After a good chat, Hua Ying returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion hiding her anger, becoming increasingly wary of Beiling Hai.
Qingge sat on the stone bench in the courtyard of Fengyue Pavilion, placing her fingers on the stone table and tapping her fingers to make a very rhythmic sound.
Yin Lan came over with the boiled ginseng soup, "Miss, look how thin you have become. This is century-old ginseng that the great elder specially ordered the kitchen to boil. You can drink it and see."
Qing Ge took the bowl and swallowed it in one gulp.
Her eyes passed through the sky and landed on the golden peonies.
The sunset is like blood.
Snapped--
The light singer came loose, the porcelain bowl was broken, and the floor was wet.
"Miss?" Yinlan looked at Qingge in surprise.
Qingge frowned and bit her lip.
She suddenly thought that when she first met Mei Qingchen, she had changed a lot from the current Mei Qingchen. She was completely different. Should she let the natural development take its course, or...
At least, in her impression, Mei Qingchen was nothing more than a sickly beauty, with a pure heart, a gentle temperament, and elegance. Why did such a Mei Qingchen tear her heart out at Snow Girl Mountain?
Qingge closed her eyes and carefully thought about what had happened in the past two years.
It seems like flowing water without any trace, but actually there are hands that are adding fuel to the flames and casting a net to catch fish.
On the high wall, the figure of Snake Burial was hidden behind the sparse branches. He was wearing a dark green eye patch, and his navy blue right eye was shining with a strange light.
Qingge suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the high wall, but saw nothing.
Qingge raised her hand, "Nothing, you go out first."
"Can……"
"go out."
Yinlan held the tray in her hand and hesitated to speak, but finally moved her steps and walked out of Fengyu Pavilion.
The old monk sang softly and fell into trance. He sat cross-legged on the stone table, put his hands on his knees, and concentrated on absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the elixir fire until it was full. Then she drew the endless pure spiritual energy from the elixir fire.
Spurting out, rushing all the way, singing forward, the unstoppable impact belongs to the tendons of the spiritual master.
She couldn't wait to become stronger, to get out of the game, to clear away the fog, and not to be controlled by anyone.
The invisible and transparent spiritual energy seemed to transform into thousands of slender lines, sweeping toward Qing Ge from all directions, drilling into the fine pores, and pouring into the elixir fire like cleansing sea water.
After being sublimated and refined, Qing Ge uses powerful spiritual power to control the spiritual energy and hit the muscles and veins.
The muscles and veins hidden in the bones and blood were fragile and vulnerable, as if they were about to be squeezed out by the spiritual energy.
Pfft——
Qingge's face turned pale, she covered her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
If you force a breakthrough without the right time, place, and people, you are afraid of backlash.
The red door of Fengyue Pavilion was opened by a pair of slender hands. Bi Xishuang walked in with a smile. When she saw Qing Ge's pale face and the blood stains on the golden peonies, Bi Xishuang's heart trembled suddenly. She hurriedly walked over and helped Qing Ge.
Song, “What’s Going On?”
Then came Li Fugui.
Qingge shook her head weakly, "The breakthrough to the spiritual master failed."
"Your breakthrough speed is too fast. Stop and take a good rest for a while. Don't rush." Bi Xishuang was worried.
"Yes, I am too eager for success." Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Bi Xishuang's beautiful face, feeling quite dazed.
"Qingge, Li Lang has found a stronghold in Lingtai Mansion, we are going to leave Qingshi Town and go there." Bi Xishuang said.
Talking about Lingtai Mansion, Qingge thought of Ye Qingcheng's hometown.
It is a remote and remote place, but it is also a beautiful, intoxicating and poetic place.
"Lingtai Mansion is far away from Jialan, so it's a good place." Qing Ge was helped off the stone table by Bi Xishuang.
"There are many things going on in Fugui Hall, we are going to leave tonight." Li Fugui said.
Qing Ge thought for a while and asked, "Wu Yu, is An Suyou still in Beiyue?"
"The two of them left yesterday." Li Fugui said.
"Be careful." Qingge said solemnly.
Bi Xishuang had a cold look on his face, "He suffered a bolt from the blue for no reason. He has sinned deeply and deserves it."
"Maybe." Qingge smiled lightly.
"Qingge, you must take care of yourself." Before leaving, Bixi held Qingge's hand reluctantly, "If it weren't for your appearance, maybe my life would still be dirty and gloomy. I can't do anything for it.
You bear the pain, but I can walk with you, rain or shine."
"I will." Qingge's eyes became softer.
Bi Xishuang stared deeply at Qing Ge, and finally stepped forward to give her a hug before reluctantly leaving.
Qing Ge looked at Bi Xishuang's back. She seemed to still remember the first sight of Jia Lan, and a gentle smile couldn't help but break out on her face.
The world is dangerous, but as long as there are people around us who live and die together, it seems like it's not a big deal.
The Qingsha Demon jumped down from the eaves, glanced at the half-open red door, shrugged, laughed, and said: "Even Bi Xishuang said this, which shows how much Wu Yu deserves it."
Qingge pulled her lips but did not speak.
The Qingsha Demon didn't care and said to himself: "There are five elders in Jialan. The eldest elder Wu Yu is sanctimonious, the third elder Shi Zhonghai is pedantic and feudal, the third elder Xu Niansheng is aloof and refined, the fourth elder is empty and unrestrained, and the fifth elder is clever and clever.
Weirdly, the five elders and An Suyou were all at the peak of Jialan. That kind of glory was unimaginable. Even Luohua City had to give in. There are rumors in Jialan that the four elders died due to Nanming.
Death, Qing Ge, do you really think this is the real cause of death of the Fourth Elder?"
Qingge sat on the stone bench, leaning her back against the side of the stone table. She crossed her arms across her chest, lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at Qingsha Yao, "Whether Elder Kong is alive or dead has nothing to do with me..."
Qingge's face was expressionless, but there was a violent storm in her mind.
Yan Bingtong, empty——
"Is it irrelevant?" Qingsha Yao smiled deeply, "I don't know whether the fourth elder is alive or dead, but the soul boy of the fifth elder is still alive and trapped under the blue sea. Qingge, he hates Jialan.
..." seems to be implying something.
Qingge's eyes flashed with cold light, and thunder suddenly appeared. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Qingsha Demon, slapped the table and stood up, grabbing Qingsha Demon's collar, "Qingsha, don't plot against me."
"What should I do? You've seen through it?" The smile on Qingsha Yao's face continued to deepen.
Qingge narrowed her eyes and let go of Qingsha Yao's clothes.
She sat down gracefully and crossed her legs, "The reason why you can risk everything and look at death without fear of the destruction of the Qingsha clan is because you have left the blood of the Qingsha clan and passed it on in the way of Tiandi Academy. I am different from you.
I won’t go all out to kill Jialan because I’m afraid of death.”
How sad her Ji Yue would be if she died.
The veiled demon's eyes flashed, her red lips slightly opened, and finally turned into a weird smile.
"Qing Ge, we are from the same place."
Leaving behind such thought-provoking words, Qingsha Yao walked out of Fengyue Pavilion.
After leaving Fengyue Pavilion and quietly jumping out of Ye Mansion, Qingsha Yao secretly entered a restaurant, walked up to the second floor, and opened the private room.
In the room, the man was sitting on a leather chair with his back to her.
"Dean Yan, is there any change in the plan?"
Dean Yan stood up, turned around and looked at Qingsha Yao, "Are you really going to do this?"
Qingsha Yao pursed her lips, closed her eyes immediately, and murmured: "We just forced her."
Dean Yan sighed, "This time we found Elder Ye, and she has already regarded us as friends."
Qingsha suddenly opened her eyes with red eyes, "Yes, my friend, Uncle Yan, what should I do? I'm going to lose my only friend."
Dean Yan is so relieved.
In life, everyone has his own helplessness and necessity.