The empress of the One Hundred and Eight Continents... Qingge's heart was pounding hard, and even her soul was trembling.
Qingge suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Uncle Mo. Uncle Mo's eyes were as deep and calm as the ocean, always kind and kind, like an elder full of care.
She didn't see any deceit in Uncle Mo's eyes.
Kind, gentle... Qing Ge is a very ambitious person. From the moment she appeared in Four Stars, she has never concealed her ambition.
The hot blood all over her body and the trembling soul were telling her that she wanted to become the king of this world and reach the peak that no one could match.
The empress of the mere Divine Realm and Heavenly Realm really cannot satisfy her. Her goal is to reach the Heaven Realm.
One hundred and eight continents really made her heart flutter.
However - Qingge smiled jokingly, raised her slender eyes, covered up the sharp light in the depths, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Mo is so proud of me, how could I be so virtuous and capable, why would I do anything for someone like one hundred and eight continents?"
Empress, I am just the Empress of the Heavenly Realm. If the Nine Realms issue an order to merge the planes, I will naturally follow it.
But one hundred and eight continents, that’s all.”
Just the merger of the two planes will lead to bloodshed, constant disputes, and everyone showing off their skills, let alone one hundred and eight continents.
Qingge didn't want to offend the super powerful people from the 108 continents. If he was attacked by the kings of other planes together, he would not be able to survive even if he had nine lives.
Qingge has always been flamboyant and arrogant, but he is also self-aware and has no choice but to get out of the way because of some unnecessary troubles.
Living in this world, there are some unwritten rules that still need to be followed tacitly.
Uncle Mo wasn't upset at all, he smiled and said, "If you don't want to, that's fine."
Uncle Mo walked forward and raised his old, wrinkled hand, and clicked on a hidden grid. The blood-colored scroll was folded upwards, and at the same time, the wall suddenly formed a square door.
After Uncle Mo walked through the door, he turned back and looked at Qingge: "Ci'er's past is all here. As his sister, you should come and take a look."
Qingge hesitated for a moment, and then followed Uncle Mo's pace.
This was a dark room with dark features, as if she was locked in a coffin that could not be opened. The suffocation felt like water from the deep sea rushing in, oppressing and squeezing her nerves.
Every darkness in the secluded room looks like a specimen of a ghost who died unjustly.
Suddenly, the firelight shone on Qingge's face, and her cold black eyes reflected two clusters of swaying fire.
Blue-gray will-o'-the-wisps lit up the quiet room.
With the faint light of the fire, Qingge could clearly see the scene inside. Her heart fell into the abyss in an instant, her eyes were red and moist, and her brows were tightly knitted.
The legs weighed tens of millions of kilograms, embedded in the ground like tree roots, and they could not move away even with all their strength.
In the corner of the secret room, an iron prison glowed with a cold light, and there were many blood stains on the edge.
"This is……?"
Qing Ge is puzzled.
"When he sealed the evil bones, he would easily go crazy. This is the Thunder Cold Iron Prison he asked me to build.
It took him seven days to seal the evil bones."
Uncle Mo walked to the iron prison, squatted down and picked up a rusty iron nail, "This is a soul-eating nail. His evil bones are in his spine. In order to suppress the evil bones, he used one hundred and eight.
All the soul-eating iron nails are driven into the evil bones."
Qingge's eyes widened in horror, her face turned as white as paper, tears flowed from her eyes and dripped down her cheeks. Waves of pain tore through her soul, and the beast hidden in her heart woke up from her deep sleep.
One hundred and eight soul-eating nails... no... Qingge's body trembled, her steps staggered, and she staggered back a few steps.
Her limbs and bones were all cold, she couldn't help shivering, and almost collapsed to the ground, holding on to the wall next to her.
Touching the raised lines with her fingertips, Qingge took her hand away and turned her head to look, tears streaming down her face.
The walls are full of dark words.
——Die, let’s all die.
——What is the difference between this heaven and earth and that coffin?
Only by dying can one escape from the coffin.
——Whoever said parents are selfless are actually selfish.
——I have a sister.
——Her name is Ye Qingge, such a nice name, such a lovely girl.
Why did I suddenly have a heartbeat?
In the past, he was a walking dead. After meeting his sister, he realized that he was a living person and heard the heartbeat for the first time.
The second time is Moyou.
Qingge closed her eyes and burst into tears.
Her ten spirit-eliminating needles were nothing compared to Jiu Ci's one hundred and eight soul-eating nails.
She has a double fate, and her journey is full of troubles, but there are too many people around her to accompany her along the way, but there is only one person in Jiu Ci.
Tell her how to forgive Kong Kong! Even though Kong Kong has died, the sins he committed have not died.
Qingge's throat was sore, like a burning fire, and her body lost all her strength in an instant. She wanted to travel through this cruel time, go back to the old days, hug the young man who was trapped in the cold abyss, and tell him, don't
Afraid, she will wait for him when she is twenty.
"I nailed those soul-eating nails for him."
Uncle Mo said: "I didn't even expect that he could persist. Several times, he was about to go crazy. I told him that my sister was still waiting for him and still needed his protection. He miraculously survived.
Already."
Qingge slowly opened her eyes, and walked to the side of the iron prison calmly. She walked into the iron prison, locked herself in, hugged her legs and sat in the innermost corner with her back against the iron bars, her eyes empty.
Looking ahead helplessly.
The relics in the realm of nothingness were shone with golden light, and she saw a picture.
The green-faced young man was lying here, muttering: Why don't people in this world die?
How boring life is.
It's just that I have a mother, so what are you talking about? I was born to my mother in ten months of pregnancy, but...it's just...I have had stiff wings since I was a child, and I like to fly far away.
For a long time, the young man had a strong profile and was wearing a black robe. He was evil and arrogant, and his eyebrows were a little irritable.
Later, the boy jumped up and down like a monkey in the secluded room, excited and happy.
He held a pillar, tilted his head and asked: Do you have a sister?
You will definitely not be so ugly.
He shook his clothes, brushed his sleeves, cleared his throat, coughed several times, and stretched out his hand: Ye Qingge, right? I am your brother, am I very handsome?
He frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and said again: Come here, call brother.
Seems a little too domineering?
Jiuci suddenly said seriously: From now on, you will have a brother.
Jiuci became more and more anxious as he spoke. He lay on the ground and stared at the sky: It seems that you can't hit something like my sister, right?
When he walked out of the secluded room, he was the evil master who was famous in the nine worlds again.
The all-powerful wind and clouds are so powerful that they are frightened and frightened.
He grabbed a guardian of the nine realms. The man was scared to death and thought he had done something wrong to offend him.