The two of them passed by each other, and when Qing Ge raised his feet to cross the threshold, Xing Tumi grabbed Qing Ge's wrist.
Qing Ge lowered his eyes, his gaze was deep, and the broken hair hanging from his forehead covered his eyebrows.
She stood still.
Xing Tumi turned around, faced Qing Ge, and said: "Let's lose together if we lose, and win together if we win."
Hearing this, Qingge's eyes became much gentler.
She turned back, looked at Xing Tumi, and said, "This is the kind of courage Miss Xing should have. If you can't afford to lose, why are you still talking about grand ambitions and hegemony? Isn't it a joke?"
So what if we lose?
She can still make a comeback.
Even if she falls into the quagmire, she can still climb to the top and trample all enemies under her feet.
Xing Tumi looked at Qingge and said, "In three years, I will be able to fulfill my wish."
"There are gods three feet above your head. Patricide is a heinous crime. Do you dare?" Qingge smiled like a flower.
"Why not?"
Xing Tumi said solemnly, "From the moment my mother died, he and I were destined to die, either you or me."
She even dreamed about when she would be able to raise the knife and chop him!
"Since you dare, don't be afraid of being infamy for thousands of years. So what if you kill your father? As long as you are strong enough, you can still be happy and unrestrained during your lifetime." Qing Ge curled her lips and said.
Xing Tumi's eyes moved slightly.
She admired Ye Qingge very much. She was able to climb out of the abyss, from a street rat that was beaten and scolded by everyone to the four kings she is today. Not everyone has that kind of courage.
Xing Tumi believed that Ruoye Qingge, standing in her position, would have a clear conscience even if she killed her father. She would not mind if the world knew about it, and would even arrogantly say, "I just killed him, what can you do to me?"
Thinking of this, the smile on Xing Tumi's face became even stronger.
Just thinking about being able to fight side by side with such a person makes my blood boil.
"Ye Qingge, you always surprise people." Xing Tumi said.
"A beautiful accident, isn't it?" Qing Ge laughed.
"Too."
"..."
The two chatted for a long time and then parted ways.
Xing Tumi returned to the inn.
After saying goodbye to Xing Tumi, Qingge walked back to the room, slammed the door, and collapsed to the ground like soft mud. The pain in her head made her body tense, as if someone was holding a wooden stick.
The stick stirred in her mind.
Qingge's body was trembling, and her lips were frighteningly white.
She had been patient when she was in front of others.
Since the Killing Blood Wolf transformed into a human form, he has been suffering from headaches.
She held her head and fell to the ground.
The little baby looked at Qingge worriedly. He waved his limbs and climbed up, climbing on top of Qingge.
Qingge struggled to open her eyes, glanced at him, and shouted violently: "Get out."
The little baby was startled and stunned.
"Be good, get out." Qingge's tone slowed down.
The little baby felt a little aggrieved, then raised his white and tender palms, opened the door, walked out, closed the door again, and squatted pitifully in front of the door.
When Lian Hua came, she saw this scene.
He wanted to open the door, but Little Milkman stopped him.
"What's wrong?" Lianhua asked.
"Don't disturb me," said the little baby.
Lian Hua looked at the door. Although she was worried, she also knew that the little baby was delivering messages to Qing Ge. After thinking about it, Lian Hua simply squatted down in front of the door, one big and one small, which was really cute.
Inside the room, Qingge stood up unsteadily, with a fierce arrogance all over his body.
Headaches with intense and unrelenting pain can make people irritable.
"Girl, calm down." Yan said.
Qing Ge lay on the couch, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands. Her consciousness was scattered and hazy. The scene in front of her eyes even began to blur. The pain coming from her brain was comparable to heartbreaking.
A pair of eyes flashed with red and bloody light from time to time.
Qingge turned over and lay on the bed, gasping for air. She raised her hand and bit her wrist. Her teeth tore open the flesh and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth along her lips and teeth.
Qingge's eyes twitched, and the pain from her wrist could, for a moment, wake her up and replace her headache.
It was as if she was addicted to singing. When her headaches became severe, she would bite her wrist tirelessly.
One arm was dripping with blood, but she went crazy, her eyes were red, and she kept biting it.
Until there is no strength left.
She frowned, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was covered in sweat.
In the center of the room, thick black smoke gathered, and in the black smoke, a pair of green eyes like snakes and scorpions were revealed.
He looked at Ye Qingge in surprise.
Just now, Ye Qingge endured severe pain to fight with him?
He walked out of the black smoke, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, and wiped the sweat from Qing Ge's forehead.
"who!"
Qingge was like a dormant leopard, alert. She looked at Lord Glory with piercing eyes, and her eyes were filled with scarlet.
Lord Glory smiled jokingly, pointed to the two wounds on his body, and said: "Little guy, you slashed me twice, should I take it back?"
Qingge pursed her lips, held back the pain, and tried to take the Mingwang Sword out of the realm of nothingness. However, the black light in her palm was dazzling, and the Mingwang Sword burst out of the air, but she didn't even have the strength to hold it.
King Ming's sword fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
Qingge frowned, her face turned pale, and the only sound in the room was her breathing.
The Glory Lord wanted to untie Qing Ge's clothes, a playful look flashed in his eyes.
Qingge's pupils widened and turned completely red.
Like blood.
Like a Shura devil, she stared at Lord Glory, gasped and said, "How dare you!"
Lord Glory froze in action. He just wanted to play for fun, but now it seems that he has gone too far?
A pair of bloody eyes made the Lord of Glory's heart tremble.
Qingge rested her wrists outside the couch.
The Lord of Glory looked at Qingge's wrist, thick blood flowing out and dripping on the ground.
The ground had already condensed into a pool of blood, and crimson flowers bloomed.
Lord Glory's brows jumped, he grabbed Qing Ge's wrist, and rolled up his sleeves. He saw bloody tooth marks, and Lord Glory looked serious.
"What's going on? Are you poisoned or are you?"
But the signs don't look like poisoning.
Lord Glory took out his staff, muttered obscure words, and cast a blessing spell.
The milky white holy light enveloped Qingge, trying to brush away her anger.
However, it has no effect.
Qing Ge still had a terrible headache.
Lord Glory put away his staff and was very puzzled.
He picked up Qingge by the waist and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Netherworld Island."
"Let go." Qing Ge endured the pain and said.
"The doctors of Netherworld Island can cure you." Lord Glory said.
After saying the words, Lord Glory was also stunned.
Why does he care about Ye Qingge's life and death?
However, seeing her being tortured made him feel uncomfortable.
Thinking of the beautiful scene of her walking on fire and controlling ice, Lord Glory felt that such a tough woman must be favored by God and be loved by thousands of people.
"Put your hand down..." Qingge said word by word, looking at the Lord of Glory stubbornly.
It was obvious that she was still suffering from severe pain, and her whole body was weak, but she still had such a momentum, which was still intimidating, unquestionable, and powerful without anger.