Standing in the house where the remaining warmth of the fire still lingered, the goddess felt as if she was in another world.
Everything that had happened in the past half month had gone through so many ups and downs that she didn't know what to do.
Qingge patted the goddess on the shoulder, breathed out a sigh of relief, and said happily: "That's great."
The goddess pursed her lips tightly, and her puppet-like life seemed to have changed from this moment on.
Suddenly, the goddess looked serious, and her expression was serious and solemn, and she knelt on her knees in front of Qingge.
Qing Ge frowned and quickly stretched out his hand to help the goddess: "What are you doing? Since you and I are friends, we don't need to be so pretentious."
The goddess raised her head, silvery white hair was scattered in the air, and her pupils were filled with thousands of emotions. She did not want to get up, and Qingge did not dare to use force to help her.
After all, the goddess had two of her veins ripped out, her Tianling Cap had been struck by a scepter, and her back bones were broken. Even if her bloodline was changed, the internal injuries and sequelae would still be there.
"Jie Bilan!" Qingge shouted angrily, calling out the goddess's full name.
"Ge'er, in my life, in the past few decades, I can't even laugh. Even if I am a puppet, I have no regrets. I know how to walk the road of life, even if my heart
There are rivers and seas, but I am used to being a puppet, but it is difficult to take off the mask of hypocrisy on my face. Today, I do not hate Yun Shen, and I do not blame the elves. If I fall into hell, I will bring it on myself. But now
All these changes tell me that from now on, I will no longer be a puppet, and I will no longer need to be hypocritical."
Bang.
The goddess' head hit the ground heavily.
In an instant, the goddess straightened her upper body, and there was a faint trace of blood on her forehead, which showed the depth of the force of the knock.
The goddess continued: "I once thought we would be friends, but until now, I finally understand that we are not friends."
Two kowtows.
Once again, her forehead hit the ground hard, Qing Ge frowned in distress, looking at the stubborn goddess but helpless.
"Idiot! We're not friends, what are we?" Qingge said angrily.
The goddess smiled and hit the ground again.
After kowtowing three times, the goddess said: "After three bows, the world is vast, the world is vast, and the four seas are so vast. There is only one master of mine, and that is Ye Qingge."
Qingge stared, her face darkened, and her complexion turned completely dark: "I treat you as a friend, what are you doing? How can we help each other when we are willing to do this?"
The goddess was about to get up, but her body was swaying a little. Even though Qing Ge was angry, she couldn't bear it, so she quietly and gently supported the goddess.
"Please master, please give me a surname. From now on, I am willing to follow you all my life until the end of my life. I am willing to bear your surname and protect you to eternal life!" the goddess said sincerely.
Qingge's eyes were wet: "Okay."
"Slave Ye Bilan, I have met my master." The goddess knelt down again.
Qingge smiled bitterly, what a fool, she clearly didn't do anything, but she was filled with gratitude.
Qingge helped the goddess to stand up again. Looking at the goddess's silver hair and pupils, her heart twitched and her flesh ached.
Such beautiful hair and eye color, just gone...
If the goddess in the past was aloof and cold, the goddess today is the incarnation of wind and snow.
"Take good care of your body." Qing Ge took out the elixir.
This time, Qingge put some more blood of the flame dragon and filled five or six bottles for the goddess.
"Bloodline transformation does not happen all at once. Your body must slowly get used to the strength of dragon bloodline." Qingge handed all the medicine bottles filled with blood to the goddess: "After Princess Shangting's wedding banquet, you and Dongling will go
Go to Qinglian and stop meddling with Shenyue Capital’s affairs.”
"Yes." The goddess nodded slightly.
When she looked at Qingge, the goddess smiled naturally, but her frosty brows and silver-white pupils made Qingge extremely distressed.
She thought of a person, a person who suddenly disappeared.
His name is...Lianhua.
The same white jade is flawless, the same is not stained by dust.
In the following time, Qingge refined many pills for the goddess.
She was afraid that the bloodline conversion would cause subsequent problems, so she also refined some emergency backup elixirs.
The goddess transformed from her cocoon into a butterfly, and she was truly happy.
After refining, Qingge stood up and stretched her muscles. Her back ached and her legs were a little sore.
Suddenly, the voice of the remnant soul of Zhou Lao Gulong sounded in his mind: "Where are the hairs of the Vulcan Dragon?"
The ancient dragon is also a descendant of the powerful dragon clan, and the one he admires most in his life is the legendary ancient fire god dragon.
Now that he saw the sleeping Vulcan Dragon who was about to transform, Gu Long was naturally a little excited and couldn't help but come out to chat.
Gu Long is a proud master. He only recognizes one master, and that is Mr. Zhou.
Even though he is now held by Qing Ge as the last remnant soul, Gu Long is still arrogant. He once promised Mr. Zhou that he would never talk to any human race other than Mr. Zhou.
Gu Long felt very guilty and thought silently: Just say one sentence and ignore this girl.
Mr. Zhou loved it so much, and their master-servant love touched heaven and earth so much that Mr. Zhou would definitely forgive him.
Gu Long thought of this.
Now, Gu Long seemed a little excited as if he had discovered a new world.
Gu Long had read many books during his lifetime, especially "Miscellaneous Talks of the Dragon Clan". It was mentioned above that the ancient fire god dragon had beautiful and shiny hair.
The ancient fire dragon in the spiritual world of Qing Ge is genuine and cannot be fake. The most curious thing about the remnant soul of the ancient dragon is, could it be said that there is a fake in "Dragon Miscellany"? The real ancient fire dragon has no hair and scales? What if?
So, wouldn't that be cool? But... wouldn't it be a bit shameful?
Just as Gu Long was getting more and more excited about Pianpian, Qing Ge's indifferent voice was like a basin of cold water pouring down: "Oh? I pulled out all those hairs and scales. Not to mention, they feel pretty good..."
I don’t know when she started this bad habit. Whenever she felt depressed, she would pull out the hair and scales of the flame dragon. Over time, she actually pulled out the hair and scales. This shows that she is often in a bad mood, so she must adjust her mood.
Gu Long's remnant soul: "..." For some reason, his surging and eager mood suddenly became a little depressed.
"He is the noble ancient fire dragon." Gu Long reminded.
"Senior Gu Long said it is absolutely true!" Qingge suddenly realized. Just when Gu Long had the idea that "children can be taught," Qingge's next words completely made him despair: "If I had known this, I should have pulled out the
If you store the hair scales, you will definitely be able to sell them at a good price.”
Gu Long was depressed and ignored Qing Ge no longer. The air suddenly became quiet, and there was an eerie silence. Qing Ge looked around blankly. Why did Gu Long’s remnant soul disappear after they were halfway through the chat? I thought that Senior Gu Long’s temperament was a bit strange.
Weird, but I didn’t know that I was talking to myself to death.
Qingge didn't think much and sighed several times: "It's a pity, I don't have any hair or scales anymore. My hands are itchy and I don't know what to do."
Gu Long's remnant soul suddenly felt that he might not be able to survive it.
His idol, his belief, were ravaged like this...
If Qingge hadn't been the one who had the chance to inherit Mr. Zhou's legacy, Gu Long would have fought her to the death.
As for Qingge, I only felt a chill down my spine, which was a bit inexplicable, but I didn't know that Gu Long had already been angry and kept chanting: Calm down, calm down, calm down...