The smell, like a rotting corpse, spread in the Fenghua Hall that was shrouded by Fairy Shengyu's formation.
The young man dressed in red held a bottomed wine glass, revealing a cold white wrist under his sleeves.
She slowly put down her wine glass, opened her fan, and casually drew an arc with its blue-gray light blade.
Where the light blade hit the black blood soil, it instantly ignited into a burst of blazing flames, burning the soil piled in the blood and Mu Ruge who fell to the ground into ashes.
"If she was your destiny star, why would she die like this?" Gu Long's remnant soul asked in surprise.
Qing Ge curled her pretty lips and smiled lightly: "If we can't find her roots, she won't die, but she can be quiet for a while."
Mu Ruge was the most perfect work in the hands of Master Lingxu. He knelt down weakly, his wide-open pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and tears actually flowed out.
He was about to succeed, but he didn't know that the sun was setting over the mountains, all his previous efforts were in vain, and his work turned into a wisp of ashes.
Qingge looked at Master Lingxu with disdain, a desolate smile on her lips, like a poppy blooming at dawn.
She leaned lightly on the chair and lowered her eyes lazily.
Craftsman Lingxu was dragged away by the armor-piercing soldiers, and Mu Ruge was burned in the fire. Craftsman Lingxu no longer had the strength to struggle.
It's like a person who has given up hope in life and is already a zombie.
Qing Ge slowly looked away.
The dark flames burned away everything about Mu Ruge, and there was no longer a pungent smell in the hall, as if everything had recovered.
Although the Seventh Princess was curious about Mu Ruge's face that was very similar to the Empress of Heaven's Realm, her focus was now on the Red Dragon Fruit.
"This thief has been dealt with, and the Red Dragon Fruit should be returned to the hands of the princess." King Jianglong personally brought the Red Dragon Fruit to the Seventh Princess: "The Seventh Princess has been very kind to Jianglong, and this Red Dragon Fruit is
I hope the princess will accept the treasure Jiang Long gave to the princess."
The Seventh Princess generously accepted the Red Dragon Fruit, and her suspenseful heart sank. She handed the Red Dragon Fruit to Yun Shen, thinking that it would make up for the loss of the spiritual ring, and also ease the tension between her and Yun Shen.
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At this point, it was almost the end of the King's birthday banquet.
At the end, the young dancers swayed their slender waists, and the hairpins in their buns reflected the beautiful light, like the daffodils in full bloom.
"Nice figure." Qing Ge drank wine and admired the dancing postures of the women. She nodded with a smile, lightly holding the wine glass with her white hands. When she turned slightly sideways, her clothes opened a little, revealing her exquisite and delicate collarbones.
Loulan pursed her lips, her eyes moving back and forth between Qingge and the dancing girl, thinking: It turns out that the young master likes this one.
The lowered eyes of King Jianglong hid a breath as sharp as a sword. Hearing Qingge's words, King Jianglong didn't know what he was thinking.
The birthday banquet was over and the night was already deep. The seventh princess rushed back to Shenyue City without stopping. Before leaving, she told Yan Liufang something in her ear.
Qingge looked at the back of the seventh princess, raised her eyebrows slightly, shrugged, and wanted to return to the former emperor's old palace.
After working hard for a while from the monument to the Dragon Subduing Palace, she felt tired.
Mu Qingxue came in a hurry and stopped Qing Ge. She did not speak or smile, but bowed solemnly several times.
"Thank you." After a long time, Mu Qingxue said.
"Go back, the outside is not as good as home." Qing Ge walked lazily onto the ancient car.
"Yes." Mu Qingxue choked.
When the ancient car was about to drive towards the former emperor's old palace, there were many sounds in the silent palace. Not long after, the bead curtain on the front side of the ancient car was opened. Liu Yan'er looked at Qingge and said: "Lilac
Madam, you set yourself on fire."
Qingge's eyes were like a cold pool with no ripples in sight, her expression remained unchanged, and she said after a long time: "Go back."
"Um."
Mrs. Lilac is the princess who subdues the dragon, and she is a proud woman.
If she wants to get married, no one in the world can stop her. Even if Shangguan Rui is a mediocre person, as long as it is the person she likes, this south wall will be hit.
Later, her pregnancy and childbirth left her with a disease that prevented her from cultivating normally, and she became an old lady. Among them, Shangguan Rui had a history of having trouble with her intestines, but she scared them away with a whip.
What happened at the Flower Temple was the last straw that broke Mrs. Dingxiang's mind.
What Qingge didn't understand was why Mrs. Dingxiang set herself on fire at the King's birthday banquet... She should have this King in her heart.
Qingge's eyes narrowed and she suddenly looked outside the ancient car. Immediately, she smiled desolately: Mrs. Dingxiang probably did not set herself on fire, but died unexpectedly.
The ancient car moved forward all the way, heading straight to the former emperor's old mansion.
Qing Ge rubbed her temples and was about to open the door and walk into the house to have a good rest. Suddenly she found that her house was filled with beauties. If she looked carefully at their faces, they all seemed to be the dancing girls in the magnificent palace just now.
It's a pity that she just praised her, and these people tried to flatter them by flattering them, but unfortunately, she didn't accept this trick.
"Get out of here." Qingge said lazily.
The beauties dispersed in a hurry and fled in a hurry.
After a moment, Liu Yan'er and Long Shitian appeared in front of the door. They were both two extremely handsome young men, and they were quite mocking.
"Our romantic Mr. Ye is actually a gentleman, and he is still able to stay calm. It's really admirable." Liu Yan'er said.
Long Shitian leaned against the lintel of the door, "Who are we, sir, who can't catch the eye because of his ordinary beauty? If it's not for the beauty of the country and the fragrance of the sky, like fishes and geese, who would be worthy of Young Master Ye's couch?"
The two of them sang together, joking and singing to their heart's content.
Qingge looked at the bed where the beauties had been lying, rubbed her brows, and ordered someone to change it to a new soft quilt.
She is a mysophobic young lady.
"Sir, Mrs. Dingxiang was most likely killed by the queen." Liu Yan'er said: "Although Mrs. Dingxiang is haggard and tired, with her personality, even if she is going to die, she will never be at the king's birthday banquet."
"Shangguan Rui is the younger brother of Queen Jianglong. Because of his affair with Mu Qingxue, he was deposed by Madam Ding Xiang. He will spend the rest of his life lying in a hospital bed. I'm afraid the queen has already kept the secret from Madam Ding Xiang." Long Shitian said.
"Is there any news from the palace?" Qingge asked quietly.
"They all say that she died of self-immolation, and there is also Mrs. Ding Xiang's last letter." Liu Yan'er sighed: "Only Mu Qingxue did not believe that Mrs. Ding Xiang self-immolated, and begged the king to find out the truth about Mrs. Ding Xiang's death, but was imprisoned in the sky prison.
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Mu Qingxue's pale face appeared in Qingge's mind, and she immediately said: "Bring her to the late emperor's old palace."
Liu Yan'er and Long Shitian looked at each other, walked out of the former emperor's old mansion, and took an ancient carriage to the palace.
Qingge sat cross-legged in the house, circulating her aura, sinking in her heart, and slowly cultivating the powerful aura of the former Ghost City Lord.
The spiritual level has the state of immortality, and the state of the same level in the dark level is: Yama.
Before the former city lord was killed by his sweetheart, he was in the realm of Yama!
Qing Ge was only moved by the words of her former city lord. When she cultivated to immortality, no one dared to touch her evil spirit tendons!