"Qingcheng, it's her!" she sang softly, her voice trembling slightly.
"How can you see that?" Yun Yuexia only knew that Ye Qingcheng left Beiyue to go to the dangerous places on the mainland to experience, but she didn't know that she was going to the far north.
"Qingcheng went to the far north to practice."
Hearing the sound, Yun Yuexia fell silent.
She had seen Ye Qingcheng before, and she was a cold and beautiful girl who was hard-boned, stubborn and paranoid; she had also heard Qingge talk about this person, who held a Fuxi Qin and stood up when Qingge was in danger, risking his own life.
Beyond the sky, she is the only one in my eyes.
"But if it's Qingcheng, you should have discovered her Yin Mo Fate Star before." Qingge said suddenly, her eyebrows slightly twisted, and her idea that the Yin Mo Fate Star was Ye Qingcheng was somewhat shaken.
No matter how good this was, having the Yin Demon destiny star was not a good thing. She also thought that in the future, Ye Qingcheng would be able to find a husband, a son and a daughter, and live a stable life in this world.
If you are infertile, it is difficult for men to accept that there is something wrong with their woman.
Yun Yuexia shook her head, "The Yin Demon's Fate Star is not born, but the Yin Demon's physique is stimulated the day after tomorrow, and then the Fate Star is triggered to become a Yin Demon. If Ye Qingcheng goes to the far north to experience, I will do something about it.
I will go to find out the news about the Far North someday."
"also."
"..."
Qingge and Yun Yuexia chatted happily in the mayor's mansion of Qingshi Town, but the four empires and the world have begun to be in turmoil. The birth of the flame dragon has allowed the gathered strong men to take possession of it.
Think about it, your own strength is already at the pinnacle of the mainland. If you can contract a dragon, not only will your strength be doubled during battle, but the key is to take it out, pull the wind, and blind the eyes of the world. It would be a great feeling.
In just two or three days, rumors spread all over the Four-Star Continent that the master of the Flame Dragon was Ming Qianjue, the owner of the Beiyue Colosseum. He had contracted the destruction beast Flame Dragon a few months ago. In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to
Let the world find out the secret, and then stage a scene where Dantian is broken.
Because of this sudden dantian shattering, those sages who like to be suspicious of ghosts and ghosts became more and more certain that the contractor of the flame dragon was Ming Qianjue.
Nothing comes out of nowhere——
Business in the Colosseum is booming, but the focus of these people's attention is no longer on the fighting beasts, but on Ming Qianjue and his dragon.
The imperial capital of the Beiyue Dynasty was also flooded with a variety of people, including mercenaries, killers, lonely cultivators, and people sent by various forces to die.
For a time, the imperial capital city was very lively, and the superiors also had a lot of headaches.
Although the goal of these people is Ming Qianjue, once a battle is launched, it must be known that the battle between the strong and the strong can raze the Imperial City to the ground, and every brick and tile of the Imperial City is the result of hundreds of years of precipitation.
Come on, missing a corner is enough to make people feel distressed.
Underground palace.
Ming Qianjue's whole body was immersed in the shadows. His cold face and falcon-like eyes were sharp and cold. He was fully focused, his eyes fixed on the black and white chess pieces on the jade chessboard. The chess pieces were connected together and divided into black and white.
Colored lines divide the chessboard, making it difficult to determine the outcome.
"Master, Pavilion Mingyou is here." Mei Niang's voice sounded outside the palace. Several towering stone pillars, the size of two people hugging each other, stood in the four directions of the palace. The pillars were carved with the four ancient mythical beasts such as the Black Tortoise and the Suzaku.
Just after the woman's charming voice fell, there were footsteps. The person came wearing a crescent-colored robe and a cloak on his head. In the cloak was purgatory and abyss. His handsome features could not be seen clearly, only a few strands of messy hair emerged.
Black hair.
Huaying helped him walk inside, but Mingyou suddenly stopped, and a soft voice came from inside the cloak, "Huaying, my brother and I have something we want to talk about, please go out."
Huaying's clothes were covered with snow, and her delicate face was covered with a veil. She frowned and looked warily at Ming Qianjue, who was dormant in the darkness like a ferocious beast. Ming Qianjue was too dangerous, and she didn't want Mingyou to be with her.
He was alone together, but she couldn't disobey what Mingyou said.
Huaying withdrew and stood outside the hall with Mei Niang. Her heart was raised, and she was always paying attention to what was going on in the hall. She was afraid that something would happen to Mingyou, and she would rush in like crazy.
In the hall, Ming You walked towards Ming Qianjue, her footsteps were very light, like a ghost. Ming Qianjue was still concentrating on the chessboard, and his black eyes seemed to be dripping with ink.
As they approached, Ming You's voice sounded in Ming Qianjue's ears, "Brother..." Long time no see.
"Pa—" A loud slap hit Mingyou's face, knocking off the cloak hanging on his head. In the dim light, Mingyou's face was pale, and his lips were also a little white, spreading and
The wisp of blood that came out dyed the lip lines a scarlet color, alluring and dripping.
When Huaying heard the voice, her heart tightened. She turned around and was about to go inside, when a lotus-like arm stopped her.
Huaying glanced at Mei Niang coldly, "Get out of the way."
"What qualifications do you have to interfere in their affairs?" Mei Niang sneered, "You and I are just slaves, so why bother pretending to be noble in front of me? Just do whatever your status is, and don't try to overstep it."
Huaying bit her lower lip tightly, wishing to bite it open. Mei Niang's words were sharper than thousands of swords. She stood helplessly on one side, her face turned a little pale.
Mei Niang pulled her lips together and sneered. "Does your hand hurt?" Ming You had a slender figure, white and transparent skin, and the palm prints on his face were extremely clear. He looked at the violent Ming Qianjue with a smile and asked.
Ming Qianjue's eyes darkened and his voice was low, "Why do you want to see Ye Qingge? Have you told her about the fifth empire? How much does she know?"
"She knows what she should know." Ming You said.
"Does she know about divination?"
"Will I tell her the family secret?" Mingyou asked.
"The purpose of meeting her?"
"Can't bear it."
Hearing the sound, Ming Qianjue crossed his arms and half-smiled, "I didn't expect that you, Mingyou, would have a day when you couldn't bear it. You killed as many people as I did."
There was a deep silence, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said nothing.
"Mingyou, you have changed." After a while, Ming Qianjue said, "You have completely forgotten the pain of annihilating our tribe and country. Thirty-five thousand tribesmen even had their blood sucked dry when they died. You once followed
I said I wanted to be buried with everyone in the world, but now I can't bear it again."
Mingyou smiled weakly, "I haven't forgotten it. It's just that why should an innocent person bear the hatred of annihilating a family and a country? She is only a teenager..." At this point, Mingyou smiled mockingly, it turns out that he can do it too.
Say such pretentious words.
"When we fled, we were only seven or eight years old. Who had ever thought about whether we were innocent?" Ming Qianjue said with a ferocious face.
"I only have a few years left to live, so I just want to do less evil before I die."