The casual cultivators had green faces and fangs, ferocious and twisted, each one was furious, and their weapons met each other, with no intention of retreating.
It seems that anyone who touches their sole interests will become the poor soul under the knife.
A pair of eyes stared angrily at Qing Ge, as if there was a sea of blood between them.
"Go back to the alliance."
Qiu Qingqing said calmly: "I heard that the empress is not drunk and is a master of the wine country. I also want to have a drink with the empress."
He still has the body of a child, but he speaks like an adult.
Queen Yaochi and others stared at Qiu Qingqing with wide eyes as if they had seen a ghost, seriously suspecting that their brains were short-circuited. Otherwise, why would Qiu Qingqing be so different from usual?
The news about Hefeng Island was given by Qiu Qingqing.
Now, Qiu Qingqing is also planning to give up on these people.
Qing Ge also understood what Qiu Qingqing meant. If he wasted any more time, I'm afraid everyone in the alliance would be stuck somewhere.
All the mediocre people who are obsessed with it have already done their best to benevolent and righteous, so why should they continue to ask for trouble?
Qingge looked at the casual cultivators, hesitated for a long time, raised his hand slightly, raised his chin slightly, and said in a harsh and indifferent tone: "Withdraw!"
With an order, the subordinates of the three princely empires will withdraw from the Zefeng Island and will no longer have disputes with the casual cultivators.
As for the casual cultivators, it was also for their own benefit. Since Empress Ye planned to withdraw, they took many steps back and put down their weapons one by one.
Qing Ge and Qiu Qingqing set foot on the plane beast. Li Qi hesitated and looked at the casual cultivators with confusion.
"Come up."
Qiu Qingqing asked.
"They..." "When people are about to die, burn some paper money for them, so that they can have money to buy money on the road to hell, so that they will not starve to death."
Qiu Qingqing's words were ruthless and cold-blooded. Different from the Qiu Qingqing in his memory, Li Qi looked at Qiu Qingqing complicatedly.
It turns out that time can really change a person.
After decades, she has become like this.
The casual cultivators were the ones she cared about the most, and now she actually watched these people die with cold eyes.
In the past, Qiu Qingqing would have saved them even if he risked his own life, but now... "You are not Li Qiangwei, you are Qiu Qingqing."
Li Qi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times: "Qiqi has listened to your words for so many years, let him be rebellious for once."
"what are you up to?"
Qiu Qingqing asked.
Li Qi said: "There was once a woman who told me that she wanted all the casual practitioners in the world to have homes to return to, wine to drink, and meat to eat.
She will do her best to protect these people and let all the desperadoes in the world have a destination.
But now, that woman is dead."
"I have been looking for her for many years. She has always been in my heart. Now that she is finally here, I, Li Qi, can die willingly."
"I would like to stay on the Zephyr Island, even if I die, I will have no regrets."
Li Qi exhaled, picked up the broken sword from the ground, and wiped the blood and dust on the broken sword with his sleeves.
The next moment, Li Qi turned his back to Qiu Qingqing, carrying the broken sword, and walked towards the casual cultivators.
"Brothers, I, Li Qi, am back."
"Whether you live or die, I, Li Qi, will always protect you."
After Li Qi finished speaking, the casual cultivators immediately became excited and looked at Li Qi with red eyes: "Brother Qi, you are indeed the best."
"..." Qiu Qingqing looked at Li Qi's back indifferently. From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word of condolence, but she never looked away.
Qingge asked jokingly: "Why don't you keep him?
He is very important to you."
"If he wants to die, let him go. He knows he is going to die, but he wants to die. Why should such a fool be kept alive?"
Qiu Qingqing said.
Li Qi, who was walking towards the crowded place, staggered for a moment, then finally put the broken sword on his shoulder and walked forward slowly, pouring into the camp of casual cultivators.
This was the first time that he didn't listen to Li Qiangwei's words.
No, that girl is Qiu Qingqing... Qingge pursed her lips and said no more, but looked at the casual cultivators.
This group of men, for some unknown reason, were very happy and dancing.
They are selfish and want to dig out treasures, stay away from the One Hundred and Eight Lands, and dig out the prison of heavenly calamity.
At this moment, the plane beasts carried people from all continents and left Zefeng Island.
Among the crowd, Li Qi turned back to look at Qiu Qingqing. Why did the city lord he longed for suddenly become so strange?
Qiu Qingqing's figure was very small, standing with her hands behind her back, looking old-fashioned. There was loneliness and desolation in her body, as well as a faint chill that was waiting to happen.
Her heart was filled with hatred.
She is no longer the Li Qiangwei who enjoys revenge.
When the plane beast was rising, Qingge leaned on the beast's wings, folded her hands across her chest, and looked at Qiu Qingqing with lazily narrowed eyes.
Qiu Qingqing stood up straight, her eyes like swords.
She is no longer the girl who loves roses.
After a long while, Qing Ge laughed and said, "Do you want to use your own life to resist the fire of the abyss this time?"
Qiu Qingqing suddenly looked at Qingge: "Impossible."
"You've already planned to do this."
Qingge looked at her.
The sound of wind is ringing in my ears, the sky of flames is above my head, and the abyss is beneath my feet.
Qiu Qingqing looked at Qing Ge coldly, and after a long time, he laughed: "As expected of you. At that time in Wen Min San Alley, you were the one who firmly believed that I was the one who gave me the way to escape from the catastrophe of the alliance. Now, you are the one who gave me a way to escape."
, only you understand me."
"Your lover is right there, why don't you go take a look?"
Qingge glanced sideways.
The planar beasts on the left followed them step by step. They were all people from the Wutai Alliance, especially Zhang Liren. Their eyes were distressing.
Uneasy, cautious, some surprises, and even more pain.
He was such a chessboard that Qiu Qingqing could turn around and take a look, but even though Qing Ge said so, Qiu Qingqing had no intention of looking at Zhang Liren at night.
"In the vast sea of people, he hasn't found me for decades, has he?
This disappoints me."
Qiu Qingqing said.
"He is already looking for you with all his heart."
Singing softly.
"Empress, do you have any wine?"
Qiu Qingqing asked.
Qingge took out a crystal-clear glass wine pot: "This is heart-broken wine, brewed by the ghost king of the evil palace himself. It is a rare and fine wine that can only be tasted in a hundred years. Unless you are a distinguished guest, you are not allowed to drink it."
"I have long heard that there is a wine named Broken Heart. As the name suggests, drinking it can taste the feeling of heartbroken. I would like to drink it to see if it can break the heart."
Qiu Qingqing took the heartbroken wine and drank it in one gulp, but a tear fell from the end of her left eye.
She closed her eyes and threw the wine bottle, falling into the bottomless abyss of the void.
Qingge looked at Qiu Qingqing carefully, she still had the same eyebrows, but two earth-shaking auras.
Qiu Qingqing's lips trembled and she whispered: "Qin Lingzu of the Temple of Heaven, for profit, slaughtered my Rose City and burned it with fire.
If you go to three thousand lives, you will become her enemy."