Liang Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Qing Ge, slightly pursed his lips.
He didn't understand or understand why he had to go to the banquet alone.
Knowing that the Hongmen Banquet was going on, I should have gone into hiding during these extraordinary times.
Gu Rongzha couldn't find a way to break through the realm of death for the time being, so he held a Hongmen Banquet just to lure Qing Ge out.
"Madam, are you going alone?" Liang Xiao asked.
"I'll go with her." Liu Yan'er looked at Qingge and looked at her, her red lips curved into a slight smile.
Comrades who have been together for a long time should fight side by side in any bloody battle.
What a friend, who will accompany you to conquer the world, accompany you in wanderings, and enjoy all the glory and wealth with you.
It was night, Qingge was walking alone on the road to the realm of death, until she walked out of the boundaries of the realm of death and arrived at the real land of Dongzhou.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the breeze blows.
The place where Ye Jingfeng is located is closest to the Death Realm. Therefore, if you want to win the Death Realm, you must first share the same enemy with Ye Jingfeng.
Unfortunately, Night Terror will not do anything detrimental to the realm of death.
Qingge walked to the magnificent palace, where stone houses stretched out one after another.
This is her father's territory.
Her father is in this palace.
Perhaps, during her years in the Four-Star Continent, she heard too many things about night terrors.
The carefree and majestic god of war stood tall and proud, holding a blood-stained machete in his hand, standing outside the sky and overlooking the world.
Later, Qingge felt a little disappointed. Her father was not that smart or stalwart enough.
However, it is undeniable that he is always her father and he always has her in his heart.
Qingge also wants to see what his father is like.
Qingge stood in the strong wind in the middle of the night, her thin and slender figure falling to the ground at any time like a willow in the wind, her shoulders capable of carrying mountains, and her eyes as black as ink hid the holy light of the stars.
Suddenly, bursts of popping sounds were heard, Qing Ge's eyes flashed, his steps moved back, he held his breath and hid in the dark shadows.
Then I saw some soldiers wearing black armor walking on the roads on both sides in front of the palace, as well as cavalry sitting on black horses holding bows and arrows. Their hard and heavy helmets only revealed their eyes.
Dense numbers of soldiers appeared in front of the palace.
Qingge's attention was attracted by a man on the horse.
He was sitting on a tall horse, wearing armor that shone with piercing cold light, and a Lingtian sword at his waist. He looked coldly at the palace in front of him, and the soldiers on horseback behind him raised a dark green flag, and the word "Xiao" was clearly visible.
!
One of the Eight Great Monarchs, Xiao Richen.
Xiao Richen was not wearing a helmet. From Qingge's angle, he could only see a side profile. It was clear that he was a tough guy. His eyes looking forward showed the vicissitudes of time. At the same time, although this man had no sinister air, he was more...
Without Haoran's righteousness, he would be like a cruel executioner with an expressionless face, standing on the guillotine and cutting off those who stood in his way one by one!
Xiao Richen seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned his head to look into a dark hiding place, his eyes wandering.
Qingge saw Xiao Richen's face. Even though he was in his forties, he could still see his youthful handsomeness between his eyebrows.
Singing softly, the body is like a ghost, and the breath is blocked.
Xiao Richen gradually withdrew his gaze, raised his arms, raised his arms, gave an order, and led his men to rush in and surround the palace.
Entering the palace quickly and singing softly.
"Master Xiao." Ye Jingfeng came over with a haggard and exhausted look, glanced at the soldiers behind Xiao Richen, and smiled coldly, "What are you going to do, Master Xiao?"
Xiao Richen had no intention of dismounting, and the soldiers beside him swarmed forward, pointing their extremely sharp swords, guns, swords and halberds at Ye Jingfeng.
The other men under Ye Jingfeng were also tough men. Faced with such a scene, not only were they not afraid at all, but they picked up weapons to fight.
Night terrors covered my chin with stubble.
In the past few days, he got the news.
He knew that his daughter almost died in Dingshan Mountain and his wife appeared in Dingshan Mountain.
Why did his wife, whom he doted on to the core of his being, become a beggar?
But he is incompetent.
He was bound by Gu Rongzhao and was not allowed to leave Dongzhou.
He was also afraid that once he left, this land would be occupied by Gu Rongzhao. Wouldn't it be a case of Gu Rongzhao and his group of ambitious people taking over the Death Realm to get something for themselves?
He wanted to look for emptiness, but in recent days the emptiness disappeared without a trace.
Over the years, he has developed the habit of discussing things with Emptiness.
Just because when he was the most miserable and difficult, he was by his side with emptiness and no regrets.
Apart from that, there is no one else.
He couldn't wait to hug his wife and daughter, but he could do nothing. He just looked at the sun, moon and stars under the vast night and expressed his longing for her.
"Sovereign Ye, I heard that Lord Gu's top-quality spiritual treasure Qiankun Bracelet was missing, so I asked me to come to your place to search for it, Lord Ye," Xiao Richen said.
"How dare you!" Ye Jingfeng shouted angrily and showed his long sword.
He was like a high mountain standing in front of Xiao Richen.
"Is there something evil in Lord Ye's heart?" Xiao Richen narrowed his eyes, his expression and eyes did not change at all, and he remained calm.
"I, Ye Jingfeng, have been upright and aboveboard all my life. Have I ever had any ghosts in my heart?" Ye Jingfeng sneered.
Ye Jingfeng finally understood that Xiao Richen was here to eradicate dissidents on Gu Rongzhao's behalf.
Gu Rongzhao could not tolerate him for a long time, but why did he have to attack now?
In the past, Gu Rongzha was afraid of the emptiness in the Tianji Tower, so he fought openly and secretly with him but made no big moves.
Now, why?
"If you don't have a ghost in your heart, why would you block our way?" Xiao Richen said calmly.
Ye Jingfeng sneered: "You can also search the place where I am Ye Jingfeng. What is the right and wrong? Since you, Xiao Richen, are Gu Rongzha's lackey, you should know better than anyone else?"
Xiao Richen smiled instead of getting angry, "Did you know that a big shot from the realm of death has come to replace your husband as the master of the Night God Palace?"
Temporary husband... Ye Jingfeng's pupils shrank, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
"Ye Jingfeng, you really gave birth to a promising daughter."
"If you dare to touch my daughter, we will never share our hatred in this life!" Ye Jingfeng ripped the air with a flash of cold light and cut through the sky. The strong wind passed by on both sides, and a sword penetrated the strong wind and pointed straight at it.
Xiao Richen.
Countless sword energy attacked Xiao Richen's face like a violent storm.
Xiao Richen had to go through a lot of hardships to barely escape the blow.
Ye Jingfeng's hand holding the sword was shaking.
That silly girl!
Why disturb the troubled waters of Dongzhou!
Gu Rongzhao fell in love with Xiao Richen and had a friendship with the Wang family clan.
In the end, Gu Rongzhao's family was the only one in Dongzhou.
Ye Jingfeng missed his daughter all day long and focused on finding his missing wife.
If not, with his talent, twenty years would be enough for him to dominate Dongzhou!
In the darkness, hearing the soft singing of those words, a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This man is his father.
A moment of happiness surged throughout my body.
She is no longer alone, walking alone in this world without money.
She has a father, a mother, a husband and children.
Even if his father has lost his strength through vicissitudes of life, even if his mother has faded into darkness, even if his husband’s life or death is uncertain, even if his son is missing.