Mu Qingxue's eyes had changed, but Shangguan Rui didn't notice it. He thought it was Mu Qingxue who suddenly woke up.
Mu Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes darkening slightly.
"You have suffered, I will love you well."
Shangguan Rui picked up Mu Qingxue by the waist.
Mu Qingxue hooked her hands around Shangguan Rui's neck, with a smile on her face, wanting to reject him but still welcoming him.
How could Shangguan Rui endure her like this?
... Qing Ge stood in front of the tent, shaking his fan, looking up at the moon, but thinking about the mountains, rivers and clouds in his heart.
This "Landscape and Cloud Atlas" is a great treasure! Qing Ge lives in the secular world and is a common person. He will smile when he sees the treasures of heaven and earth, and he will be ecstatic when he sees the golden mountains entering the mountains.
The cold wind was blowing, and the chill in the night was getting worse. Qing Ge was wearing a thick velvet blanket cloak, and her silver-gray hair was piled on both sides of her shoulders, making her bright and elegant.
Huzi felt the wind and looked at the fan in the light singer. Is it so hot, Mr. Ye? Who can do such a thing like shaking a fan in the ice and snow?
"There is wind in all directions, why do you still fan?"
Huzi asked honestly.
Qingge stopped shaking the fan and tapped Huzi's forehead: "What you are shaking is not the fan, but my coolness. You are still young and don't understand."
Huzi: "Oh..." "Ye Yatou, what are you planning?"
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon asked.
Qingge smiled mysteriously: "The Shangguan family has a very good background."
The remnant soul of Gu Long shuddered and secretly sweated for Shangguan Rui.
There is nothing good to be gained from the prey that this girl targets.
There are also resource mines in the Dragon Subduing Domain, I'm afraid she is also making plans.
She is an expert in deception and abduction, and she is still a powerful empress. How can this girl know everything at such a young age?
Gu Long's remnant soul couldn't help but think of Mr. Zhou. When he followed Mr. Zhou, he had lived a life of poverty.
Mr. Zhou was an upright man, indifferent to fame and fortune, and regarded money as dirt.
Even if the Yuanjing Mine is placed in front of Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou will not be moved.
Look at this girl again, she is completely different from Mr. Zhou.
Qing Ge stood in the cold wind for a long time before returning to the camp to rest, still thinking about Hua Wu Lei.
She was still a little worried that removing the star brand would make the warehouse very empty.
In fact, it is not that there are no other ways, such as marriage, registered from the nine realms, but the marriage here is not a casual marriage, but a marriage between the nobles of the two planes, making the two planes become friends, and they will never be together.
Start a war.
Hua Wulei's status in Jianglong is only the captain of a low-level mercenary group, and cannot be a candidate for marriage.
Moreover, Mu Qingxue had already married into the Shangguan family before, so this kind of thing shouldn't happen too often.
Qingge rubbed her temples and thought about things before she fell asleep without even realizing it.
The day when the red dragon fruit will be released is approaching. In these few days, every team is full of energy and concentration.
The hired mercenaries got busy, preparing to rob the red dragon fruit for their employer.
The respective teams will also inquire about each other.
Only the Qingge team no one dared to offend.
More than a hundred teams have already spread the news about Qingge, and they all say that Young Master Ye is the Demon Palace of the You Clan.
As a result, everyone suddenly felt unlucky. They came all the way to the Dragon Subduing Domain just to snatch the Red Dragon Fruit. Once the Youzu Demon Palace takes action, will others still have a share?
Even though they knew that there was a 90% chance that the Red Dragon Fruit would be in Master Ye's bag, the teams from other planes were not discouraged. Even if there was only a 10% chance, they still had to fight for it! Finally, the time has come.
The day when Qiankun Tianji was discovered.
In the evening, Qing Ge took Number 2 and Hu Zi quietly to the north of Wuji Land.
Loulan counted the time, put on a cloak as black as thick ink, looked at each other and walked out of the tent together with the Thirteenth Emperor's uncle.
Wuji North.
Qing Ge and Lou Lan met.
Loulan clasped his fists: "Young Master Ye, I will do my best."
"very good."
Qingge sat on the chaise longue set down by No. 2, and Huzi covered Qingge with a thick blanket.
Loulan, the Thirteenth Emperor just looked at the surrounding scenery for a while, and when he looked back, he saw Qing Ge lying on the imperial concubine chair, sleeping soundly, very sweetly.
Loulan frowned: "Uncle, did Mr. Ye sleep too much?"
"For adult practitioners, it's a bit much."
The Thirteenth Emperor nodded.
Mr. Ye slept so much that the Thirteenth Emperor almost thought he was the god of sleep.
Lou Lan sat down helplessly. He was originally nervous, but now he relaxed.
During the fight for the Red Dragon Fruit, this young man could sleep soundly. Loulan had to doubt the importance of the Red Dragon Fruit.
They had been waiting since evening, and time passed slowly. No one came to Wuji North for the time being.
midnight.
On the west side of Wuji, a brilliant ray of light lit up, and the ancient atmosphere and the fragrance of divine fruits floated in every corner of Wuji.
At that moment, everyone in the hundreds of teams changed their minds.
Qing Ge woke up from her sleep and looked at the anxious Lou Lan. She found an anxious look in Lou Lan's eyes.
"Sir, the direction seems to be wrong."
Lou Lan said.
Qing Ge licked her lips, grabbed the fan, and knocked on Hu Zi who was sleeping on his stomach.
"The location is indeed wrong, the Red Dragon Fruit is in the western part of Wuji."
Singing softly.
Loulan bit her lip lightly, "It's too late..." "How did you know it was too late until the last moment?"
Qingge smiled and said: "Princess Loulan, don't give up."
Lou Lan raised his bright eyes and looked at Qing Ge in surprise, then he clenched his fists to encourage himself: "Okay! Never say never."
Qingge stretched and walked slowly to the west.
Loulan was rushing to the west side of Wuji with the Thirteenth Emperor's Uncle, and found that Qingge and the others were not around him. When he turned around, he saw Qingge walking around and looking at the flowers, leisurely.
"Master Ye, this is too leisurely..." Lou Lan was helpless, how could there be such a willful person.
Loulan simply waited for Qingge. After Qingge arrived, Loulan's mouth dropped, "Sir, you are too slow. By the time we go to the west, the day lilies will be cold."
"Instead of rushing along, why not enjoy the scenery along the way?"
Qingge admired the beautiful scenery, nodded frequently, and even felt inspired to recite a poem.
Loulan was sluggish, and the Thirteenth Emperor was petrified.
Huzi and Erhao were like two wooden stakes on both sides of Qingge's back.
"Girl, don't you really want the Red Dragon Fruit? Why don't you go quickly?"
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon sounded a reminder.
Qingge tapped her shoulder with her fan, smiled, and said through her soul: "I believe that Hua Wulei and the Heavenly Pole of Heaven and Earth forged by her can do nothing wrong."
"But it turns out that the data given by Qiankun Tianji is wrong."
The ancient dragon's remnant soul said.
In front of the camp in the distance, Hua Wu Lei was pacing around from dusk to midnight, grabbing his short gray hair from time to time, with an anxious look on his face.
When midnight comes, the sound from the west rises to the sky, irritating the eardrums of every cultivator.
Hua Wudi paused and looked towards the western sky. Under the light green aurora and in the shadow of the moon, a beautiful tree grew from the ground in the western part of Wuji.
That is... the dragon and phoenix sacred tree.
The dragon and phoenix sacred tree that can bear fruit is rare.
The gorgeous light reflected on Hua Wu Lei's cheeks, and her dark eyes widened slightly.
"Western...how could it be...it's over...it's over..." Qiankun Tianji, who she was proud of and full of confidence, gave wrong data.
Along the way, Princess Loulan and Mr. Ye helped her unconditionally, but she gave her a ridiculous and irrelevant position.
During this period of contact, Hua Wulei also knew that Loulan and Ye Gongzi both wanted to win the Red Dragon Fruit, but they never imagined that it would be such a result.
Did she let them down?
Hua Wulei slowly squatted down, holding her head in her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly.
"Captain Hua, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Yaner asked.
Hua Wulei raised her head, tears streaming down her face: "Master Liu, I seem to have given you wrong data, will you be disappointed in me?
Because of this wrong data, they are likely to miss out on the red dragon fruit."
The sacred tree on the west side is glowing, spreading its branches under the shadow of the moon, like a tree growing on the land of the gods.
Long Shitian and others also arrived here. One look at the direction to the west and they would probably know why Hua Wulei was sad.
Liu Yan'er said: "There are no perfect people or magic weapons in the world. Occasionally there are some shortcomings and imperfections, which is the best.
The young master will not be disappointed in you. Since he believes in you, this is his choice."
"I..." "It's just unintentional wrong data. Don't keep it in mind. Do you want me to not only get the Red Dragon Fruit, but also to see you lose your face?"
Liu Yan'er patiently persuaded: "Wu Lei, you have to learn to adapt to circumstances and learn to be at peace with the situation. The more panicked you are, the more you have to stay calm and find the perfect solution."
Hua Wu Lei bit her lip tightly.
"Let's go to the west and see the excitement."
Long Shitian walked over with a smile.
Liu Yan'er patted Hua Wulei on the shoulder: "Stop Moji, follow me."
In this group of friends who know how to tolerate, understand and help each other, Hua Wulei feels the true warmth.
No one blamed her.
Hua Wulei gathered her new mood, took the Blood Moon mercenaries with her, and followed Liu Yan'er and the others.
You'er and Xiaojiu pushed the little princess to the west. It happened that from the camp opposite, He Lanchun pushed Huangfu in a wheelchair out. They looked at each other without saying anything.
I once had everything to say, but now I have nothing to say.
We are now strangers and no longer have close interactions with each other.
The little princess's hands were warming the warm stone given by the imperial sister. The wind in Wuji Land was strong, and the little princess was wrapped in thick clothes.
"Arou."
Huangfu Qi saw the little princess's injuries. Every injury had a direct or indirect relationship with him.
The little princess seemed not to hear, raising her hand to hook her hair behind her ear.
You'er pushed the little princess to the right, causing the two of them to lose sight of each other.
"Arou!"
Huangfu Qi's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
The little princess turned back, a smile appeared on her pale face, her eyes were clear and moving, like a beautiful elf in the dark night, a pure and white fairy in the palace of God.
In her eyes, there was no sadness or joy, no storm, no admiration, and even...him.
At that moment, Huangfu's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he was in great pain, as if he had lost his soul, and there was no strength in his whole body.
The little princess no longer looked at him, but looked straight ahead.
Huangfu Qi seemed to have lost the most precious thing in his heart, and had no true love in his life... His throat was sore and painful, and tears flowed from his eyes.
"A Rou..." This sound was so soft that only he and the snowy night could hear it.
He Lanchun lowered his eyes and looked at Huangfu Qi, narrowed his eyes, pushed the wheelchair, and led the prince's majestic subordinates to the west side of Wuji.
Tonight is destined to be lively.
The bright light filled the sky, tearing apart the darkness of the night.
Carnival, shouting, surging.
Hundreds of cultivators, all the top elites of the One Hundred and Eight Continents, couldn't wait when the breath of the sacred tree came from the western part of Wuji.
Sacred tree, red dragon fruit.
Practitioners have many hopes and greed in their hearts.
Among this group of hurried cultivators, only one person is special.
Wearing a red dress, she walked slowly, smiling all the way. In the cold wind, she played with her broken fan for the sake of a bit of noble nobleman's unrestrainedness.
The other four people all followed her, but they were not as leisurely as she was. They slept before the red dragon fruit was born, and after it was born, they enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way and the aurora in the sky.
Icebergs, patches of snow, cool breeze blowing on her face, made her feel happy.