Qingge looked at the pipa on the chair thoughtfully.
She has never learned pipa, how can she learn it without a teacher?
Qingge sat down, holding her chin in her hand, and looked out the window with her dark eyes.
Back in Tianqihai, when Luo Tianrui came to find trouble with her, her body was dominated by the blood demon, and she was a conscious blood demon.
The Blood Demon Seeds have only recently shown signs of life and consciousness, so the Blood Demon Seeds can be completely ruled out.
The blood demon that dominated her body that day was not the blood demon seed.
In other words, with the blood demon seed Xiao Xiaoyue, there may be two blood demons in her body.
After making this discovery, Qingge's heart became colder and colder, her limbs felt cold, and she could no longer stand still.
She didn't know how many secrets she could explore, but the bloodshed and cruelty behind it were unbearable for her for a moment.
Her pretense of being strong and steel-reinforced cannot bring her strength.
She was just a starving victim in a troubled world, and there was nothing wrong with surviving in this world.
"Congratulations, you have become a tutor in the First Palace." Wei An stretched out his hand towards her.
Qingge looked at Wei An's hand in front of her. After what he said just now, Wei An was sweating profusely and his eyes were still a little distracted.
Qing Ge's eyes were cold, and she said calmly: "Bring me and Liu Yan'er's identity tags."
Wei An was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Qing Ge meant by his words. The next second, Wei An was ecstatic. He rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a while before he found the identity tags of the two of them, put them in a bag and handed them to Qing Ge.
Qingge took the bag of tips and put it away. "Although the Chiyang Sect is now in decline, the Chiyang Sect is qualified to participate in the Linfeng Banquet and compete for the place of Suzaku inheritor."
"You mean..." Wei An trembled.
"Uncle Wei is a smart man, I don't need to say anything more," Qing Ge said.
"Why? The Shadow Pavilion is not better than the Chiyang Sect? Now the Pavilion Master also thinks highly of you." From the time Qingge left Xiao Shanyan and others in the Chiyang Sect, Wei An knew that Qingge never left the Chiyang Sect, but Wei An
I don’t know what the purpose of Qingge is.
"The Pavilion Master is not my backer, and I can't do anything for him." Qing Ge sneered, "The Pavilion Master has not dared to confront Xu Liuyuan for so many years, otherwise he would not have allowed Xu Wei to bully You'er. Why?
I dared as soon as I went there. If I get to the bottom of it, I'm afraid the reason is not me. The master of the pavilion has other backers. He definitely didn't want to cooperate with me when he picked me. It was the people behind him who picked me. Moreover, more than ten years ago
The mastermind behind my father being sent to the guillotine was not only Xu Liuyuan, but also the master of the pavilion. The two of them conspired to frame my father. My father was forced to be sent to the execution stand, had his bones broken, and then was rescued and fled away."
Qingge's eyes were slightly red.
"When they broke my father's bones, they secretly poisoned him with needles. The poison would spread to his body and heart. In order to save his life, Kong Kong sawed off his right leg. In those years, my father encountered something as a practitioner.
Bottlenecked, hit by obstacles everywhere, displaced, life is a difficult thing, let alone dignity."
Qing Ge’s eyes are empty.
She saw the scene more than ten years ago.
Her father was missing a leg and had been depressed for a long time. It was emptiness that cheered him up.
During those years, there was only emptiness around my father.
In the third year, a woman came.
She came from a good background and was a happy person, but she loved taking risks and wandering into the world. She fell in love with the worst night terror at first sight.
Ye Jingfeng didn't want to use her power to stand up.
Ye Jingfeng wanted to join Gu Rongzhao, one of the eight great monarchs. At a banquet of heroes, Gu Rongzhao led everyone to laugh at him.
He said that Ye Jingfeng's name was so powerful and domineering and had profound meaning that he was not worthy of it. He should change his name to Tieguai Li in the future.
Gu Rongzhao found someone to humiliate him, unbuttoning his pants in public and leaving disgusting liquid in the wine glass. As long as Ye Jingfeng drank it all, he would be able to follow him and drink spicy food.
In anger, Ye Jingfeng wanted to fight back, but finally calmed down.
He is no longer the God of War, Ye Jingfeng, he is a lame man.
Ye Jingfeng leaned on crutches and wanted to walk, but Gu Rongzha became interested and insisted on Ye Jingfeng drinking.
When Ye Jingfeng struggled, five of his ribs were broken in public and his head was bleeding.
Ye Jingfeng knew that after drinking that one cup, he would be useless.
Fortunately, Kong Kong came at the critical moment and rescued him.
At that time, Kong was not Lord Kong of Tianji Tower, and his power was very low.
Gu Rongzhao refused to let anyone go unless Kong Kong drank the cup.
Ye Jingfeng lay on the ground and found it difficult to breathe. He wanted to stop the void, but the void was just like that, neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and even drank with some grace.
Qing Ge dreamed of these scenes intermittently, and also learned some about them from the Immortal Stone of Marquis Yingwu.
After these days, Qingge was able to piece them together into a complete story.
Those dark years were accompanied only by emptiness.
Without emptiness, Night Terror is just a dead fish.
I don't blame Ye Jingfeng for being unreliable, nor do I blame him for his lack of brains. I can only say that Kong Kong knows people's hearts well and is good at calculations, and Ye Jingfeng is no match for him.
Even if those things have a purpose, the good things done for Ye Jingfeng are not fake, so Ye Jingfeng will never notice it.
He searched every corner, traveled across thousands of rivers and mountains, and never imagined that the wife he longed for was only separated from him by a wall.
This wall is the bond between brothers, the bond between husband and wife, and the faith and bond that have led to life and death over the years.
It is true that if you sing softly, you may not be able to escape the calculation of emptiness.
Facing a person who is willing to drink dirty liquid for her, she will have the intelligence to repay a favor.
Wei An looked at Qing Ge and sighed deeply.
She is extremely smart and has a frighteningly thoughtful mind.
Wei An took Qing Ge to the side courtyard, opened the manhole cover, and entered the well.
Under the well water is a closed secret room. Inside the secret room are rolls of bamboo slips and letters.
"Jingfeng comes here every late at night and writes something. I have never read it. I guess he didn't write it to me. You are his daughter. Look around. Maybe there is something he wants to say to you."
Wei An said.
Qing Ge looked through the bamboo slips and letters.
It seems that I saw that at night more than ten years ago, I had night terrors and was covered in scars from fighting every day. When I was physically and mentally exhausted, I would write a letter.
His calligraphy is very beautiful and grand, like thousands of troops spreading out with great momentum.
Ye Jingfeng sat on the same chair, the lights were dim, and he was melancholy.
If he writes poorly, he will write again.
——Father, your son is unfilial, fails to repay the kindness of giving birth to you, fails to let you enjoy happiness in your later years, and has to bear the pain of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.
——Ge'er, you should be able to speak now. I'm sorry that my father can't grow up with you, and he doesn't even know what you look like. My father loves you very much, but he doesn't deserve to love you. One day, my father will practice to be very powerful.
Go protect you and don’t let the little brat next to you bully you. One day, at that time, your father can go to the Four-Star Continent to see you.
——Bitong...
When writing about Bi Tong, Ye Jingfeng was very confused. He started writing and blacked out the text several times.