Qingge was lying on the bed, with a thin quilt covering her body. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.
Every night deep in the night, she could feel a strange and mysterious power coming from the deepest part of her body, yet it felt like a kind of intimacy.
The elf bloodline finally had an explanation. Previously, she even thought that it was because she had been experimented on in her previous life that she mutated.
Become a tribute to the Elf King?
Qingge pursed her lips and closed her eyes.
There is also a clan of elves in the Demon Realm. What is the relationship between the elves in the Demon Realm and Shenyue?
So, what about Xunwu Tears?
Those bright red eyes were like blood flowing, blooming like flowers in the dark night.
Qing Ge frowned and had a splitting headache.
The headache was tormenting her like maggots on her tarsus, and would not stop. She spent the first half of the night singing and singing, almost pinching her eyebrows, and it was not until the second night that she felt sleepy.
She asked her grandfather about the geographical location to enter the plane tunnel, but he was unwilling to tell her that the storm fluctuations in the plane tunnel would cause great harm to cultivators, and he did not want her to enter the plane tunnel without permission.
If not, she would have to wait until she breaks through to the Great Spirit Master before she can see Ji Yue.
The sky is bright.
Yan Xiaowu walked to Ye Qingtian's room with great interest and opened the door. The room was empty, with a letter on the table.
Yan Xiaowu took the letter and walked out.
In Qingge's room, Qingge was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, Bai Meier was combing her hair in a bun, and Yan Xiaowu jumped over the threshold with a whoosh, holding up the snow-colored letter, "Your grandfather left, leaving a letter.
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Yan Xiaowu handed the letter to Qingge, Qingge lowered his eyes and looked at it. The letter was written in black and white, and the words were concise and concise.
Ye Qingtian has returned to Beiyue, so there is no need to miss him.
Ye Qingtian's departure seemed to be expected by Qing Ge. She was not surprised at all. A cluster of spiritual fire lit up in her palm, burning the letter into ashes.
Ye Qingtian will not interfere with her way.
Qingge looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror. Half of her face was covered with a black leather mask attached to her cheeks. She had a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes, with the ends of the eyes naturally raised upward. They were evil and charming. Their eyes were as cold as ice, like heavy snow falling.
Early winter is coming.
Qingge said nothing.
At this time, Fu Xi entered the house and said, "Sister, grandpa is gone."
"Um."
"Before grandpa left, he cooked breakfast and removed the Yan family's door. I don't know where he threw the door," Fu Xi said.
Qingge smiled helplessly, Ye Qingtian must have been unlucky enough to unload the door of Yan Mansion quietly. Grandpa must be aware of all this, otherwise, how could Ye Qingtian quietly unload the door with the elite soldiers and guards of Yan Mansion like clouds.
"Xiao Wu, don't leave Yan Mansion these days. You want to kill Yan Houyong. Why doesn't Yan Houyong not want your life?" Qingge said.
Keeping Yan Xiaowu, Yan Houyong was afraid that he would have trouble sleeping and eating, and father and daughter would kill each other. Grandpa did not want to see such a situation, so he gave Yan Xiaowu to her.
"How can he kill me for being such a coward? You think too much." Yan Xiaowu raised the corner of his lips and smiled cruelly.
Qingge said nothing, the Yan family was not in danger as imagined, and the top priority now was to break through to the Qiankun Monument. She had to put down other things.
"Ye Qingge, where is your massacre army? How come it disappeared without a trace?" Yan Xiaowu asked.
Obviously, she was very interested in the Slaughter Army, but after the Slaughter Army contracted three thousand high-level magical beasts, they said it was just for training. After practicing and training, they disappeared and disappeared from the world.
Yan Xiaowubai was puzzled.
Qingge's eyes twinkled.
The Slaughter Army is her trump card, and she will never expose this trump card before she breaks through to the Five Swords Spiritual Master.
Only in this way can the Slaughter Army fade out of the sight of the world.
"We've gone to practice, it's time to eat." Bai Meier put down her jade comb, walked out of the room, and went to the main hall.
The food Ye Qingtian cooked is still hot.
Yan Xiaowu narrowed her eyes and looked at Qingge's back. She raised her chin slightly and followed Qingge's footsteps.
Luohua City has been bustling with activity these past few days, and what people are most concerned about is the Yan Family Qiankun Monument and the Luohua Autumn Hunting.
The existence of the Qiankun Monument is a miracle, and the Wei and Yan families are envious of it.
There are fully four places to enter the Qiankun Monument this time. As for how far they can practice, what they can inherit, and what opportunities they have, it all depends on the sky.
After Qing Ge entered the Yan Mansion, he happened to encounter the Qiankun Monument, but Yan Houyong and Yan Shicheng did not make any other moves.
Qingge understands that the real danger lies within the Qiankun Monument.
Qiankun Monument, he killed her without anyone noticing. If the time comes, he can deal with it casually, and the murderer behind the scenes can go free.
The singer holds the phoenix fan, and secretly, the shadow guard obeys her orders.
The Shadow Guards are no different than others. They will see the king as soon as they see the fan, bow to the ministers, and kill anyone who disagrees!
In the past two days, Qing Ge secretly mastered some of the rules of the shadow guards. With the help of Yan Yu, and she is smart and intelligent, everything is not easy to grasp.
Finally, the day came when the Qiankun Monument was opened.
The Yan Mansion Courtyard and the martial arts training ground cover a huge area, as big as five night mansions, which is not an exaggeration at all.
Looking at this martial arts training ground that only belongs to Yan Mansion, Fu Xi and others completely understood why the people of Luohua City were so arrogant that they believed that the four major countries and other territories were remote and remote places where birds did not shit.
One after another, people walked into the Yan family's martial arts training ground. Under the scorching sun, there were four to five hundred people in the blink of an eye.
There are hundreds of seats placed outside the martial arts training ground.
The Nine Families, the Six Families, the three top aristocratic families and the City Lord's Mansion all came together.
Countless pairs of eyes are staring at the achievements made by the descendants of the Yan family in the Qiankun Monument, especially this year, when Yan Xiaowu, who has been training abroad, has returned, making the Yan family even more powerful.
With Ye Qingge and Yan Xiaowu here, Wei, Yan, and the city lord's mansion must be worried.
Qingge can be called a pervert, Yan Xiaowu is a genius in cultivation, his grandfather's strength is unfathomable, and his power as a shadow guard reaches four stars. Although Yan Yu does not regard himself as a member of the Yan family, he still takes Yan as his surname.
Grandpa's face was glowing, he was sitting on the chairman's chair, he was highly respected.
"Grandpa, congratulations on harvesting the talents of a tiger and a wolf." Yong Yesheng said with a smile.
He has no emotions and no one can guess his thoughts.
Yong Yesheng sat down next to his grandfather, his brows twitching involuntarily. During this period of time, he always felt that there was a pair of extremely evil eyes staring at him fiercely.
The nightmare in the spiritual world of Qingge, the eyes of the black hole of the skeleton without flesh and blood, looks at the eternal night through the concept of space.
The hatred is astonishing.
The existence of nightmare is even more miraculous than the Qiankun Monument.
Qingge once guessed what it was that gave Yan a skeleton, thoughts, strength, and soul.
Nightmare said that he has no soul.
Hatred supported him in living in the world. After many years, he even forgot what hatred was and the source of hatred. He only knew that he could be liberated by killing Yong Ye Sheng.
"Grandpa, Xiaowu is a wild child and is incompetent. Qingge has been away for many years and does not understand the rules of Luohua City. Besides, isn't Qingge also your daughter? The city lord should be happy that Qingge is so outstanding."
What I said was very beautiful and meaningful.
Yong Yesheng smiled and said, "What my grandfather said is absolutely true. Watching Qing Ge grow up, I, as a foster father, am also very happy."