In the blink of an eye, the green lotus light and fire transformed from the futon took Qing Ge and the goddess to the Nine Thousand Climb to the Sky Platform.
At this moment, in front of the futon rooftop, there is only the demon palace with a bleak figure and an indescribable expression.
Demon Palace put away the fan holding the picture of the lady, and looked back at her buttocks. Although she seemed unscathed, she had actually experienced an injury.
Yaodian really didn’t understand why he suffered unreasonable disasters twice when he sat on it.
On the other hand, Ji Meili and the other two entered without any obstruction.
Could it be that this is a male?
Demon Hall walked around the rooftop platform and studied for a long time but couldn't figure out why.
Finally, Yaodian gritted his teeth, jumped up with all his strength, and sat on the futon.
Ha! If two beauties get in through this, he can't return without success, can he?
Unexpectedly, before Yaodian's thoughts could drift away, a burst of pain came from his buttocks. Yaodian screamed again and jumped three feet high.
The futon actually shocked his buttocks.
The demon palace's anger is overwhelming, not to mention that every man's anger will cause blood to fly five steps, but the demon palace's anger will make thousands of tribes change their colors.
Yaodian is a good boy who perseveres and perseveres. He sits on the futon again and again and is thrown out again and again.
Here the demon palace is fighting against the futon, and on the other side, Qingge and the goddess have arrived at the first-level rooftop platform.
Nine thousand steps.
Looking up, I can't see the top.
The goddess took Qingge's hand and held it firmly, "No matter what happens in the future, please..."
He laughed softly and said, "Let's go!"
Singing softly and boldly, one step on the couch to reach the rooftop.
This first step to the rooftop is a space.
It is clearly a small space, but when you are inside the space, you can feel the vastness of the world.
It snowed heavily and ice covered thousands of miles.
Qingge's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with frost. She smiled slightly, endured the cold that cracked her bones, and walked forward together.
The distance of half a step seems to have taken half a lifetime.
The cold worsened, and at the same time, the old kneecap injury was aggravated.
pain……
Qingge knelt on the ground weakly, with silver hair and brown clothes.
As the ice and snow froze, traces of dirty air surged out of her body.
The first step is to climb to the rooftop, wash away the essence and marrow, and wash away all the blood and dirt.
Ice skin and jade skin, in a sense, is such a concept.
Ice is the bones, jade is the skin, and snow is the hair. Such a woman can be said to be the most beautiful and beautiful woman in the country.
Qingge knelt for a long time. When she couldn't hold on any longer, she put a hand on her forehead and swept away the ice and snow.
Qingge opened her eyes and saw the goddess.
There are no old injuries on the goddess's body. She has a smooth and jade-skinned person, so she didn't suffer much pain on the first step to the rooftop.
At least, it's not as painful as a light song.
Qing Ge had many old injuries all over his body, not to mention the kneecaps, and the tendons had been broken in the ring when he was young, not to mention that his heart had been replaced...
Don't stay too long on the first rooftop. The longer you go, the deeper the pain will be.
Gradually, the goddess felt uncomfortable, her face became miserable, and she could no longer hold on.
Qingge made a quick decision and shook off the goddess's hand, "You go in first, I'll be there soon."
"Come with me."
The goddess once again supported Qingge and walked forward.
Qingge's eyes were moist, "Why bother?"
The goddess smiled sweetly: "I am a person of great promise. I promised Lord Chi Yan that I would bring you back to the elves safe and sound, so nothing can happen to you. Otherwise, how can I have the face to go back and see Lord Chi Yan?"
Hearing this, Qing Ge did not hesitate, stood up immediately, and walked forward with difficulty and slowness.
"Goddess, I owe you this love." Qingge said.
The goddess smiled and showed her teeth: "How can we say these things between friends? Let's go..."
The two supported each other, stepping on the cold snow step by step.
This road has no end.
This space has no doors.
The sky and the earth are covered with white snow, and the gray sky is like a chaotic world covered in shadows, which is more depressing than the bloody storm.
Bang. Qing Ge fainted. The goddess's eyes were slightly red, her hands were like ice cubes and she could no longer lift them up.
The goddess looked around, then took off her coat, threw away her scepter, and pulled off her crown.
The goddess wrapped Qing Ge in her coat, and then tied it to her back with the vines on the crown. Finally, the goddess tremblingly stretched out her hand to pick up the scepter, used it as a crutch to lean on the ground, and walked forward slowly.
Qingge lay on the goddess's shoulder, and opened her eyes in a daze.
Realizing that he was being carried by the goddess, Qing Ge wanted to get down, but the goddess said, "Don't move, I don't have the strength to make you struggle anymore."
"Do you know why I can't hold on?" Qingge asked.
The goddess was stunned.
"I have killed many people. You have never killed anyone, so you are clean. The first step to the rooftop is to wash away the blood. I can't wash it off, give up on me..." Qing Ge sighed.
"Kill..." The goddess pursed her lips and paused between the ice and snow.
The sky and the earth were vast and covered with snow, and she was all alone.
No, she is accompanied by someone else.
The goddess smiled lightly: "How many more people will I kill in the future?"
A look of surprise gradually appeared in Qingge's eyes. For a long time, Qingge lay on the goddess's shoulder and exhaled a white breath: "The elf goddess is actually a fool."
"..."
In this way, the goddess carried her on her back and walked forward against the wind and heavy snow.
"Here we are, here we are... Qing Ge, look, we are here!"
Qingge was drowsy when she heard the goddess's happy shout.
Qingge opened her eyes and saw a little fire.
The goddess carried her on her back and walked into the firelight.
A soft song stirs the soul, and one wakes up instantly. The fire is a boundless fire.
Shrill wails sounded from all directions.
Qingge jumped off the goddess's shoulders. She looked down and saw that the goddess's shoes were gone, and her feet were red and swollen from the cold.
The goddess shivered, even in this hot fire, she only felt the boundless cold.
The goddess sat on the ground and curled up, squatted down with a soft song, held the goddess's feet, and placed them in his arms.
The goddess wanted to withdraw her jade feet, but Qingge held them down fiercely, "Don't move."
"It's not in line with the etiquette." The goddess blushed and held back her words for a long time.
"Li, you idiot, I have a husband and a son, please don't plot against me." Qingge said quickly.
The goddess coughed dryly and said seriously: "What are you thinking about?"
Qingge smiled, helped the goddess and walked towards the fire.
Ice and snow wash away the blood.
This fire exercises your will.
Thunder and lightning, forging skin and flesh.
…
It is true to say that if you climb to the sky together, you will be in the same heaven.
Qingge and the goddess hugged each other and walked to the tenth rooftop.
Here is the desert.
Except for the first ice and snow, all the other light songs persisted, but the goddess could not persist.
Qing Ge imitated her method, tied the goddess to his body, and moved forward with a cane.
But when Qing Ge touched the goddess's scepter, some strange feelings arose in her heart.
It was as if she and the scepter had become one.
In the elves, people of noble status all have scepters, which symbolize different identities. At the same time, there is unfathomable power in the scepter.
When the elves fight, they all compete with the power of the scepter.