She was lying unscrupulously on the ancient Chima car like a romantic young lady. When she woke up, it was already midnight.
I felt so comfortable sleeping this time.
Qingge stepped out of the ancient Chima chariot and found three teams of people lined up, seemingly guarding the side.
Qingge twitched her face and twitched the corner of her mouth.
Could these three teams be waiting for her to wake up?
"Are you in the Endless Land?"
Qing Ge asked.
"arrive."
"Why didn't you call me?"
"Master Ye, they are reluctant to wake you up."
Hua Wu Lei tells the truth.
Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Liu Ye and others, showing a complete tacit understanding.
The long battle made them feel connected. These people are all her comrades-in-arms.
Qing Ge is a body of divine punishment, and his fate also has strange signs. He has indeed suffered a lot in the past few years.
The only thing Qing Ge is happy about is that no one has betrayed her.
As long as these people are still there and as long as the blood can still boil, she will never give up! "Don't think that this young master will be moved."
Qing Ge shrugged and closed the beauty fan: "Let's go, Ta Wuji!"
When the three teams were preparing to set off, a column of ancient winged horses happened to stop. It was Mu Ruge and the Lucas mercenary group.
Qingge noticed that there was a follower beside Mu Ruge. The man was very strange. His walking posture was a bit wrong, and his hair was not raised up with crown jade. It was all down.
Both sides of the man's face were completely unrecognizable. They had been burned by fire, and the scars were always flashing with dazzling firelight.
The man always held Mu Ruge's arm. Although Mu Ruge spoke affectionately and caringly, Qingge caught the look of disgust in Mu Ruge's eyes.
Since you are disgusted, why bother dealing with this man?
Qing Ge has never been a nosy person, but for some reason, when he sees the man whose appearance is ruined, he feels a dull pain in his heart.
Her eyes seemed to be locked and she couldn't move away. She could only stare at the man.
As if aware of Qingge's gaze, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at Qingge.
The moment they looked at each other, Huzi's blood-red eyes burst into tears.
Mu Ruge hurriedly wiped away the tears on Huzi's face and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?
Did you remember something?"
Huzi shook his head: "Master, the wind is so strong that it hurts my eyes. Master, please give me a breath."
Mu Ruge was impatient and saw Huzi looking at her eagerly, so she could only breathe lightly into Huzi's eyelids.
Huzi smiled and said: "Master is a fairy in the sky. With the fairy energy, my eyes will no longer hurt."
Master.
When did Mu Ruge get such a disciple?
Qingge has doubts in her heart.
"This person is a high-level demon-fallen man from the east of the Eternal Jungle."
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon explained to him.
"Is it him?"
How could he become Mu Ruge's disciple?
What Qingge didn't understand even more was why he kept looking at this person.
"Sir, we should go quickly. We have wasted a lot of time just now. We must go there early to occupy our position."
Liu Yaner said.
"Well, let's go."
Qing Ge concentrated on looking away and no longer looked at Hu Zi.
The endless land is right in front of you, a scene of winter.
Snow is falling, the sky is freezing, and the cold air is surging! Qingge leads three teams into the Promise Land.
Legend has it that the Wuji Path is all here, but no one has realized the Wuji yet.
Hua Wu Lei said: "In the Kaitian era, our royal family had an old man named Wuji. A Wuji sword could destroy the world, eliminate demons, and kill demons.
In the past countless years, some people have boldly speculated that the end of the Wuji Dao is the divine way! What a pity, our royal family is famous for its Wuji Dao in the Open Heaven era, but today's human cultivators have forgotten the foundation of the emperor.
, no one can understand Wuji anymore.”
Murong Chuan sighed: "Yes, Wuji is such a distant existence. No one among the thousands of tribes understands Wuji."
At this point, Murong Chuan slapped his head suddenly, reached out with his long arm, and called Zhang Liren: "Brother Liren, tell me, if I can't find the Red Dragon Fruit, can I understand the Tao of Wuji or something?
My right eyelid kept twitching yesterday, which is unstoppable good luck. I looked at the almanac today and it said it was time to travel. It was a good sign."
Murong Chuan became more and more excited as he talked. Zhang Liren glanced at Murong Chuan helplessly and decided to pour cold water on him: "Boss, if your left eye jumps for wealth and the other eye jumps for disaster, you are causing a bloody disaster."
Bang.
Murong Chuan slapped Zhang Liren on the head, and then slapped Zhang Liren on the mouth. Then he clasped his hands together and muttered: "Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense are you talking about? Children's words are not forbidden. Children's words are not forbidden. Everyone."
Immortal Lu, don’t listen to his nonsense, please give me the infinite way.”
Zhang Liren: "..." When will this tall and strong man get rid of his whimsical habits?
Zhang Liren touched the swelling on his head and thought about going back to complain to his sister-in-law.
Lou Lan leaned next to the Thirteenth Emperor's Uncle, "Is Murong Chuan really the Marquis of the Wutai Alliance?
What a wonderful flower.”
The thirteenth emperor's uncle stroked his beard and said with a smile: "How can the princess say that? That's true temperament."
Lou Lan stuck out his tongue.
The Thirteenth Emperor was stunned, and then smiled kindly and kindly.
Ever since the little princess fell into the glacier and became ill, Princess Loulan has been frowning. How has she ever smiled like this?
The Thirteenth Emperor couldn't help but look at the man in red walking on the other side. Judging from the loyal attitude of Ye Qingcheng and others, he could tell that this was a very charming man.
He seemed to be very contagious, and Princess Loulan was much happier when she was by his side.
Qing Ge was walking in the front, surrounded by snow and ice. She was a deep red that caught people off guard.
There was a lot of traffic, and the practitioners passing by could not help but stop and stare.
They have never seen such a man, who is both a demon and an elegant man.
She is clearly so charming, romantic and uninhibited, and has an air of natural luxury.
I walked leisurely while singing softly, looking around at the scenery of Wuji Land.
Not far behind, Mu Ruge and the man's voice came.
"Master, why are you frowning? Master, don't frown. Huzi will help you find the Red Dragon Fruit."
"..." A pair of soft boots rested on the ice.
The flying snow all solidified at this moment, like a frozen scene.
Qing Ge lazily and indifferently raised her eyelids and looked forward.
The fan in her hand fell to the ground.
Chest, dull.
Heart, slightly heavy.
Qingge's eyes are empty.
At that moment, her pain came from the snow and ice in the sky.
She looked back slowly, inch by inch.
Huzi held Mu Ruge's arm, and Mu Ruge could hardly hold back the disgust in her eyes.
Qingge's hands were trembling, and her long and narrow eyes seemed to be filled with black mist and evil energy.
The murderous aura is overwhelming! The evil is deep in the bones! The world with her as the center is cold and solemn.
Qingge stared at Mu Ruge behind him, with an expressionless face and a stern expression.