Feng Jin was stunned for a moment, and fear suddenly emerged in his heart.
Feng Jin didn't understand. Ye Qingge was at best a sixth-level great spiritual master, and he was a first-star spiritual master. What's more, why would he be frightened and frightened in front of Ye Qingge, who had no true energy?
But at this moment, Feng Jin didn't even dare to look at her.
At this moment, Feng Jin seemed to understand why the dean and several elders placed their hopes on her.
Now she just lacks the true essence. When she rebuilds the true essence, it will be the day when the God of Death opens the door of hell to the human world.
When You'er returned to Liuyue Tower, she saw Qing Ge with a cold face and a terrifying aura. You'er was stunned.
Qingge sat on the chair with her eyes narrowed.
Night god...
That man really had high hopes for him.
A journey to becoming a god?
In this age and world, there are vicious demons, cunning monsters, and intelligent people, but there is no God.
God is a legendary existence.
For a moment, Qing Ge's expression changed drastically. He made a fist with his right hand and punched the table. His eyes were so angry that he almost spit out flames.
Looking for fun?
What was he going to do, was he going to have fun?
Qing Ge gritted his teeth. If he really didn't apply for three days, would he be in trouble?
Ji Yue, who was far away in the realm of death, was sitting on a chair. In front of her on both sides were the people of Ye Shen Palace, all of whom were quietly listening to Ji Yue's instructions.
Ji Yue is dressed in a black robe, with black hair hanging down, a hint of scarlet cinnabar between her eyebrows, and a pair of strange eyes. She has such an imposing manner that she dominates the world and swallows up mountains and rivers with power.
However, at this moment, Ji Yue sneezed, he rubbed his nose and his expression changed.
The cultivators such as Ye Shen Palace were stunned.
The way the palace owner sneezes is actually...a little cute?
Ji Yue was puzzled.
Who is scolding him behind his back?
At the same time, a figure appeared on the periphery of the Death Realm. She stood with her hands behind her back, wearing a purple blouse, with blood-colored silk hanging on both sides of her arms. Her waist was slender and soft and could not be grasped, and her beautiful eyes were watery but covered with a murderous intention.
With the cold air, she stood on the highest mountain in the Death Realm and looked towards the dark and demonic castle in the Death Realm. On the top of the castle, a flag covered with blood glue read the word "Ye Shen" and was fluttering in the gusty wind.
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The corners of Bing Ling'er's mouth curled up, the cold winter melted into the spring breeze, and Bing Ling'er's face showed a smile.
"God, yes, the Demon King is nothing. Only the identity of God can match you."
The next second, Bing Ling'er's eyes were deep and secretive, "Ye God? Ye Qingge's God? No, you are my God, my unique God. All the people in this world should be the souls in your hands, all of you
The light can only shine on me and dispel my darkness."
No one can compete for this glory and love.
The woman standing behind God can only be her!
Bing Ling'er laughed bloodthirstyly.
Finding Feng Wei Ling and marrying Ji Yue were the day she had dreamed of, and they were also the two things she had to do.
Crows fly across the sky, Bing Ling'er slowly walks toward the realm of death, and red silk flies in the dim realm of death, like a pair of gorgeous wings of a phoenix.
The smile on Bing Ling'er's snow-white cheeks is spreading and getting stronger.
She was walking towards the man she longed for, towards her God.
Suddenly, in Liuyue Tower, Qingge's temples were beating wildly, and there seemed to be a muscle in her brain that was twitching violently, pulling at her pain, suffocating her, and almost collapsing.
Qingge subconsciously cried out in pain, raised her hands and kept rubbing her temples.
You'er and Feng Jin looked at Qingge worriedly.
Feng Jin asked: "Princess, are you okay?"
You'er was so anxious that he almost cried, "Master has always had headaches, which occur from time to time. Master is only about how old he is. He is not even twenty years old, but he often suffers from headaches until he collapses."
Tears welled up in You'er's eyes.
Qingge regained his composure and got goosebumps all over his body. It was as if a cold air suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap. His whole body couldn't help but shiver.
"How could this happen? Isn't the princess an alchemist? The headache should be cured quickly." Feng Jin asked.
"If doctors don't treat themselves, headaches are more difficult to treat than other illnesses," Youer said.
Liu Yan'er came over, was stunned, and then stepped forward worriedly, "Ge'er, why do you look so bad?"
"Master has a headache." You'er cried.
People who have been around Qingge will know that Qingge is always in a light sleep and has never slept deeply. The slightest disturbance can wake her up. In the middle of the night, Qingge often wakes up with headaches and sweats all over her body.
No matter what, I can't stop it.
When Liu Yan'er and You'er entered the room, they saw Qing Ge rolling off the bed, sweating profusely, her vision blurred, and she kept saying it's okay, it's okay, it's the same old problem.
Feng Jin never knew that headaches could be so severe.
Did she receive any stimulation to be like this?
"I'm fine, don't worry, Mr. Liu, you look serious, has something happened?" Qing Ge was keenly aware of Liu Yan'er's emotional changes.
"The Emperor is in the Elder Hall, and Princess Jiuque is in the Library Pavilion. She asked you to come over." Liu Yan'er said.
"I won't go." Qingge sneered, "We are both princesses, there is no distinction between high and low. If you don't go, you won't go."
The hatred of broken bones will never be forgotten in this life.
The hatred of a broken arm is irreconcilable.
"Tsk, this is indeed the person who has become the princess, and his tone is louder." If you don't see the person, hear his voice first.
Princess Jiuque's voice came from outside Liuyue Tower.
Qingge raised her eyes and looked at Liu Yan'er, who stepped out of the hospital and closed the door.
"Princess Jiuque, my princess refuses to see guests. Princess Jiuque, please come back," Liu Yan'er said.
The princess of Jiuque County knew that Qing Ge would not come, so she came here in person.
Princess Jiuque was accompanied by Xu Wei, who was sitting in a wheelchair. Tan Ruhua pushed the wheelchair behind Xu Wei.
"I heard that Sister Mingyue picked that poisonous weed. After all, if something happens to the Grand Master, it must be related to Sister Mingyue." A sinister look flashed across Princess Jiuque's eyes.
"Princess Jiuque, although my princess picked the poisonous weeds, they were snatched away by Tan Yu." Liu Yan'er pointed to the top of her eyelids, "Tan Yu was brutal and rude when he came. In order to fight for the poisonous weeds, he even
It caused me to fall and hit my eye on the corner of the table. It hurt. Neither the princess nor I knew that the poisonous weed was used to make medicine. If we were to blame, my princess was not to blame.
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Liu Yan'er looked at Princess Jiuque coldly, and at the same time she was frightened and Qingge was thinking.
At that time, Qingge almost lost one eye of Tan Yu. Everyone thought that Qingge reacted in anger. Who knew that Qingge had already expected the day of the incident in Tiandiyuan and deliberately created the fierce scene on that day?
The illusion can be separated from the relationship.
Qingge didn't know who he wanted to give the poisonous weed to, but Tan Yu came to snatch it savagely.
These two reasons are enough to keep Qing Ge alive.
"Liu Yan'er, you are so presumptuous, is this your attitude when talking to Princess Jiuque?" Tan Ruhua pulled out the soft whip from her waist and swiped at Liu Yan'er.
Liu Yan'er suddenly stretched out her left hand to grab the whip, "The emperor governs the country with benevolence and righteousness, and all people in the world are equal. The royal family is not above all living beings. I have a brotherly relationship with Princess Mingyue, even if my status is not as good as Princess Jiuque, I will teach you a lesson
A bastard born from a concubine, I’m afraid it’s okay, right?”
Liu Yan'er grabbed the long whip and threw it away. Tan Ruhua's body fell with the whip, and she immediately let out a piercing scream.