Although the old naughty boy was afraid of the changes in the aventurine, he was even more angry at the death of his beloved pet.
The death of Ling Yelang was enough to make him lose all reason and become furious.
The old naughty boy glared at Aventurine, and looked at Qing Ge who was being protected by Aventurine with a sinister look.
"King, this bitch is nothing. She killed my beloved pet!" the old naughty boy said angrily.
"Seven clan elders, this girl is my friend. You need to be more polite when you speak." There was a strong warning in Aventurine's words. At least at this moment, he is a king with majesty, and
Not an infatuated person who loses his mind at any time.
"It's okay, elder of the seven tribes. She didn't mean it. She is the king's friend, and today is the engagement feast between me and the king. It's not good to see blood." Ye Ge's words were flawless and can be called beautiful.
.
It was her words that completely angered the elders of the seven clans.
"Didn't you mean it? Tsk... Wang, even if you stop me today, I will kill this bitch and bury her with my beloved pet!"
The old naughty boy's body flew out like a gust of wind, like a shooting star chasing the moon. It came with countless squally blades surging in the sky, as if it wanted to crush Qingge's body into powder.
Aventurine frowned, and the anger in his eyes became even more intense. The moment he waved his hand, countless green lotuses shot out, and the beautiful light bloomed under the setting sun.
Under the green lotus, the strong wind blade disintegrated and disappeared into smoke, seemingly vulnerable to a single blow.
Look at the faint green lotus, which is as dense as smoke and mist, and blooms like a faint light.
The figure of the old naughty boy appeared in front of Qinglian. He held out two sharp scimitars in his hands. The back of the scimitars was inlaid with many sharp white thorns, and the blades were sharp.
The old naughty boy faced Qinglian's attack, released his hands, and threw the two scimitars out.
The scimitar swept towards both sides, and finally followed the track and attacked Qingge's face.
As the scimitar flew past, the white bone spurs on the back of the blade separated from the blade and became smaller and larger, like the blade of a spear.
Qing Ge seemed to have flaws in front of the Scimitar Bone Spur.
The singer held the Mingwang sword, his eyes condensed.
But at this moment, a group of people appeared slowly.
Sui Linggui, dressed in black, descended from the sky. He waved his long sleeves, his mind moved violently, and his powerful mental power caused the two scimitars and bone spurs to fall to the ground!
"Chief!" the old naughty boy exclaimed.
"Seven clan elders, what are you doing?!" Sui Linggui was slightly angry.
"This bitch, kill Ling Yelang!" The old naughty boy pointed at Qing Ge, his eyes blazing with hatred, "Clan leader, you know how important Ling Yelang is to me. If she is not buried with her, it will be hard to get rid of my heart.
anger!"
"Spiritual Night Wolf?"
Sui Linggui turned back to look at Qing Ge, "Did you kill Ling Yelang?"
"It's not me, but I saw with my own eyes that there was a dead bone puppet who killed Ling Yelang." Qing Ge walked out of the protective range of Aventurine Cod and looked at the old naughty boy, "Seven clan elders, I killed Ling Yelang, you
I didn’t see it with my own eyes, and the clan elder’s beloved pet is so powerful, how could I kill it with just one person? The clan elder’s anger, the younger generation understands, I also have a beloved pet that has been with me for several years, so how can I be an ordinary beast?
Comparable to the death of Ling Yelang, I believe that the clan elders, while angry, should know better than the younger generation that only by killing a real murderer can Ling Yelang die in peace."
Qingge spoke calmly and calmly, without any hint of cowardice. He had a clear mind and talked with the angry elder of the Seven Clans.
"Are you fooling me? I am not a foolish person. I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go." The old naughty boy said in a low voice.
In an instant, the two scimitars and bone spurs that fell to the ground were placed on Qingge's neck.
At this time, even Aventurine Cod and Sui Linggui cannot protect Qingge. As long as the old naughty boy makes a move, Qingge will definitely die!
Aventurine frowned, not understanding what Qingge was doing, and the goddess was even more confused.
All right, why does Qing Ge mention the Dead Bone Puppet?
The old naughty boy didn't seem to want to waste time with Qing Ge, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the scimitar was about to kill him!
Qingge had a quiet voice and said calmly: "If you kill a thousand by mistake, you will still let one go in the end...",
It was this sentence that told the scimitar to stop.
Even though the old naughty boy stopped the scimitar, the two scimitars still scratched the skin on Qingge's neck.
There were two blood stains, and the blood slowly overflowed. It was not a lot of blood, but it was enough to shock people.
What shocked people was not only the blood between the skin of his neck and the scimitar, but also Qingge's calm posture and the smile blooming at the corner of his mouth.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" The old naughty boy frowned, looking unpredictable.
"Compared with my life and death, finding the real culprit who killed Lingye Wolf is more important." Qingge smiled as brightly as a flower, and the blood on the wound on his neck was still flowing.
The overflowing blood beads gathered into blood lines, dyeing the old naughty boy's scimitar red.
"You know what's interesting." The old naughty boy sneered, but had no intention of putting down the scimitar, "Dead Bone Puppet? There is no breath of Dead Bone Puppet here, and hundreds of Qinglian soldiers saw it with their own eyes. You slaughtered my beloved pet with extreme cruelty. You
I can make excuses."
"Hundreds of Qinglian soldiers saw it with their own eyes? Tsk... I don't know who the Seven Clan always offends, so that they want that person to deliberately plan to kill Ling Yelang, and frame him up against me. It's a pity that I am a mere weak woman.
It doesn’t matter if he’s dead, but the real murderer behind it is still at large.” Qingge said softly.
"Miss Ji, do you know that dead bone puppets are prohibited, and there are no dead bone puppets here. And..." Sui Linggui glanced at Qingge's Mingwang sword, "Your sword is contaminated with Ling Yelang
blood!"
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, "This morning, two groups of people came to the palace where I live. One group is from the You Clan Demon Palace, and the other group, I don't know who it is, the official group robbed me.
Mingwang Sword. After snatching the knife, the goddess came, and the goddess can testify for me. After the goddess left, I was practicing in the temple, and a girl sent me a colorful dress. I didn't pay attention, and I was still practicing. She told me about the Feast of the Universe
It's about to start, let me get ready."
At this point, Qing Ge paused for a moment, and then said: "After the girl left, I found that I was trapped in the palace. Outside the palace, someone put a barrier on it. When I tried to clear the barrier and walked out of the palace, I found that
Outside the palace, I saw a pool of blood and my Mingwang sword. I also saw the Dead Bone Puppet hurried away. If the elders of the seven clans don’t believe it, they can send someone to my palace to check what happened. There are signs of fighting in the bathhouse. Outside the palace, there are also
Boundary."
In the face of danger, Qingge remains calm and calm.
The blood on his neck dyed a few strands of silver hair red.
She speaks elegantly, is graceful and calm, and has an air of nobility.
Sui Linggui looked at Qing Ge in a daze.
Suddenly I remembered that thousands of years ago, the Green Lotus King was cold and icy, standing on a high mountain, overlooking all living beings.
She asked: "Why doesn't the king get a wife?"
"No woman in this world is qualified to be my queen."
He said: "As Queen Qinglian, you should care about the world and not be selfish, face the danger of life and death without changing your expression, and be exposed to the rain of death without bending your knees..."
Once upon a time, Sui Linggui did not have this concept.
Now, seeing Qing Ge, Sui Linggui seemed to understand the meaning of these words.
Yes, Queen Qinglian, how can she be an ordinary person?
The Qinglian clan has only one queen! That sacred throne must not be desecrated!
In Sui Linggui's eyes, murderous intent was fleeting, and a sharp light flashed quietly.