In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, there was a roar of wind and cranes, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers.
A tense atmosphere.
Feng Qi glanced at Qing Ge, and a bright smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
The world says that the blood demon is like a ghost and cannot be stopped. Only Ye Qingge can overcome the difficulties with a strong will under the evil spirit of the blood demon.
Qingge looked at Lin Zhuchong who was not far away. Lin Zhuchong felt a chill running down his spine. He felt that the woman's gaze was too strange and cold, like burning fire. Lin Zhuchong did not dare to look at her.
"Husband, Thousand Poisons Plague..." Yun Shuishui frowned: "Or, imprison Ye Qingge first, and then inform the demon god, Qing Emperor?"
Master Samsara stood still, looking at Feng Qi with complicated eyes.
After not seeing him for ten thousand years, she already hated him deeply.
The time when I was young, I am afraid I will never go back.
From fighting side by side to being as strong as fire and water now, it only takes a thousand years.
Master Samsara smiled bitterly.
On the other side, Dongfang Po hurriedly walked over, grabbed Qingge's wrist through his sleeve shirt, and carefully observed Qingge's physical condition.
"How?" Jiuci asked.
Apart from other things, Dongfang Po's nine words of medical skills are recognized in the interactions these days.
Dongfang Po closed his eyes, his face full of pain: "It's a plague of thousands of poisons, it's absolutely true."
"How could it be?" Jiu Ci staggered back a few steps, his eyes filled with unbelievable shock.
Qingge quickly withdrew her hand and said with a cold expression: "Oriental doctors are not afraid of being infected by the plague?"
"How can it be terrible to be a doctor or a person who helps the world and saves people?" Dongfang Po rarely said seriously.
Qingge raised his brows and stretched out his hand forward, and saw that the Mingwang sword that had just fallen on the ground returned to Qingge's hand in an instant.
Qingge held the Mingwang Sword, walked to the wine table, and sat down calmly and calmly.
Pour a pot of fine wine, raise your head and drink it, the mellow fragrance will linger on your lips, and you will have a great time.
I don’t know when I developed the habit. No matter how hard, tired or sad I am, a sip of strong wine will keep me going for another five hundred years.
"Ye Qingge!" Yun Shuishui shouted sharply.
What is unimaginable is that facing the pressure of the Immortal Power and the endless disasters caused by the Thousand Poisons and Plague, Ye Qingge not only is not afraid, but actually has the leisure and elegance to drink?
At this moment, Xuanyuan Lin walked out of Bitong Villa. The swords and jade pendants on his waist moved and collided with each other, making a sweet sound.
"Lin'er? Where is the princess?" The seventh princess came quietly, came closer and asked in a low voice.
"Princess is tired." Xuanyuan Lin said.
"Ye Qingge is infected with Thousand Poison Plague." The seventh princess whispered.
"Yunshen is very clever." Xuanyuan Lin chuckled and looked at Qingge sitting at the wine table with a ferocious face.
Xuanyuan Lin took a deep breath, and immediately walked to Master Samsara, bent his legs, and knelt down suddenly.
Xuanyuan Lin looked up at Master Samsara with eager eyes, and said with sonorous sincerity: "God of Samsara, everyone knows the horror of Thousand Poisons and Plague. If you don't stop it, you will suffer from it. If you miss the best opportunity, I'm afraid...
Our family will be destroyed forever."
Hearing this, Master Samsara glanced at Qingge.
The woman is dressed in blood, sitting in front of the table, with a graceful body, bright wrists, slender hands, and a wine flask in her jade hands.
With a pot of wine sprayed on her face, she was in a world of her own, chatting and laughing and drinking strong wine, not afraid of the coming bloody storm.
Over the past ten thousand years, Master Samsara has met many peerless women. If we talk about the drinking posture, Feng Qi from ten thousand years ago must be the one.
Drinking on the water, roaring at the moon, a pot of wine, a city, the arrow from the bow never leaves anyone behind!
This is Fengqi.
That year, when the army came to the city, Fengqi stood alone on the ancient city wall, next to the bright red waving flag, and said: One glass of wine, one hundred thousand people!
In the span of one glass of wine, 100,000 people were wiped out.
Let’s talk about the snow girl. In the snow and ice, the snow girl has icy muscles and bones, and her eyebrows and hair are covered with white frost.
She stood on the top of the snow-capped mountains with bare feet, took a sip of wine, and smiled slightly: Buddha and devil have two faces, and I, Taoist, have two hearts. They can ascend to heaven and earth, and they can transcend gods and become demons...
Her laughter is very pleasant, like pearls falling on the ice and golden rings colliding, fresh and charming.
As for Yunshuishui, it is not as aloof as Snow Girl and not as strong as Fengqi, but it has a different flavor.
Yunshuishui will make you drunk. When you are slightly tipsy, you will throw yourself into the arms of the reincarnation master on a cold night, with red eyes and express your deep love.
Maybe, if you can't control it for a moment, you will have to pay it back in your lifetime.
Yun Shuishui said: "Brother Samsara, I don't seek fame or money or status, I just want to be by your side."
The most primitive impulse of the human race is to be a beast. No matter how gentleman you are, you can't resist the embrace of the beauty of the elves.
Sleeping with someone doesn't necessarily mean you love them, it just means that the impulse and heat cannot be extinguished.
As for men, most of them will sympathize with women who need protection, but they forget that those girls who dare to challenge the world will be crushed by the world, even if their bodies are made of iron and steel.
Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty, and reincarnation is no exception.
Xuanyuan Lin was always kneeling on the ground, looking up at Master Samsara, his thin lips pursed tightly.
As long as Princess Shangting can be rescued, not to mention sacrificing a mortal body of Ye Qingge, even if he himself dies without rebirth, he will not hesitate at all.
With a plop, the seventh princess knelt beside Xuanyuan Lin. She didn't say a word, but expressed her thoughts with actions.
Then, one after another, the elves knelt before the God of Samsara. They were either men or women, with picturesque features and harmless expressions on their beautiful faces, but they forgot that they were beasts and ate dirty things.
flesh.
Not long after, most of the people in the palace were kneeling beside Master Samsara, with people kneeling before and behind him.
Qing Ge is like an outsider, indifferent to the elves who want her life, and only drinks the wine from the glass.
"Husband..." Yun Shuishui said anxiously.
"This wine is very good. Good wine and beautiful people make life happy."
Qing Ge laughed.
Everyone looked at Qing Ge, her long dress was stained with blood, but they didn't see her as desolate as they imagined.
Jiuci looked at Qingge with red eyes, walked over quickly, sat at the table, and grabbed the wine glass from Qingge.
With a wine glass in one hand and a wine flask in the other, Jiu Ci raised his head and drank them all.
Qingge frowned, "Don't make trouble, you will spread the plague."
Jiu Ci suddenly hugged Qing Ge, "Brother has no ability to cure diseases and save people. The only thing he can do is to accompany you to be poisoned. Since we were born in the same year, the same month and the same day, we naturally want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. I only regret that my brother is powerless and can't put these things together."
Kill all the animals."
Qing Ge opened her eyes slightly.
My brother's embrace is very warm.
Qingge raised her lips and smiled lightly.
Finally, he stretched out his slender hands, hugged Jiu Ci, and buried his face in Jiu Ci's shoulder.
It feels so good to have a brother.
"elder brother."
"Um?"
"Brother." Qing Ge only shouted repeatedly.
Jiu Ci felt quite awkward and turned his head to look away: "It's really disgusting. Women are just troublesome." Even so, there was a slight smile on his face.