Lan Wuxin curled her lips, her face was evil, her eyes were bloodthirsty, like a snake and a scorpion, staring at Qing Ge.
Qingge stopped and looked at her. Her hand was still holding Aventurine's sleeve. This was Aventurine's only comfort.
What others don’t understand is that every moment Qingge is spending now is in pain. Every step she takes is like stepping across a mountain of knives and a sea of fire. It seems like there are thousands of thorns piercing her body, in the bone marrow.
stir inside.
She clutched the sleeves of Aventurine's sleeves until her joints turned white. Her current Qingge needed a spiritual sustenance so that she could survive the pain of the blood-drinking needle. Aventurine was just that sustenance.
Qingge frowned fiercely as she looked at Lan Wuxin, who was unwilling to give up and refused to give up.
There was a blood feud between her and Lan Wuxin, and they were at odds with each other. Only one of them had to die before the feud would end.
Qing Ge firmly believed that the person who died would never be her.
But she seemed unable to hold on any longer.
Her vision was pitch black, and the pain from the blood-drinking needle was like poison, slowly eroding her bones and blood.
When the palace in the floating realm was razed to the ground by Mei Qingchen, only the icy hurricane roared past. The remaining guests looked at each other, at a loss. Mei Qingchen became an ice sculpture, but his eyes were terrifyingly red.
, covered with bloodshot eyes, pupils widened, and the corners of the eyes seemed to burst.
His back was turned to Qingge, and the hatred in his eyes was so strong.
boom!
There was a heavy sound, and Qing Ge loosened Aventurine's sleeves little by little and fell to the ground.
Aventurine's eyes tightened. At the moment when Qingge fainted, Aventurine wanted to reach out and hold him. However, his body could no longer touch other people, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
When the Slaughter Blood Wolf saw this, the beast's eyes were red. He was about to pick up Qing Ge and carry it on his back. At this moment, a shadow swept across the fork. It was a ferocious beast with two wings on its spine.
A pair of blood-red wings seemed to be evil in the dark night, and the beast's eyes stared at the surroundings.
The beast rushed towards Qing Ge.
Behind the beast, two figures followed closely, namely Qingsha Yao and Fu Xi.
Perhaps because Aventurine was too worried about Qing Ge, the ice layer that froze Mei Qingchen gradually shattered and fell to the ground. Although Mei Qingchen's body and limbs were stiff, fortunately, she could finally move.
He looked back and saw the beast.
No!
To be precise, it should be a holy beast!
The moment the holy beast landed, it turned into a human form.
Wearing black clothes, he looked like the emperor of the night lording over the world, with all this beautiful country in his hands. He glanced at Mei Qingchen indifferently, and Mei Qingchen only felt that there was a strong poison pouring into his soul.
Wuyou is incredibly powerful.
At least, he can no longer treat Wuyou like a beast, skinning and cramping him.
Wuyou knelt down and picked up Qingge. He looked at Mei Qingchen coldly.
Even if he dies, he will never forget how he was caught by Mei Qingchen when he was alone in the Ice Valley, and how he was tortured.
But now, Ye Qingge, in order to save him, also fell into Mei Qingchen's clutches.
Wuyou hugged Qingge and stared at Qingge's face. No matter how good the rouge was, she couldn't cover up her pale face. She looked so peaceful, yet so haggard and tired. God knows what she had gone through during this period.
Dark purgatory.
Wuyou clenched his hands tightly into fists.
He hated his own cowardice and his own powerlessness. If he were stronger, how could Ye Qingge be like this?
He originally thought that the strength of the holy beast was considered to be top-notch when looking at the four-star continent.
Only now did he realize that he was as small as dust, precisely because his enemies were each more difficult than the last.
Ye Qingge’s enemies are all his enemies!
Wuyou's eyes were full of pity, and he felt very distressed.
Qingsha Yao and Fu Xi came over and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Aventurine. The wedding probably didn't go ahead, but when their eyes fell on the unconscious Qing Ge, they were worried again.
"Mei Qingchen, I have written down this account. Green mountains and green waters will bring us a bright future. Don't be in a hurry."
Wuyou looked back at Mei Qingchen and smiled cruelly.
As a beast, the blood flowing in its body is extremely violent and cruel.
Wuyou hugged Qingge and walked out.
"Stop!" Lan Wuxin said aggressively.
Wuyou glanced at Lan Wuxin.
"Put down Ye Qingge." Lan Wuxin said.
Wuyou sneered and walked forward without even looking at Lan Wuxin.
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Lan Wuxin narrowed her sharp eyes, anger rising in her heart.
Wuyou stood in front of Lan Wuxin, very close at hand. Suddenly, Wuyou opened his big mouth, his whole face was completely distorted and transformed into a monster, with sharp fangs, and he let out a roar that shook the sky.
, the eardrums of the surrounding guests seemed to be shattered at this moment.
At this moment, Lan Wuxin was filled with fear. She came from the Vampire clan, was bloodthirsty, and enjoyed killing people. But in front of the real devil and beast, she was not worth mentioning.
Lan Wuxin stood there, not daring to move.
Wuyou's face was restored to its original appearance, handsome and enchanting, with pure black eyes that shone like gems.
Wuyou's face was expressionless and indifferent, and he walked forward with Qingge in his arms.
His eyes were firm and his face was cold and resolute. He wanted to take her away, who could stop him?
Lan Wuxin froze on the spot, and it took him a long time to react. Looking back, Wuyou and others had already walked away, leaving only their small backs.
In the end, even the back was gone.
Lan Wuxin gritted her teeth, feeling extremely humiliated.
Night song!
Night song!
The devil living deep in her heart let out a shrill howl, like a ghost under the eighteenth level of hell, wailing.
The guests, seeing Lan Wuxin's distorted face and expression, looked at each other, and saw horror in each other's eyes.
Among these guests, a woman with gauze covering her eyes stood up, and a maid immediately came over to help her.
"Young princess." The maid said softly.
"The play is over, it's time to go back." The young princess said.
She didn't know how she felt, but she wanted to know everything about Ye Qingge.
It was this Ye Qingge that stole the heart of the one she loved.
That man named Ji Yue is unworthy of anyone.
The maid supported the young princess, got into the carriage, and left the Ice Valley.
As for Wuyou, he returned to the inn with Qingge in his arms.
The second antidote, Qingge wanted Qingsha Yao to feed it to Wuyou the next day, but Qingsha Yao couldn't wait any longer. She was still afraid that something might happen to Qingge, so she fed it today.
Perhaps after experiencing such torture, Wuyou seemed to be even more indestructible.
Inn and restaurant.
Inside the room.
Qingge was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, peaceful, with a pale complexion and scarlet lips.
Aventurine was the only one in the house.
Others went to find the best doctor in Ice Valley.
No one knows what Qingge’s physical condition is now.