The people in the kitchen boiled the blood-tonifying ginseng into a small bowl of soup, and Anu asked Yinlan to bring it over. Qingge took the medicine bowl, and the strong smell of medicine hit his nose. Qingge raised his eyebrows and drank it in one gulp.
, the bitter taste in her mouth turned her face livid, Ye Qingtian and others had no time to stop it, after seeing Qingge drink the concoction, Ye Qingtian lowered his head and covered his mouth and coughed a few times, Beihuang's pupils were filled with clear light, Mo Xie couldn't help but
Smile with good intentions...
"Brother Mo, what are you laughing at?" Ye Jingjing looked at Mo Xie innocently with wide eyes.
Mo Xie stepped forward and said carefully: "Although blood-tonifying ginseng has good medicinal effects, its taste is notoriously disgusting. Very few people can stay safe after eating blood-tonifying ginseng."
He still remembered that when he was about five or six years old, he had a competition with Bei Yueming, and it got heated. Neither of them had any intention of stopping. They didn't stop until Mr. Mo came. Mo Yuntian took out the treasured blood-tonifying ginseng,
The smell was unacceptable to both of them, but there seemed to be something in common. Neither of them wanted to lose to the opponent, so they pretended to be fine. Unexpectedly, as soon as the incense passed, they both couldn't bear it anymore and lay down in the latrine to vomit.
Thinking of these, Mo Xie couldn't help but have a sad look in his eyes.
He regarded him as a brother, and he was willing to fight through life and death without hesitation.
But this prince, who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, always runs counter to him.
Xiao Rufeng, who was sitting in the back, patted Xiao Rufeng's shoulder comfortingly. The three of them had grown up together, so they naturally knew what the other was thinking. When Mo Xie and Bei Yueming fought when they were children, Xiao Rufeng also
Now, he had been extremely mild-tempered since he was a child, and later stole a few Ganoderma lucidum plants from home and fed them to Mo Xie and the two of them, and the two finally calmed down and reconciled.
Time has passed, and I don’t know what has changed. The sincerity of youth has gone forever.
Qingge placed the bowl on the tray held by Yinlan. She looked extremely pale. Although she could feel that the injury on her head had healed, the bitter taste in her mouth made her worse than death.
"This is pear candy. It tastes sweet and can relieve the bitterness."
The exquisitely packaged pear candy and slender jade-like hands suddenly appeared in front of Qingge. Qingge was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Beihuang, who was sitting upright, and generously took the pear candy and drank it.
It melts in your mouth. Surprisingly, the horrible bitter taste disappeared instantly after taking Litang, which made the pain a little less painful.
After a short interlude, the clan competition was still going on. It was extremely exciting, but it was all a point-and-shoot competition, and there was not much blood. I had seen the battle between Qingge and Qiu Yeshan before, and everyone actually mentioned the little fight that followed.
Not interested anymore.
"Qing Ge, it's really surprising that you just defeated Qiu Yebeard, who is at the fourth level of innate strength, with your third level innate strength."
Ye Qingtian looked at the battle on the stone platform and suddenly said: "If you meet someone with the fifth level of innateness, what are your chances of winning?"
When Shangguan Lin told him that Qingge could leapfrog and defeat people with five levels of innate strength, he didn't believe it. After all, leapfrog challenges were too abnormal and rare. Very few people could do it, and even if they could, it would still be a leapfrog.
Defeat those one level above yourself.
However, Shangguan Lin had lived in the mountains since he was a child, and Ye Qingtian still believed in his insight into combat.
Therefore, he wanted to ask.
The girl sitting in the center played with a strand of black hair hanging in front of her shoulders. Her eyes were as dark as ink and her temperament was cold. She suddenly raised her face and smiled frivolously. Her eyes were full of energy, and her brows exuded a radiance of confidence. The mountains and rivers were eclipsed.
The sun and moon have no light.
"You can win with the five innate levels, but you can narrowly defeat with the six innate levels."
She can also defeat the Sixth Level of Innateness, but she doesn't want to be so full of words.
Despite this, when he said this, he was still completely arrogant.
Beihuang turned his head and looked at Qingge in surprise. What was revealed between the girl's eyebrows was not arrogance, but real confidence. If she could defeat, she would definitely win.
Ye Qingtian was stunned. He stared blankly at his arrogant granddaughter. After a while, he couldn't stop laughing. She was indeed his Ye Qingtian's granddaughter, she was so crazy!
"Tsk tsk..."
Sarcastic and sarcastic voices sounded from behind, followed by a series of harsh laughter. The laughter turned into sound waves and attacked Qingge aggressively, seemingly destroying Qingge's soul.
Ye Qingtian was furious, "Mo Qiong, I'm not dead yet!"
Who in Beiyue doesn't know that he, Ye Qingtian, protects others? Who dares to bully his granddaughter right under his nose?
"Great Elder, this is just a trial between juniors. There is no need to be angry, right?" Mo Qiong said with a smile.
Ye Qingtian was furious, he poured spiritual energy into his hands, and Qingge held down Ye Qingtian's hand. Ye Qingtian looked towards Qingge, and saw Qingge's calm expression. Although he was confused, he still listened to Qingge and did not take action rashly.
In the distance, Ye Qingcheng took Fuxi Qin out of the space bag. She looked at Qingge worriedly, and was about to use the sound of the piano to fight back against Mo Qiong, when she saw Qingge looking this way and shook her head.
Ye Qingcheng hesitated for a while, but still put Fuxi Qin away.
The sound blade that made countless people talk about it struck Qingge like a stream of light, and Qingge's expression remained unchanged and calm.
Although Ye Qingcheng's piano sound can withstand Mo Qiong's sound blade, Ye Qingcheng has already fought against Mo Qiong last time. Ye Qingcheng's current situation is very embarrassing. Moreover, Mo Qiong's attack this time is not a joke. If Ye Qingcheng attacks again
Mo Qiong is afraid that she will target Ye Qingcheng, and Ye Qingcheng will have a difficult life in the future.
As for Ye Qingtian, Ye Qingtian is the eldest elder of the Ye family. He stands above the head of the family and is responsible for the style of the Ye family. Although Mo Qiong is strong, he is still a junior and a person from Luohua City.
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Therefore, Ye Qingtian must not take action!
Mo Qiong's sound blade destroys people's hearts and souls. Qingge has lived two lives and traveled through two worlds. Her heart and soul are naturally much stronger than ordinary people. At least Mo Qiong's current sound blade has no effect on her for the time being.
The overwhelming sound blades all attacked Qingge like meteors chasing the moon. What was surprising was that when these sound blades hit Qingge, they all disintegrated, like fire meeting water.
Mo Qiong frowned, flames blooming in his eyes.
"Something capable." He saw her sneer, clenching her hands slightly, focusing her eyes, and intensified her sound blade attack.
This time the sound blade is not invisible, but has color, like gray smoke blowing across the ground and gradually eroding the girl sitting in the center of the martial arts training ground. The girl is wearing a blood-colored gown, her face is stained with blood, like a messenger from the underworld.
, Shura in the human world.
When the gray smoke corroded Qingge's body, Qingge finally realized that her heart and soul had been destroyed, and a trace of pain spread.
Bang!
The red spiritual fire suddenly exploded, as colorful as fireworks. Wisps of golden flames were faintly visible in the spiritual fire. The gray smoke touched the spiritual fire and disappeared.