The Demon Queen was very ambitious and gradually came up with a bold idea.
The bloodline of the Demon King is an uncertain factor.
but--
The Qinglian clan is different.
The Demon Queen wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and chin with the back of her hand, and stood up, intending to walk towards the aventurine.
Aventurine held the snow-white noble cat in his arms. His eyes were cold and desolate, slightly melancholy because of the tear stain at the end of his eyes.
As he walked forward slowly, the dawn illuminated the vast land, the cold wind of the desert lifted the hem of his robe, and the begonias bloomed in the wind. Although he was the king of heaven and earth, ninety-five statues, he was spotless, like an immortal in a god's mansion.
.
The Demon Queen's breathing gradually became rapid. It was said that the Demon Realm had some connection with the Qinglian clan thousands of years ago.
She had previously thought about taking the path of the Qinglian clan, but the Qinglian clan was too powerful and hidden.
Even if she tried her best, she would still be unable to find him. Now that she was able to see him, the Demon Queen thought it was a God-given opportunity and she would not let it go.
The Demon Queen pursed her lips tightly and tightened her eyes. She straightened her clothes for a while, walked a few steps in the direction of Aventurine, then knelt down in a respectful posture, raised her hands, arched them slightly, and said loudly:
"King Qinglian, here is the Demon Queen of the Demon Realm..."
However, before the Demon Queen could finish her words, the expression on her face suddenly froze, her pupils shrank slightly in shock, and the desert world was reflected in her eyes.
Aventurine walked to Qing Ge and stopped. He held Qing Ge and looked at her complicatedly.
There was no picture related to her in his memory.
But for some reason, looking at the tears on her face, Aventurine's heart ached, and a feeling of suffocation filled his heart and lungs.
Qingge sat on the ground, a pair of gorgeous scarlet wings growing behind her back, and she raised her head.
He raised his face and looked at the aventurine cod with clear and empty eyes.
Aventurine lowered his head and looked at her.
The most tender thing is the gentleness of bowing one's head.
Even the faint morning light and the yellow sand of the desert have been softened at this moment.
Like a flower blooming from the ashes of Jiuyou, the name of the flower is Ziyue, and its flowering season is endless.
"Girl...have we...met somewhere?"
When Aventurine spoke, his cold and boundless narrow eyes gradually gathered a little bit of water.
Tears blurred his vision, like a layer of fog.
Qingge's face was blurred in the mist, and the ethereal feeling made Aventurine panic for a moment.
Tears slid down her handsome face, dripping onto the woman's stunning cheeks, and gathered into beads with her tears flowing down.
The purple moon flower in the heart blooms beautifully.
She raised her hand tremblingly and wiped away the tears on the side of Aventurine's face.
She tilted her head slightly, her face covered with tears, but her smile was as bright as a flower.
Those fragmented images appeared in my mind.
Towering mountains.
A heavy snowfall.
A purple moon flower.
A man without blood.
He climbed up Longfeng Mountain.
He sacrificed the purple moon flower with blood.
His body was shattered and separated by the snow.
…
ah!
Qingge suddenly raised her head, her three thousand silver hair fluttering in the desert wind, and her dark green eyes seemed to be about to burst.
A splitting headache.
Those images were like sharp swords piercing her soul.
Tears couldn't stop overflowing from my eyes.
The fragmented pictures gradually pieced together into a beautiful and flawless face in front of her eyes.
It's the face of aventurine.
Dongling——
Dongling——
She called softly.
Her eyes sparkled with tears.
She held Aventurine's face, but her smile was so fragile and broken.
Along the way, she faced life and death catastrophes and endured many hardships. Even if she was covered in scars, she could persevere.
Not afraid of the wind and rain ahead, not afraid of demons and ghosts, with a sword in hand, dare to shout to the heaven and earth, dare to fight with the gods.
It can be seen that she cried hysterically? It can be seen that she was too weak to beg for mercy?
Only at this moment, I couldn't stop crying.
Even if she tried her best to use the healing power of the Snow Spirit Pearl and the endless spiritual power of the Danhuo to close her eyes, she still couldn't stop the tears from falling like rain.
Two lines of clear tears fell one after another.
More and more.
Nothing can be done to stop it.
The feeling of seeing an old friend again after being lost is like the sky filled with trees and silver flowers blooming brilliantly, and the mind is filled with the buzzing of fire.
So wonderful.
Aventurine looked at her strangely.
During this period, many people approached him in different ways, which made him resist and feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
But when he saw the woman in front of him, instead of feeling disgusted, he wanted to get close to her, go to her, and protect her.
"Girl...is..." Aventurine asked doubtfully.
she is……
Who is she?
She is nothing!
Forget it or forget it, it's not unimportant, it's just that she doesn't want Aventurine to suffer that sin again.
This fool will do anything for his obsession, even his life.
"Your Majesty, we are here for business." Ye Ge suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and walked quickly towards the aventurine, taking one step forward as if to completely separate Qingge and the aventurine.
These days in the Qinglian clan, she has begun to learn to deal with many things.
Now she only needs to get close to Aventurine and become pregnant with the little prince, and then she can naturally become the queen of the Qinglian clan.
She got rid of Li Cuihua's sad and dirty past. She is a brand new person. She is the lucky one chosen by God.
From then on, there was no more Li Cuihua in the world, only Queen Qinglian.
Night Song, what a nice name.
However——
When she appeared in the desert of Dongzhou and saw this deity, the arrogance she had maintained all this time suddenly collapsed.
She was like a hurried clown, her whole body, including every breath she took, was full of embarrassment.
With red clothes and white hair, even the name of Night Song has become a shame.
Ye Ge gritted her teeth and her eyes were full of cold light. When she was trying to stop Aventurine Cod, she kicked Qing Ge in the cheek, "Ignorant girl, I don't know what to say. Why don't you kneel down and salute when you see King Qinglian?"
Qing Ge's eyes flashed with a sharp look. When Ye Ge made a move, a strong wind hit him. Qing Ge slapped his palm on the ground, turned his body on the spot to avoid the kick, and then stood up, his movements as smooth and fast as water.
Then he saw her left foot on the ground, her right leg raised high, and a whip kick hit Ye Ge unceremoniously on the side of the head.
Ye Ge screamed, and his body flew through the sky in a semicircle like a kite with its string cut off, and fell straight to the ground.
Qingge raised her head, raised her right hand high, tilted the wine pot with the dawn in her hand, and the wine overflowed from the spout, spilling all over her face.
Qingge's red lips were slightly open, and she drank the strong wine almost greedily.
After a long while, Qing Ge lowered his eyes and threw the wine bottle at Ye Ge.
The wine bottle was smashed just in front of Ye Ge, and some of the fragments even pierced her face.
Ye Ge spread his hands palms up in front of him, and the blood on his face dripped onto his palms along his cheeks.
Ye Ge looked at the red blood on his palms and let out a shrill scream again.
She opened her eyes wide and glared at Qingge angrily.
However, the next moment he looked at Qingge, Yege was trembling with fear and sincere fear.
Her dark green eyes are as beautiful as an elf and as poisonous as a snake or scorpion.
Her scarlet blood-red clothes resembled a wedding robe, and she smelled strongly of wine. She said arrogantly: "Where can a fake come from that dares to blow its beard and glare?"