Little Demon Lord's auction... Qing Ge sat quietly on the couch, her white and tender hands gently placed on her knees, and a fierce and murderous light flashed across her eyes.
The red lips were pursed tightly, and the horrifying murderous intent spread quietly like the autumn wind blowing through the leaves.
Under the sleeves that looked like splashing ink, Qingge's hands were clenched into fists, and after a moment they slowly unfolded, revealing a wicked smile on her charming cheeks.
"Since it has fallen into evil, there is no need to abandon this land of thousands of tribes."
Qingge said quietly and authentically.
She is not only protecting the demon clan, but also leaving a way out for herself.
In her heart, there has never been a distinction between good and evil.
She is a real dark master, and her dark talent is no worse than that of spiritual masters and spiritual masters. The reason why she has never used it is not only because she is afraid of exposing her identity as a fellow practitioner of the third system, but also because she does not want to have too much to do with the dark master.
Her man is the Qing Emperor, the immortal god, and she cannot make it difficult for Xiao Yueyue.
But in reality, if Qing Ge wants to achieve immortality, he must remove the evil spirit tendons himself.
Qing Ge is not afraid of the pain of pulling his muscles and bones, but he is unwilling to do so.
If one day, the eternal world and the right path of the world do not allow her, she has another way to go.
Qingge got up and walked outside the house, then returned to the room to look at the topographic map of the two demon clans, especially the map and detailed introduction of Shark Demon City.
Shark Demon City extends in all directions, similar to the Four Seas City in the Realm of the Gods, but Qingge is curious that the Demon Queen chose Shark Demon City to auction the little devil. Is it just because the road to Shark Demon City can lead to thousands of tribes?
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Qingge handed the introduction to Shark Demon City to Uncle Wei, and then said: "Uncle Wei, go to the mother-in-law of the three tribes and ask about Shark Demon City, especially what happened to Shark Demon City ten thousand years ago. Be sure to tell her in detail.
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"yes."
Wei Bo left quickly.
Number 2 has been following Qingge's side, like a door god. Although he is as skinny as a stick, he is as sharp as a sword, especially his eyes full of murderousness.
Qing Ge put down the other topographic maps and spread his hands towards No. 2: "Sit."
Number 2 was a little cautious: "Slave, you are not worthy to sit with the Lord."
Qing Ge's eyes flashed and she looked at No. 2 with distress.
"You are not a slave, you are my friend."
Qing Ge smiled.
Number 2 suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qing Ge, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. He opened his mouth but hesitated, and finally sat obediently in front of Qing Ge.
No. 2 lowered his head and said nothing, and his body was frighteningly thin.
"Have you ever heard of the Dream Tribe?"
Qingge didn't give No. 2 any buffering time and asked straight to the point.
Number Two suddenly raised his head again. At that moment, Qingge saw too many complicated emotions in Number Two's eyes.
There is hatred and pain, and even a bit of regret.
The veins on No. 2's forehead and back of his hands popped out like wild beasts, and he gritted his teeth secretly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
She closed her eyes tightly, and her shoulders were shaking constantly, as if she was trapped in a nightmare of fear, unable to bear the torment caused by memories and hatred.
After a long time, a figure appeared behind No. 2, and a pair of small hands gently pressed the temples on both sides of No. 2's head.
The despair and pain just now gradually dissipated.
No. 2 looked up, Qing Ge lowered his eyes and smiled at her: "I didn't ask anything."
The memory of No. 2 is fragmented, similar to that of Empress Fengqi in the past.
Whenever No. 2 tries to remember, the pain it brings is unimaginable.
Qing Ge had already learned the truth from No. 2's expression and confirmed her guess. She was unwilling to get to the bottom of it, lest she hurt the girl a second time.
Seeing that No. 2's mood slowly calmed down, Qingge put down her hands, walked to the table, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup.
Putting the hot tea in No. 2's palm, Qing Ge patted No. 2's hand that was almost only skin and bones, and said with a smile: "Follow me, as long as I'm still alive, I can protect you."
No. 2 looked at Qing Ge suddenly, and for a moment, he burst into tears of gratitude and filled his eyes with tears.
I have suffered too much hopeless gloom in the world, and when I catch a ray of light by chance, I refuse to let go.
"You want to investigate the Dream Clan?"
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon knows how to sing softly.
"Um."
Qing Ge watched No. 2 drink the hot tea and smiled lightly.
“When a race is destroyed, it’s definitely not just as simple as the Thousand Poison Plague.
According to the clues obtained so far, the slaughter of the Meng clan has a certain relationship with Yun Shen."
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon said: "You are already consuming your own body by using the power of the blood demon. Even if you have the Qing Emperor's true energy to protect you, you should stop doing it in moderation."
"Senior Gu Long, you don't understand people's insidiousness, contradictions and wars. Blindly giving in will only make the other party push forward without knowing what is good or bad."
Qing Ge chuckled.
Gu Long was speechless after being retorted. After a long time, he said weakly: "I am a dragon that has lived for tens of thousands of years. I have never seen anything in the world. How can a yellow-haired girl like you be comparable to me?"
Qing Ge just smiled and said nothing, staring at No. 2 with her beautiful scarlet eyes.
Chief of the Dream Clan, remember my name, Ye Qingge.
...After No. 2 put down the hot tea and returned to normal, Qing Ge sat in the cabinet to practice.
Her god-level true energy actually swallowed up all the true energy transmitted by Xiao Yueyue.
"Girl, you don't have to be too persistent about some things. I'm afraid you will get hurt."
Gu Long couldn't help but said: "I am just a ray of soul. I can only save you once in times of crisis..." It was his regret that he could not protect this stubborn and kind girl all the time.
"Senior Gu Long, a few years ago the Dream clan fell, no one knew which race would follow the same fate as the Dream clan.
Yun Shen and I are already fighting to the death. If this is the case, why should we be afraid of her?
As long as she can't destroy my body, break my bones, and as long as I still have breath, she will only be my defeat."
Qing Ge, who was practicing cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, as sharp as a sword.
Senior Gu Long was surprised and shocked, and did not speak for a long time.
He followed Zhou Lao and traveled to thousands of tribes, traveled to thousands of mountains and rivers, met countless people, and was used to seeing life and death.
I have never seen such a rampant person.
A cultivator in the phantom realm, an empress from a higher plane, dared to say that the God of Immortality was her defeat.
It was obviously an unbelievable thing, but Gu Long's blood boiled as hot as fire, and he actually had the will to fight.
He actually believed that this girl could do what others couldn't do.
After Mr. Zhou's death, if Mr. Zhou had not kept his last wish, this ray of Gu Long's soul would have followed Mr. Zhou.
But now, Senior Gu Long wants to live and witness the legend of this generation.
No - to be precise, it is to witness Ye Qingge's path to immortality! There was silence for a long time, and Qingge continued to practice.
"Girl."
After pondering for a long time, Gu Long recited in a deep voice.
"Um?"
"In the future, I have to take good care of myself even when I am no longer here.
Don't always take your own life seriously, I will feel sorry for you."