Qingge sat cross-legged, staring at the eight desolate runes floating in the air and slowly unfolding, especially the blank part in the middle, which made her puzzled.
What kind of secrets are hidden in the land of empty runes?
What kind of thrilling story happened 30,000 years ago in those few words in the history books?
Qing Ge was thinking hard and was so lost in thought that she didn't notice that Nu Qi had been staying nearby for a long time.
It wasn't until Nu Qi took two or three steps in the direction of the Bahuang Rune that Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and then he looked towards Nu Qi, only to see Nu Qi looking at the Bahuang Rune eagerly.
After meditating quietly for a moment, he asked: "Senior Brother Ah Qi?"
Nu Qi raised her hand and pointed at the Bahuang Rune: "Can I... eat it?"
Qing Ge smiled helplessly, looking at Nu Qi with eyes full of doting.
This senior brother really loves to eat.
"This is very important. We can't eat it for now. What do you like to eat? Just tell the cook to make it, okay?" Qingge was very patient.
"oh."
Nu Qi responded in a low voice and walked out in despair.
Passing by the table, he sniffed and lifted the wine bottle next to the medicinal ingredients: "Can I drink it?"
Qingge narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Okay."
After finishing speaking, Qingge was suddenly stunned. Thinking of Nu Qi's last drinking state, she suddenly felt something bad.
"Senior brother, you can't drink that wine..." But before Qing Ge could stop him in time, Nu Qi raised her head and drank a pot of Beauty Drunk. She also smacked her mouth twice and drank with gusto.
boom!
Nu Qi's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground suddenly.
Qing Ge held his forehead and twitched the corner of his mouth twice.
She knew this would be the case.
"Senior Brother Ah Qi?" Qing Ge looked over and asked tentatively.
Nu Qi put her hands on the ground and lowered her head, feeling a little decadent. She lazily raised her head and raised a pair of pure black eyes, smiling at Qing Ge, "Little junior sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so beautiful that my heart flutters."
Qingge: "..."
Qing Ge didn't know how to explain this kind of Nu Qi.
She also didn't know what happened to Nu Qi after she left the Medicine Sect to make her like this.
Maybe, after drinking, he is the real him.
Nu Qi stepped forward and sat down next to Qing Ge. He maintained the same posture as Qing Ge, looking directly at the Bahuang rune, and his eyes fell on the blank space.
"Want to know what's there?" Nu Qi asked.
Qingge frowned: "Can you find it?"
"Of course, this rune was forged by Bahuang's peerless poison doctor." Nu Qi said, "Don't forget, your senior brother I am a master of poison."
"That blank space was not lost after acquisition, but was covered up by Poison Doctor using rare poison pills supplemented by ancient forbidden techniques."
“How can I get back to my old self?”
"It's very simple."
Nu Qi stretched out his hand to Qingge: "Give senior brother a red dragon fruit."
Red dragon fruit…
Qingge is surprised.
Nu Qi could actually smell the red dragon fruit in the sacred tree space. There were actually two brushes.
Qingge's mind moved slightly, and the red dragon fruit growing on the dragon and phoenix sacred tree immediately appeared in Qingge's palm. Qingge handed the red dragon fruit to Nu Qi.
Nu Qi crushed the Red Dragon Fruit with his left hand, turned into a faint smoke, and sank into the Bahuang Rune.
Qingge's eyes suddenly shrank, and she saw that the blank part of the Bahuang rune had a vague outline, but there was still a thick fog, covering the original picture.
Do you still need red dragon fruit?
Qing Ge looked at Nu Qi.
Nu Qi's black eyes were as black as ink, and there was a playful smile on his lips. Facing the Bahuang runes, he felt comfortable and confident. His body exuded the temperament of late winter pine and snow, and there was also a weird and extremely sinister atmosphere.
Beautiful, especially those pure black eyes, those with evil intentions would not even dare to look at her, for fear that the other person's eyes would swallow up their own mind and soul.
.
Nu Qi has no intention of asking for the red dragon fruit again. Obviously, the red dragon fruit can only play a part of the role. If you want to completely see the blank original painting, you need other methods.
Qingge relaxed her mind and waited quietly, trusting this senior brother whose origin was full of mystery.
Nu Qi stared at the Bahuang rune intently. Where the outline was faintly visible, there was a faint smoke, flowing like clear water.
Suddenly, when the smoke flowed to a certain direction, Nu Qi immediately bit the pulp of his right middle finger, squeezed out seven drops of blood, and began to drip along the smoke.
The blood droplets fell into the runes and did not bloom. Instead, they emitted a strange light, which was a bit dazzling, so that Qingge half-squinted her eyes.
Qingge's eyes were injured in both the Legend of Fate Conference and Zefeng Island, leaving considerable sequelae.
When the light dissipated, Qingge looked again and saw that the Bahuang runes were covered in red liquid, flowing around and converging on the original blank space.
The red liquid is like the source of life, like the colors in the painter's pen. A painting is appearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the center of the painting, the blood lotus is slowly blooming.
Qing Ge's eyebrows were stained with a smile, and she quickly closed her eyes, and her spiritual consciousness penetrated into the painting again.
Nu Qi smiled slightly and looked at her tenderly.
——Senior brother will protect you.
boom.
Nu Qi fell to the ground and fell unconscious.
***
Qingge's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the Bahuang runes and directly found the previously blank part.
It turns out that after the Grandmaster meeting, the entire Bahuang was looking for the person with the soul-eating nail.
Mo Xuan, the mysterious daughter of the Bahuang Shenxuan Clan, was only a nineteen-year-old girl at that time.
She had a younger brother who was an illegitimate son left behind by her father. Before her father died, he asked her to find him.
When Mo Xuan was twelve years old, he found eight-year-old Mo Bingshu.
Mo Bingshu was so skinny that he was wrapped in skin. He was in that puddle, angrily hating the people around him.
The villagers said he was a monster and refused to let him leave the puddle to harm the world.
And he was already full of disappointment in this world. He was like a wolf about to go crazy, rushing out of the puddle at any time and biting these indifferent and cruel villagers.
That day, there was a heavy rain, and the dirty water in the puddles was already up to the chest.
He felt difficulty breathing and let out angry screams.
But no one cares about his life.
They say that his mother is a broken shoe, and he is a child that no father wants.
When his mother was still alive, with the remaining power of his grandfather, this group of people only dared to bully him in secret and did not dare to blatantly bully him.
But there was a drought one year, and a fortune teller passing by said that if you sacrifice your mother to the sky, you can get heavy rain.
They lit torches and caught the mother. The mother did not struggle or be hysterical. She just hugged the little boy, closed her eyes and shed tears, and kissed the boy's forehead: "Bingshu, you have the most precious blood of the Eight Desolations flowing on your body."
Noble blood, your father will come to take you home, you have to be good
Just wait for him to pick you up and don't go anywhere. In the future, my mother will watch you in heaven and protect you."
She voluntarily stepped onto the platform made of firewood, which was piled everywhere. The village chief gave the ruthless order, and the fire burned her body.
She laughed in the fire. She said: I hope all the brothers in the village will treat me like my own son. When his father comes back in the future, he will give you blessings.