The ferocious smile on the demon queen's face gradually became distorted, like a ghost.
High in the sky outside the mansion, dark clouds were dense, pressing down on the city, as if a mountain rain was about to come.
On the top of the sky and clouds, three figures stood proudly, exuding a fierce momentum and terrifying pressure. They all wore armor exclusive to the demon war gods and had sharp treasures at their waists.
The three of them stood in a triangle shape. The person in the front let out an exaggerated laugh that shook the whole city. After he finished laughing, he raised his hand and took off his helmet, revealing a face with five or six scars.
At this moment, the light song was rushing to the courtyard as fast as the wind. In the courtyard outside the city lord's house, Ji Yue was still teaching little Baozi swordsmanship, while Mo Xie and the Lin sisters were sitting at the stone table.
Lin Ziteng looked at Ji Yue with shining eyes, not knowing when they started to fall in love with each other. Mo Xie looked at Lin Ziteng with disdain, wondering whether to fire this little girl.
There was a lively atmosphere in the courtyard. Suddenly, black clouds surged, covering up the white light and the hot sun, and everyone in the courtyard looked up.
Ji Yue put away the ruthless sword in her hand and looked up to the sky. When he saw the leader of the God of War taking off his helmet, his charming eyes suddenly narrowed.
In an instant, chills surged through his body like a tide, and when dusty memories appeared, he could not forget those pains.
Even though her current identity is no longer King Ji, but Ye Dian! Ji Yue's mind went blank, and her limbs were all broken, as if they had been chopped into pieces.
Wisps of pain spread from the deepest part of his bones to every part of his body.
Ji Yue closed her eyes and stood still, her face expressionless. Others didn't know what he was thinking.
"What's going on here?"
Little Baozi put the sword into the scabbard, looked at the three war gods curiously, then walked towards Ji Yue, subconsciously reaching out to hold Ji Yue's hand.
Little Baozi pulled his hand back as if he was electrocuted. Ji Yue's hand was like a piece of mysterious ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.
Little Baozi hesitated for a while, but decided to hold Ji Yue's hand again, holding the two small hands together in an attempt to warm Ji Yue.
"Your hands are cold."
Said the little bun.
Ji Yue slowly opened her eyes, lowered her head and looked at Little Baozi tenderly, leaned over and rubbed Little Baozi's hair: "Don't get too cold, Ye'er."
"Are you sad?"
Little Baozi asked.
Ji Yue struggled to control her emotions and said with a smile: "With you and her company, how can I be sad?"
Little Baozi tilted his head and blinked. Even if Ji Yue said this, how could the smart little Baozi not notice it.
He must be very sad. Even though Little Baozi didn't know what he was feeling sad about, at this moment, Little Baozi's heart cracked.
Little Baozi doesn't want to see his father sad... There are some words that Little Baozi would rather bury in his heart than say them out loud.
I don't know why, Xiao Baozi can treat everyone in the world with kindness, well-behaved and sensible, but in front of Ji Yue, Xiao Baozi wants to be more willful.
Perhaps, Little Baozi would attract his attention by doing this.
Mo Xie stopped playing around and looked at the three demon war gods seriously, and then looked at Ji Yue.
He and Ji Yue have known each other for many years and are old acquaintances, and he still caught the subtle changes in Ji Yue.
It seems that it started when these three people appeared... Mo Xie suddenly looked towards the courtyard door, Qingge leaned against the courtyard door and looked at Ji Yue complicatedly.
"Very good, very good..." A huge and rough voice came from the sky, and the three people were seen disappearing above the black clouds like rays of light, and the next moment they appeared behind Qing Ge.
"Fifth Elder, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years. I hope you are well."
The person who spoke was none other than the leader of the Shenwu War God.
Qingge turned her back to the God of War, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and endured all the emotions. Her eyes were as calm as water, like a clear pool, without any waves.
Perfectly hiding her emotions, Qing Ge slowly turned around to face the God of War, Shenwu, and said coldly: "General Shenwu, you are so majestic!"
A group of people came quickly, it was the mother-in-law of the three tribes, Ye Wei and others.
The mother-in-law of the three tribes leaned on crutches and panted. Seeing that the situation was still under control, her tense nerves gradually relaxed.
"Congratulations to the three generals for successfully awakening. This is the blessing of my Demon Abyss."
The mother-in-law of the three tribes said with a soft smile.
The Shenwu God of War lazily looked at the mother-in-law of the three tribes: "Three tribes, you are old. Look at the fifth elder, you are still as young as ever."
Shenwu War God walked towards Qing Ge, Qing Ge stood still as still as a mountain, his back straight like a green pine sword, standing steadily, looking indifferently at Shenwu War God walking towards him, even though he was full of anger and murderous intentions, he finally concealed it.
The stormy waves arose, leaving only the calm and deep sea.
The mother-in-law of the three tribes wanted to stand between Shenwu and Qingge. Qingge pushed her with her iron arm, and the mother-in-law of the three tribes fell to the ground. Fortunately, City Lord Lintian and Ye Wei caught her in time.
"Three clans, I'm not interested in old women, you know."
Shenwu smiled.
The mother-in-law of the three tribes gritted her teeth: "General Shenwu, please don't be rude to the fifth elder."
"rude?"
Shenwu stopped in front of Qingge, turned his head, and said with surprise: "Three tribes, what are you talking about? The fifth elder is my beloved woman, how can I be rude to my sweetheart?"
The face of the mother-in-law of the three tribes changed drastically. It should be noted that Shenwu pursued the fifth elder blood demon ten thousand years ago.
The Blood Demon follows the Demon Lord Yaolian and never cares about the love affairs between men and women.
At that time, regarding Shenwu's love, the Blood Demon sneered in public and said: You are too ugly, I can't sleep, and I am not so hungry that even the handsome men in the alley are a thousand times better than you.
I'm afraid that these words will make Shenwu lose all face and bear a ten thousand year old grudge! The mother-in-law of the three tribes looked at Qingge worriedly. If she was still the blood demon from before, the mother-in-law of the three tribes wouldn't have to worry so much.
But even if Ye Qingge possesses heaven-defying instincts, in the final analysis she is still a mortal woman of a human race with limited power, so how can she be the opponent of the divine warrior god.
If something happens to Ye Qingge, how will she explain it to the demon lotus! The Shenwu God of War withdrew his gaze, and slowly raised the hand wrapped around the scar, trying to take off the butterfly mask on Qingge's side face: "Fifth Elder, all
He is one of our own, why should he wear a mask and let me see how attractive Elder Blood Demon is?"
The moment the Shenwu War God's hand was about to touch Qing Ge, a ray of light suddenly flashed, and the next moment, a hand as long as jade and with clear joints suddenly grabbed the Shenwu War God's wrist.