The tip of the Demon-Slaying Sword had reached Ji Yue's Tianling Cap. Ji Yue suddenly relaxed her strength, moved forward quickly, hugged Qingge's waist, and kissed her on the brow.
He is not afraid of her whose soul has been swallowed by the blood demon, but is only worried that one day she will regret it.
Ji Yue knows better than anyone how kind that girl is. If she wakes up and learns that she has killed many people, she will definitely be very painful.
As Sui Linggui said, Ji Yue had no choice. He was not Qinglian Taizu, did not understand the power of purification, and could not purify the blood demon state that occupied Qing Ge's body.
The only thing he could do was to hug her when everyone was panicking and trying to escape.
This was a big gamble, maybe his life would be lost here, and he didn't know how the Blood Demon would treat him.
But he was just distressed, wondering what kind of heart-wrenching and life-threatening situation could force his girl to do this.
The demon-slaying sword in the light singer was stabbing Ji Yue's back. Sui Linggui and countless Qinglian people watched this scene with wide eyes.
The tip of the sword stopped...
Ji Yue hugged her gently and kissed Qingge's eyebrows.
He whispered: "How can you go behind my back and fall into the devil? If you want to fall, you should fall together..."
The man's voice was very pleasant, and every Qinglian person in the world could hear it clearly. They were no longer fighting against the red light barrier transformed by the power of the blood demon, and were no longer running away, but were stunned.
He stood and looked at them in surprise.
With a sonorous sound, the Demon-Slaying Sword fell to the ground, and once again turned into red light, returning to the bodies of the ten clan elders.
The crimson color in Qingge's eyes gradually surged out like blood, turning into desolate tears like an ebbing tide; the ancient 'blood spirit' totems covering her neck and cheeks also all returned to white and tender colors.
skin.
A pair of bloody eyes stared blankly at Ji Yue in front of her.
Two lines of blood and tears slipped from the end of his eyes, and he choked up while singing softly: "Aye..."
Ji Yue's heart seemed to be pulled hard by devil's claws, and she was in constant pain. He gently wiped away the blood and tears on Qing Ge's face, "I am here, I have always been there."
"I feel so much pain."
She is no longer a cold and frosty empress, nor is she a sycophant and domineering blood demon. She is like an injured child, crying without any image, regardless of whether there is anyone around.
Ji Yue felt flustered, hugging Qingge tightly, burying Qingge's face in his chest, "It's okay, it's okay..."
Qing Ge clutched Ji Yue's clothes tightly with her small hands, using all her strength to hold on tightly.
"Why...you came so late..." Qing Ge wiped all her tears on the fabric of Ji Yue's chest.
Ji Yue rubbed the back of her head and said, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault for being late."
"It's your fault!" Qingge suddenly raised her head, looking at Qingge pitifully with her red eyes, her red lips pursed stubbornly out of grievance, and her eyes revealed the stubbornness that belonged to her.
Ji Yue's heart was melted. He couldn't bear such a look at all, but he didn't want to see it again.
She was really wronged and in pain.
But only in front of him, she could at least vent her grievances. No matter what kind of suffering she suffered, she would grit her teeth and get through it alone.
Ji Yue picked her up by the waist and walked out.
Sui Linggui and others were shocked. They had not yet recovered from the shock. The blood demon who was stunned for the second time was able to wake up instantly. What was the reason?
Such a thing is simply unimaginable, but now it has actually happened.
It's a Buddha or a demon, all in one thought.
"Let's go home, we're not here anymore." Ji Yue comforted her softly like coaxing a child.
The regent was hidden in the crowd, with a cold, snake-like smile behind the dark abyss.
When Ji Yue was seen taking steps to leave, ten clan elders stretched out their hands to surround and intercept her.
"Young Master, keep the witch!" The old man of the Qinglian clan, with eyes as sharp as thunder and as sharp as a sword, looked directly at Ji Yue and shouted angrily in a low voice: "If we don't get rid of this girl, there will be endless troubles!"
"She has regained consciousness!" Ji Yue said coldly.
"Today's actions show that the blood demon will repeat the same mistakes in the future. If the blood demon is not eliminated, the people of the world will never have peace. Little Marquis, today is a big right and a wrong, not the love of children. If you are willing to let go, I can
I will give you my position as the elder of the Qinglian clan, and all the wealth and treasures I have accumulated over the past ten thousand years. I know that the witch is the one you love. After her death, Qinglian named her the Princess Protector of the Country.
A funeral will be held according to the standards. In addition, Mo Yuan, Ye Clan, and Qinglian will fully support them to become the fourth Tongtian Clan, and you will also be the fourth Tongtian Clan leader..."
The boss of the wealthy family couldn't bear it and tried every means to compensate Ji Yue.
Of course, it was also because I was afraid of the ruthless sword among light singers.
The little Young Master of the Night Clan can actually fight against the Demon-Slaying Sword. If he blocks it with his life, Qinglian will suffer heavy casualties.
Therefore, wealthy people always think of ways to lure them. In the face of temptation, no one in this world can remain unswayed.
"Exchanging the life of your wife for glory and wealth is something only an animal can do. I am not an animal!" Ji Yue sneered, stepped forward with both feet on the ground, and unsheathed the ruthless sword, spinning between heaven and earth,
The immortal sat alone on a golden lotus, clasped his hands and sang an ancient song. Ji Yue raised her chin slightly, showing off her sharp edge, and thundered loudly: "Whoever dares to touch my wife today, I will kill them!"
He was also covered with shocking wounds. His shoulder blades were stabbed by the Demon-Slaying Sword, and there were traces of bites from the evil beast. When he knocked open the sacrificial weapon at the door of the trial, the flesh on his back was also burned.
There was no pain in him, only anger, and determination in his eyes.
His love is unwavering, like the mountains that remain motionless, and the deep sea that never dries up.
He held the injured girl in his arms and walked forward.
At this moment, to most people, even if Qingge has returned to her sober state, she is still a heinous witch. Even though she has not killed anyone during this period, her explosive power has brought too much fear to them.
Before the unknown fear completely breaks out, the best way is to destroy it.
As for Ji Yue, what is in her arms is not a monster or the Empress of Dongzhou, but the love of his life, his heart, and his soul.
Ji Yue always held her waist, lowered her head and bit her lip, "Close your eyes, don't look."
Hearing this, Qing Ge obediently closed his eyes.
"Ge'er, do you know what a husband is?"
Qing Ge pursed her lips and said nothing.
"When my husband is here, no one can hurt you. As long as I am still alive and have my last breath, you can only laugh and not cry."
A tear escaped from the end of Qingge's eyes, but she did not open her eyes.
"I love you……"
That soft sound was scattered in the long wind.
He proudly expressed his love in front of thousands of Qinglian people.
"Young Master, you disappoint me so much!" said the rich man, "How can a small amount of love be comparable to all living beings?"
"Among all living beings, she is the only one I love."