Liu Yan'er bit her lower lip tightly until she bit her red lip hard and blood flowed out, drawing patterns on the frost covering her body.
Liu Yaner was once again determined, serious and decisive.
Qingge took back her hand and smiled palely.
We can only share adversity but cannot share joy, and we are not considered friends.
In the prosperous world after the catastrophe, she was the only one living in the cold, and her life was boring.
Ji Yue stood aside and waited for a long time. When the frost became more intense, Ji Yue stepped forward and stretched out her hands.
Ji Yue's generous palms contained extreme blood light in one hand, and a cold light like lightning in the other.
But seeing the frost on Liu Yan'er's body turning into snowflakes slowly rising up, the cold light on Ji Yue's left hand was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up all the coldness of the snowflakes.
In a moment, two forces, like demons and monsters, shot out from Ji Yue's palm and poured into Liu Yan'er's eyebrows one by one.
Within Liu Yan'er's body, four terrifying powers stirred crazily.
The strange fire of the ancient green lotus, the ice meaning of the snow girl, the violent energy of the demon lotus, and the power of the blood of the demon king!
The four forces are all the most powerful existences in the world.
A mere human body, even if its muscles are powerful, would be eclipsed and tremble in the face of such power.
However, the four forces in Liu Yan'er's body occupied the four corners of the meridians in the shape of a four-legged tripod.
Ji Yue's eyes were dark and deep.
He stood on the frost in the house, like a king coming out of the land of ice and snow, judging all living beings and ruling the world!
Liu Yaner was stunned.
Isn’t the man in front of me a demon king?
Why is there still the power of magic?
That demonic power is as terrifying as the power of the Demon King.
Ji Yue was not stingy at all with the demonic and demonic powers she transmitted. The demon king's power and the demon king's blood were all irrigated into Liu Yan'er's body.
Qingge's eyes darkened and flickered a few times.
Her little moon...
What is this?
Are you prepared thoroughly and then taking care of your affairs?
Due to the co-existence of the green lotus fire and the ice evil energy, in Liu Yan'er's body, the demon king's power and the demon king's blood did not exclude each other, but instead restricted each other.
Qingge pursed her lips.
Ji Yue's move was simply because she was afraid that one day he would no longer be alive and there would be a sincere person who could protect her.
With the fourth level of power, Liu Yan'er has an unlimited future and a never-ending path of cultivation. Given time, Liu Yan'er will definitely be able to stand on the top of the mountain and look down on the world.
What is the sudden soreness and pain in both eyes?
At midnight, Qing Ge and two others walked out of Liu Yan'er's room.
With her company and the power transmitted by Ji Yue, Liu Yaner could survive the second stage.
As long as she waits for the third stage to appear and persists in getting through it, Liu Yan'er's name will surely shake the world of gods.
Qingge and Ji Yue were walking aimlessly in the Princess's Mansion. When she turned her head, she could see the man's perfect and soft profile.
She lowered her head and looked at the interlocking fingers with Ji Yue's, and the warmth conveyed felt real to the touch.
All of this is so illusory.
The two returned to the room, Qingge sat at the table, and the yellowed bronze mirror reflected her stunning appearance.
Ji Yue removed the glazed hairpin from her hair, and her three thousand silver hair fell down, with a few strands of hair covering her eyebrows.
Ji Yue put down the glass hairpin and pressed Qingge's temples with her slender hands.
Qing Ge raised his head, the back of his head resting on the back of the chair, and his snowy hair hanging down along the back of the chair.
Qingge opened her clear black eyes and looked at Ji Yue.
"If I were a king, you would definitely be the beauty and the trouble." Qingge said with a smile.
The woman's fair little face looked so vivid and lively in his eyes, with a strong smell of fireworks, bright eyes like spring water, and a face like a delicate flower.
Ji Yue's heart moved, she leaned down and kissed her red lips.
Qingge sat on the chair and kept her head raised, while Ji Yue stood behind her...
A strange feeling arises spontaneously.
A slight cool breeze blew in from the window.
Outside the house, slight footsteps sounded.
Ji Yue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her eyes were cold, and she seemed to be extremely unhappy.
Ji Yue stood up straight, Qing Ge leaned against the back of the chair, and the whole chair fell backwards with her.
Ji Yue held onto the chair, wiped the moisture from the corners of Qingge's mouth with her fingertips, and straightened Qingge's messy hair.
"Palace Master, it's me, Liang Xiao." A man's voice came from outside the door.
Qingge had a slight smile in her eyes, "Your little sweetheart is here."
Ji Yue's face was dark and she laughed softly, "Okay, I am your little sweetheart."
Ji Yue picked up Qingge and placed her gently on the bed. She covered her with the brocade quilt again, took a deep look at Qingge, and then walked out extremely impatiently.
Qingge was quite helpless. It was just a meeting with Liang Xiao, but it wasn't like he wasn't coming back. How could it be the same as separation between life and death?
After Ji Yue walked out of the house, Qingge sat on the bed and raised her hand to wipe away some tears from the end of her eyes.
There is never a perfect way to do things in this world.
Between giving and taking, you must choose one.
In the corridor, Ji Yue is tall and tall, and the white moonlight shines down, making her handsome face look particularly divine.
"There is news about Sanhong Ganoderma lucidum." Liang Xiao said.
"Where?" Ji Yue asked.
"Beiling Realm." Liang Xiao frowned, "That's not a good place, but I heard that a monster appeared there recently."
"Um."
"Palace Master must go?" Liang Xiao advised.
"Um."
"There are other monarchs in the Death Realm who are watching eagerly. Due to my wife's affairs, Ye Shen Palace was delayed, and there has been negligence in the Death Realm. If the palace owner goes to Beiling City at this time, I'm afraid..." Liang Xiao explained anxiously
, seeing the man in front of him getting colder, Liang Xiao's voice suddenly stopped and he suddenly became silent.
He had not been with Ji Yue for long, and one thing he understood most was that Ji Yue's decision was that even nine cows could not be pulled back.
If you have to pull him back, only Madam has that ability.
The existence of the lady is comparable to that of a hundred cows.
Thinking of this, Liang Xiao's admiration for the palace lord's wife was like the water of the Yellow River flowing endlessly.
"When will the palace master set out?" Liang Xiao asked.
"Wait for my news."
"..."
Ji Yue returned to the room, where the little man was already sleeping lightly.
The faint moonlight shines in through the window lattice, her pretty face is white as snow, her brows are picturesque, and her thin red lips are slightly open, moving with her breathing.
Ji Yue stood there and stared for a long time.
These three words Ye Qingge will always be his destination.
He took off his clothes, got into the brocade quilt, and held the woman's little hand in his palm.
Qing Ge turned around, moved slightly, and rolled into Ji Yue's arms naturally.
Qing Ge opened her eyes a little and said lazily, "Xiao Yueyue, you are back."
"Yeah." The man's voice was quite hoarse.
Qing Ge jumped into the man's arms like an octopus, and warmth swept through his body. Due to sleepiness, Qing Ge looked groggy and a bit confused.
"Xiao Yueyue, no matter where you go, you must take me with you."
She said drowsily.
Ji Yue raised her hand for a moment, then put it down and patted Qingge's back, "Okay."
Qingge buried her face in Ji Yue's chest, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.
Even if you die, you must take me with you.
Never go to hell alone, let me stay alone in this world and fall into this abyss of loneliness.