Qingge looked at the Ice Lotus Queen and pursed her lips tightly.
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, Qingge felt a tingling sensation in his head, and soon he saw the ancient dragon in the spiritual world, turning into the form of light and appearing in this vast world.
A huge dragon, every scale is a holy light. When it roars, a hurricane suddenly rises, setting off a storm in the calm sea in the distance.
The dragon body of the ancient giant dragon circled around Qing Song, and the dragon's beard was longer than the divine whip, and roared at the Ice Lotus Queen.
"This girl is the descendant of Mr. Zhou. You cannot touch her life. I am her believer and I will fight for her."
The old and powerful voice of Gu Long resounded in the sky.
The Lady of Ice Love smiled: "You are just a ray of remnant soul, how long can you protect her?"
"Until the day I die."
Gu Long said.
Qingge's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Senior Gu Long complicatedly.
The huge ancient dragon hovered around her, protecting her like armor.
"Senior, it doesn't have to be like this, I have my own way!"
Qingge frowned and said through the soul.
The ferocious dragon head suddenly came to Qingge's face, faced Qingge face to face, with his fangs exposed, glaring fiercely at Qingge: "Is your method to break and stand again, or to live towards death?
At such a young age, don’t think that you are not afraid of death because you are strong and strong. With me here, you can live a good life.”
Qingge raised her hand and gently rubbed the ancient dragon's head, "Senior, thank you."
There was a time when she almost thought she was a disaster, lamented the injustice of heaven, and was full of sorrow and hatred for the world.
But I don’t know when things changed. The people around me became more and more lovely, and the responsibilities on my shoulders became heavier and heavier. It turns out that the beauty of the world, the mountains and rivers, and the changes in the four seasons, are all the pen of God.
For the rest of her life, she should appreciate it, instead of hating all living beings and facing the world angrily.
The ancient giant dragon felt humiliated when he saw the little girl rubbing his head, like coaxing a child or rubbing a cat or dog, but he snorted softly in front of the Thirty-Two Heavenly Lord, which was quite lazily.
"Did you know that she has no heart, and what keeps her alive is our clan's sacred object, the Purple Moon Flower?"
The old man holding a whisk in his hand spoke sharply.
"I know."
Gulong Road.
"Now, it's time for us to take the Purple Moon Flower back and return it to its original tribe. Is there anything wrong with it?"
The Ice Lotus Lady.
The middle-aged man carrying a sword looked at Qingge and smiled, "Little girl, I'm sorry, the Heaven and Earth Whirling Formation has been shaken, and we must get the Purple Moon Flower back. If it is not a last resort, we don't want to do this."
"no!"
Gu Long was furious: "Without Ziyuehua, she will die!"
"If Purple Moon Flower does not return to Qinglian, all living beings will die!"
The Ice Lotus Lady stood up from the golden light and looked directly at the ancient dragon.
The ancient dragon's body is always wrapped around Qing Ge, with no intention of leaving: "I don't allow it!"
"You are Mr. Zhou's contracted dragon beast, how can you go to war for a mortal woman?"
The Ice Lotus Lady is sullen.
"I understand your thoughts, but... unless you die, you can't touch her."
Gu Long said.
"You are no match for us. A cricket is shaking a tree, and a mantis is using its arm as a chariot. Gu Long, do you still want to do such an overestimating thing?"
The Ice Lotus Lady sneered.
"Even if it is a dead end, I still regard death as home."
Gu Long said in a deep voice.
Gu Long stood in front of Qingge and looked at the thirty-two Tongtian Venerables warily.
Qing Ge placed his hand gently on Long Lin. Gu Long turned back and glared at Qing Ge, "Don't touch this place. It is like the armpit of the human race. It will get oxygen when touched."
Qingge: "..." She was speechless... It turns out that the great ancient dragon also has such a magical part as a creaking nest?
Qingge smiled softly and changed places to caress the dragon: "Senior, go back."
"Go back, where?"
Gu Long was confused.
The next moment, Gu Long was sucked into Qingge's spiritual world. Gu Long was shocked: "Girl, what are you doing? Let me out!"
Qingge stood in the air, sighed, looked at the strong men in all directions calmly, stretched out, and felt as comfortable as walking into his own backyard.
Thirty-two powerful men stared at Qingge intently, and the man with the sword smiled and said: "You girl, aren't you afraid of death?
You are still stretching. It seems that you have never died..." "I'm afraid of death."
Qingge lowered her head, her brows were soft, and the anger in her red eyes turned into a river of autumn water: "I'm afraid that after I die, no one will accompany my grandfather to grow old, and no one will vent her anger on my grandmother's behalf.
I'm afraid that my lover will die alone, I'm afraid that I won't be able to accompany my son and miss his most important growth time, and I'm also afraid that after death, those ferocious-looking bad people will bully my ministers and my people in my land.
Be powerful and blessed.
I never believe in fate, nor do I accept it. I am also strong-willed and not afraid of the dangers ahead. Even if I die, I should live with a smile until the end, and I will not let my enemies succeed.
In this life, I have too many things to do and too many people to protect. In this troubled world, heroes are fighting and evil people are emerging in large numbers. All living beings are just a big dye vat with different colors, but there is a pure land in my heart, above the pure land.
, are the people I love.”
The more than 30 powerful men in heaven actually remained silent and listened carefully, perhaps as a last sign of respect for the deceased.
"I believe you all know that I am a little phantom master. I have not even touched the door of Xuanling, so I will not be your opponent."
Qingge stretched out her left hand, and a green dove appeared in her palm. Qingge smiled and said: "Ah Yue, don't blame Qinglian, don't complain about the world, don't resist the contact of kind people, Purple Moon Flower has given me more life."
Two years, I should be grateful, rather than trying to push myself further."
"If there is an afterlife, I still want to be your wife.
The most regretful thing in this life is probably that I couldn't wear the phoenix and the phoenix and marry you."
"Finally, I love you..." Qing Ling Ge melted into light smoke and disappeared. If she passed away, Qing Ling Ge would bring her words to Ji Yue.
She knows the man she loves so well. If something happens to her, Ji Yue will destroy Xuan Mingxuan at all costs, even if she doesn't become Qing Emperor... There is no absolute standard of right and wrong. Her heart is to steal.
Even if Qingge is not the Holy Mother who came to see the sacred object of green lotus, she still has a ruler in her heart that can tell right from wrong.
People can risk their lives in order to survive, but they cannot violate their principles and bottom line.
Qingge cupped her hands into fists, bent her soft waist, faced the many Tongtian Venerables, and bowed deeply: "Everyone, I have come to Longxiu Fengju to return the Purple Moon Flower. Please take the Purple Moon Flower."
In the past few years, I have been sad and happy, and even when I die, I have no regrets.
She had no way to refuse, and she didn't want to stir up war grudges, she just wanted the grudges to disappear.
Everything is sounding, heaven and earth are silent, and there is silence all around.
The Ice Lotus Lady tried to see a trace of panic and fear on Qingge's face, but she was disappointed.
The song was as indifferent as the wind, regardless of life and death. They never thought that a mortal girl from the human race would be willing to give her heart.