and she had a solemn murderous look.
She wished she could just rush over and kill everyone who was responsible for her, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch the girl she had always wanted to protect gradually walk into the door of death.
Before Qingge walked towards Beiyue Emperor, she held Ye Qingcheng's hand and squeezed it with great strength.
Silence is better than sound.
Ye Qingcheng understood that Qing Ge asked her not to act rashly, but it was not easy to do this.
She would rather have her heart pierced by thousands of arrows and go to hell than see her, whom she misses so much, crawling forward in the bloody storm.
"Grandpa, wait for me."
For a moment, the night sky passed by, and the sound of singing was lost in the thick night.
Ye Qingtian stood in the midst of the chaos, watching Qingge walk towards Beiyue Emperor.
Ye Wuhen stretched out his hand to stop Qing Ge, "Why?"
Qing Ge stopped and looked at Ye Wuhen distressedly.
She pursed her lips tightly for a long time, then raised her hand and wiped the blood from Ye Wuhen's face with her sleeves.
"If I want to live, I can survive even if Beiyue Emperor comes." Qingge stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Ye Wuhen's ear, her voice was as soft as a mosquito.
Ye Wuhen looked at the girl who was full of energy at that moment with complicated eyes, as if there were Mansha pearls blooming in his eyes. He looked at her and smiled lightly, neither humble nor arrogant, neither flattering nor surprised, with a desolate air, and walked away
When he came to Bei Yuehuang, he lowered his chin slightly and said, "I admit the crime of killing Bei Yueming, Xin Wanjun."
Beiyue Huang looked at Qingge with ferocious eyes, for a long time, laughed, and said: "Okay, come here, escort the guilty girl Ye Qingge to the prison of the Criminal Law Library."
The dead soldiers swarmed over, and two of them stood on both sides of Qingge, restraining Qingge's hands, and their movements were rough and unusual.
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Mo Xie stood next to Ye Qingcheng. The girl's long dress was reflected in the wind in his strange and unruly dark eyes. The undercurrent surged crazily. He finally couldn't help but want to rush over to stop her, wanted to hold her hand and take her away.
Leave the place of right and wrong and go to the world without contention.
Someone suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Mo Xie turned his head, the killing intent in his eyes spreading calmly, "Xiao Rufeng, what do you mean?"
Xiao Rufeng was slightly stunned. Mo Xie had never been so cruel to him. At least, Mo Xie, who had been with him for more than ten years, seemed to be arrogant, but in fact nothing could disturb his mood, even if it was...
Even if Xiao Rufeng did something unforgivable, Mo Xie would just laugh wildly.
"do not go."
Xiao Rufeng looked straight at Mo Xie, "If we protect her like this, she won't treat her life as a child's play. She has her own reasons for doing this."
He knew what Qingge was thinking, and all he could do was to reduce the damage before the dust settled.
"You want me to just watch her go to jail like this?" Mo Xie growled, like a dormant leopard or a vulture carrying a corpse.
"You can only watch."
Xiao Rufeng said: "This is her battle."
Mo Xie glared at Xiao Rufeng, but Xiao Rufeng's eyes were gentle and he looked at him calmly.
After a long time, Mo Xie seemed to be discouraged and surrendered. He lowered his head and said helplessly: "I just want to protect her."
Xiao Rufeng looked at Mo Xie who was so wilted, with mixed feelings in his heart.
The bright red robe swayed through the air, making a stunning arc. The man in the red robe turned and left. He walked carelessly, half drunk, half awake, half dreaming, and his slender jade-like hands were about to hang.
He took off the gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a few sips. The aroma of wine overflowed on the fighting battlefield filled only with blood, and everyone's eyes fell on the man in red clothes like fire.
He swayed by, unruly and unruly, with picturesque eyebrows. As he walked, he drank the newly brewed wine. Among the thousands of troops, he seemed like a wild ghost unable to return, leaving only his free and easy spirit.
Full of passion.
At the same time, Qingge was taken to the criminal law library dungeon by two dead men, and ran away from Mo Xie. During the killing, the two walked in two different directions.
One is wild and wild, accompanied by wine, while the other is reduced to a prisoner with no hope.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Before leaving, when approaching Aventurine, Aventurine frowned and said.
"I want to live."
As soon as the sound fell, the girl wearing a black long gown was mercilessly taken away by the dead soldiers. Aventurine looked at her back with complicated eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Asuka and Huzi were furious. Tu Lieyun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back."
"Boss!"
Hu Zi was unwilling to give in and threw out the streamer gun in his hand. The cyan electric light shone on the tip of the gun and broke through the wind. It seemed that it would burst out of the air at any time and deliver a fatal blow.
Asuka stood beside Huzi, frowning, and the mace knife on her shoulder shone with a cold light.
Tu Lieyun sat on the flaming horse, overlooking the two tigers, and said: "If she wants to fight, as long as she says a word, neither I nor you will back down. No matter life or death, we will accompany her."
A battle, but since she has chosen this path, what else can we do?"
He didn't believe that a girl with such a strong temperament would confess her guilt so easily.
But the facts were in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe them.
The hand holding the reins tightened a lot, and Tu Lieyun lowered his eyes with deep eyes.
"Go back, Wuming wants to save her brothers." Asuka got on her horse.
"But I don't want her to die." Huzi's eyes flashed with a hint of pain.
Although Qingge is similar in age to him, he truly regards Qingge as his master.
He always remembered the girl wearing a dark mask with ghost patterns, her demeanor in the Western Sea, her bloodthirsty on the Phoenix Mountain, her graceful grace and unrivaled beauty, and her love and righteousness.
In times of crisis, she could stand up, but now that she was in danger, he didn't want to just sit back and watch.