"Your Excellency, do you want Ye Qingge?" Fang Yu turned back to look at the man in black, his eyes gleaming like blades.
The man in black nodded, "Your Excellency Xun told me this. Mr. Fang, don't be too greedy. He doesn't care what Jiu Ci does, but Ye Qingge is the woman that Your Excellency Xun likes."
"What does Xunwu Lei mean?" Fang Yu said in a deep voice.
"What Mr. Fang wants is a plaything. Mr. Xun wants to marry Ye Qingge. After all, she is the Demon King's woman. The words have been brought to Mr. Fang. Mr. Fang can take care of himself. After the incident is over, Mr. Xun will come to see you in person."
"..."
The man in black turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Fang Yu was sitting next to the Fiery Cave, his face so dark that it looked as if he could drip ink.
Jiuci is a man after all, and this deal is really not a good deal.
His only regret is that he has never met Yan Bingtong in the past twenty years.
He regrets every moment now. Yan Bingtong's wings have been broken, so why should he care about Yan Bingtong's mood.
Not only can you win Yan Bingtong's heart, but it is also a beautiful thing to win Yan Bingtong's person.
It's a pity that he was so good to Yan Bingtong that this woman kept fighting against him.
But it doesn’t matter, without Yan Bingtong, there is still Ye Qingge, without Ye Qingge, there is still Jiu Ci...
They are all his playthings.
The firelight reflected a strange color in Fang Yu's eyes. Fang Yu's face became more and more handsome and evil, more like a handsome man in his early twenties.
Fang Yu's eyes stared at the Fiery Cave like cold poisonous snakes, and Yan Bingtong, the spirit girl in the distant Shenyue City, shuddered.
Medicine Sect.
Wan Jinding.
The boundless darkness.
Five points of the world.
The breath of the fire dragon in the east is hot and scorching, in the south the ice emerges from water and turns into dragons, and the snow and fog seal the sky. In the west, there is a terrifying and gloomy tomb, and the mounds of soil turn into wild desert sand. In the far north, there is a wooden monument towering into the sky, carved with obscure ancient symbols.
Wen, there is a sculpture in the center of the cauldron. The beauty on the sculpture is wearing a golden robe, holding a divine bow, and the arrow points to the sky.
The woman in the gilt sculpture Qing Ge is very familiar. She is the empress who has fought alongside her for a long time.
When Qingge stepped into the territory of the cauldron, light suddenly appeared in the fifth part of the land, and the fire dragon swept across the vast land and rushed towards her. The land was covered with ice and snow and fog filled the sky. The door of the tomb was opened, as if waiting for her to enter, and the wooden monument split.
It turned into shards of sharp blades and fell straight down like flowers scattered by the goddess. Only the statue of the Queen in the center remained motionless, but it was as precious as ever.
No matter how powerful the alchemist is, he cannot withstand such an offensive and the five elements that defy the heavens.
Qingge stood with her back straight, looking at the attack coming towards her with indifferent eyes.
"Man is in the heaven and earth, but also outside the five elements. The five elements of heaven and earth cover the sky with snow, golden mountains are dotted with dragons traveling across the sea, and the gates of the tombs of Ten Thousand Lin Climbing to Heaven are open..."
Sing softly and read out the words you see. These words are carved on the wood pieces.
Even though she was prepared for a narrow escape, the danger of Wan Jin Ding was beyond her expectation.
"Silly girl, go back or you will die!" Feng Qi shouted hoarsely.
These days, she yelled crazily and tried to stop her, but now she could no longer control Qing Ge. She could only watch Qing Ge walk into Wanjin Cauldron, leading to a near-death end.
"Your Majesty, if I die somewhere, please take your body back. I am very sorry that I cannot go to the world of immortality, but I will have no regrets if you are alive, Your Majesty."
Qingge walked forward against the wind, frost, snow and rain, her eyes were as firm and indifferent as ice. She was like a stern warrior, walking forward without fear of the rain and blood.
Her back was as straight as a green pine, and her eyes were as cold as stars, as if she were dead.
She has too many responsibilities on her shoulders, as heavy as a mountain.
She has been a human being in two lives, and she has lived happily until today. She does not complain about heaven and earth, does not hate others, but is transcendent and magnanimous.
"Ye Qingge! I order you! Get out of Wanjin Cauldron!" Feng Qi yelled at the top of his lungs, his beautiful eyes so red that they turned bloody, and his anger turned into a voice that shot up into the sky.
Qingge closed her eyes and walked forward.
Her voice was very soft.
"Ancestor, you left the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron and you forged the Five Elements Heaven. You didn't want the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron to be passed down by others, because you left the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron to protect the Queen."
"I am also protecting your empress. Please trust me and give me the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron so that I can reshape your body for your empress."
"Disciple Ye Qingge, I paid my respects to my ancestors and begged my ancestors to give me the Ten Thousand Gold Cauldron so that I can pass on your faith and protect the safety of your empress with your protection for thousands of years."
"..."
Feng Qi, who was shouting hysterically while listening to every word Qing Ge said, suddenly fell silent and looked at Qing Ge melancholy.
"What an idiot!" Feng Qi sulked.
At this moment, it is a speechless mood.
At this moment, it is the bond between two women.
The love in this world is an ever-lasting bond, involving the empress from ten thousand years ago and the Eastern Emperor ten thousand years later.
Qingge closed her eyes, limped her legs, and walked forward as calmly as possible.
Endless dangers were coming at her from all directions, death was like the wind, and sharp blades were touching her face.
The cold fog came like a wild wolf, the wood chips were like swords trying to penetrate her bones, the tomb opened, the darkness of the abyss attracted her, and the flames wanted to burn her to ashes.
The speed is as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning.
A matter of just one breath.
Just when the four five-element attacks were about to shatter Qing Ge's body, Feng Qi closed his eyes and bit his lower lip.
No……
Fengqi's soul is wailing.
Qingge was not afraid of danger and still said: "Disciple Ye Qingge, please ancestors trust me!"
In an instant, the violent wind suddenly stopped, the cold air stagnated, the fire dragon solidified, and thousands of wooden blades were suspended motionless.
Qingge opened her eyes, smiling like the wind, shockingly calm, "Thank you, ancestors."
She then walked forward, and with her pace, the cold mist closed and returned to the south, the flame dragon went to the east, countless wooden blades merged into one to form a spire, and the door of the tomb gradually closed.
She is a bold and adventurous person, trying to figure out the intentions of her ancestors.
The key to Wanjin Cauldron is Fengqi...
The idea of Qing Ge is right.
However, how to inherit the Wanjin Cauldron is not an easy task.
Walking in the cauldron with a light song, observing five points of heaven and earth.
In the world outside the tripod, ten phoenixes fly to Dongzhou and Ye Shen Palace.
Bing Lingtian, the 'demon queen' of the demon tribe, was sitting on the phoenix chair, her narrow eyes flashing with cold light.
"Damn mortals, are they worthy of giving birth to the demon king's child?"
Only now did she want to understand what Ye Shen Palace meant.
Night God, Night God...
"Ha, what a night god. He is just a mortal, but he still wants to be a god?"
She wants to destroy Yagami Palace.
She wants to kill that disgusting child.
The son of the Demon King is also the Demon King.
How could the bloodline of the Demon King be touched by mortals?
Bing Lingtian was sitting on the phoenix chair, her Qidao shoulders were trembling, and her face was as pale as paper.
The Flowing Cloud Spirit Girl Feng Clan among the Feng Clan was once the mount of the Immortal Realm God.
If she sends Phoenix there, the Nine Realms will turn a blind eye.