"Grand Master, there are very few people in the world who have evil bones, let alone those who have soul-eating nails. How can you find such a person?"
The slightly younger Grandmaster frowned and said.
The old Grand Master stroked his beard and sighed: "Because I don't have it, I, Bahuangcai...can't escape this disaster.
As long as you still have breath, you have to find this person!"
"If there really is such a person, and he can save hundreds of millions of living beings in the Eight Desolations with one person's power, it will be considered his blessing. The people of the Eight Desolations will all respect him as a living Bodhisattva."
"..." Royal Palace.
Qing Ge broke out in cold sweat, her face was as pale as paper, she suddenly opened her eyes, and the eight desolate runes that slowly unfolded fell from her legs to the ground.
Qing Ge didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his hands were trembling, his eyes were as red as blood, and his lips were trembling.
Her cheeks seemed to have been drained of all the blood, leaving them frighteningly pale.
"Girl?
What happened?
What exactly is recorded in the Bahuang runes?"
Senior Gu Long asked.
The Bahuang Rune is a treasure from 30,000 years ago. With the soul power of the ancient dragon, it is impossible to follow Qing Ge’s spiritual consciousness to view the information left in the Bahuang Rune.
Qingge squatted down, stretched out his trembling hands slowly, picked up the Bahuang rune that had fallen to the ground, rolled it up, and stepped out of the palace.
The Queen of Yaochi came from outside with a happy face: "Empress, your decision is really good. I saw a very touching scene in the east of God's Domain City. Do you have...Empress?"
What’s wrong with you?"
The Queen of Yaochi suddenly changed the subject and looked at Qingge in confusion. She had rarely seen the Queen of Night like this. She was like a lonely ghost with no home, wandering around the world like a zombie. Her eyes were unfocused and her pure black eyes were like
The ink cannot be melted away, and the whites of his eyes are covered with bright red bloodshot eyes, as if he has not slept all night, and more like the eve of a violent rage. His whole body exudes a frightening aura, like volcanic lava that is about to erupt, overturning the world at any time.
Qingge didn't seem to hear the Queen of Yaochi's voice, and even bumped into the Queen of Yaochi with her shoulder as she walked forward.
The Queen of Yaochi looked back, "The direction the Queen is going to is... Yingying Pavilion!"
Liang Xiao came from one side of the corridor and noticed something strange about Queen Yaochi.
"Xiang Liang, the Empress is in a very wrong state. Go and check quickly to find out who the Empress has met before and what happened to her."
Queen Yaochi said worriedly and anxiously.
Liang Xiao was about to go find Qing Ge. Hearing this, he nodded: "Yes."
Outside the heroic attic, Qing Ge stopped. She didn't turn her head to look, but she heard Jiu Ci's voice.
Before the disaster, Jiu Ci wanted to stay with little Mo You every moment. Even in his dreams, he would say that if there was an afterlife, he would still like to meet Mo You and marry him, so that he would have no regrets in this life.
Jiuci took out a small object from his arms. It was very mysterious. It was wrapped in two layers of veil and slowly unwrapped. It was some jewelry.
"Does it look good?"
Jiuci asked.
Moyou frowned, showing a hint of displeasure: "I'm not interested in these vulgar things, they're too fancy."
Jiuci held the jewelry in one hand, raised a long finger with the other hand, flicked Moyou's plump forehead hard, raised his chin slightly, and said with pretense of pride: "You little girl, what do you know?
Lao Tang told me that there is a temple in Haitang continent called Lingshan Temple, which is particularly efficacious.
My husband followed Lao Tang all the way to Haitang Continent and asked for it from Lingshan Temple. Lao Tang said it was a piece of jewelry that had been blessed. The man gave it to his sweetheart. On the road to hell, he could see the light of development and find you.
.”
Mo You's eyes moved slightly, then he stopped struggling and stood obediently, letting Jiu Ci insert hairpins for her like playing with a porcelain doll, and put a shiny bracelet on her.
They are all piles of glittering gold, which is really vulgar, but after giving it a beautiful illusion, it seems to have become a bit romantic.
What makes Mo You even more dumbfounded is that, except for his sister, Jiu Ci has no fear of heaven or earth. He has never believed in gods or Buddhas. Sometimes he dares to speak arrogantly, saying that he wants the gods and Buddhas to surrender to him. This is a big deal.
To be disrespectful is really arrogant.
But, he was like this, for his sister and his sweetheart, he was willing to believe in gods and Buddhas once, and he smiled like a young man who was just in love at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
Moyou put on the gold hairpin and gold collar. Not only was it not tacky, but it became more beautiful and charming.
The girl is like the wind, her eyebrows are like paintings, and her most gentle smile makes her lover's bones soften, and he is willing to die for her thousands of times.
Jiu Ci picked him up from the waist, and Mo You wanted to get down, "It's so rude, let me go."
"Is there anything wrong with me hugging my wife?
If you want me to let go, do you want me to hug her?
If you think so, I will go to the brothel right now."
Jiu Ci Dao.
Mo You's face turned darker and darker, and she was quite sulky. When she heard that Jiu Ci was about to hug her, her heart ached, but she was so proud that she would never give in or stop him.
Mo You turned his head and looked away, pursed his lips tightly into a pale line, and a careless voice sounded in his ears: "Is the young master really gone?"
"Go if you want."
Mo You couldn't help but said.
Jiu Ci put down Mo You and turned around to leave. His cool and carefree appearance made people wonder whether he had really loved her.
Moyou stood alone on the dry land, surrounded by flames and red light reflected the sky. She lowered her eyelashes as thick as cattail leaves in despair, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips.
She is suitable for a person, like the unfettered wind, looking for the end of mourning.
Moyou's heart was filled with sorrow and sorrow. It felt like a savage beast had swallowed her up. Her limbs and bones were all weak. Even though her soul exerted all its strength, her legs seemed to be rooted in the ground. She couldn't take a single step even with all her strength.
.
She didn't know what was going on. She seemed to be out of control, and an inexplicable emotion came over her like a roaring sea, swallowing her up.
Moyou lowered his head and seemed to hear the sound of wind in his ears.
"Look, she is sad."
"..." Are you sad?
Moyou clenched his hands tightly.
How can a rootless wind be sad?
Suddenly, warmth came from behind, and she fell into a strong embrace.
Jiu Ci picked her up again, his voice full of magnetism, and said in a low voice: "It's cold outside, so I went to get some clothes for you."
The outer shirt wrapped Moyou around, revealing a faint fragrance.
Mo You opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at Jiu Ci's side face.
Jiuci put his feet on the ground, jumped up after a few steps, and climbed onto the back of the plane beast.
Moyou still wanted to leave, but Jiuci never let go. He hugged her behind him, rested his chin on her shoulder, and leaned next to Moyou's ear, breathing hot air: "I will never let go of you, let alone
He would hug other women, but there is nothing he can do about it, I am just an infatuated person."