It’s not that Qingge is making a fuss out of a molehill, it’s just that some concepts must be conveyed.
Little Baozi is a demon king. He will rule the demon clan in the future and may even become the second demon god.
Qing Ge knew that this was the responsibility on Xiao Baozi's shoulders. The only thing she could do was to tell Xiao Baozi how to distinguish right from wrong.
"Then we can only inherit dad's family property." Little Baozi curled his lips in disgust.
The corners of Ji Yue's mouth twitched slightly and she looked helplessly at her son.
Why do some people in this world dislike Qingdi’s family’s insufficient wealth?
At this moment, Ji Yue felt a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness.
However, when he turned to look at Qingge and saw his sweetheart's profile, he immediately became elated and beamed with joy.
He thought that even if he had monsters, demons and demons in his heart, he would be soothed by this smile.
Late at night, when I returned to Chiyan Mansion, three women, Feng Qi, Yao Shen and Yan Bingtong, were chatting about gossip.
Those in heaven, those on earth, those of thousands of tribes, those of immortality...
Occasionally there was exaggerated laughter.
As soon as Little Baozi returned to Chiyan Mansion, he gave everyone the gifts he bought on the long street.
The thousand-year-old monster in Ji Yue's mind was still panting and relieved.
He really couldn't figure it out. The ancient divine sword Wuqingjian was only worth three hundred yuan stones?
The thousand-year-old monster was frightened for a while, his soul was entrusted by the ruthless sword, and his soul was attached to Ji Yue's spiritual world.
If the Wuqing Sword was sold, wouldn't his soul and soul be separated? Although the Wuqing Sword was not taken out to pay off the debt, the Millennium Monster was still frightened and frightened.
After Little Baozi came to the house, Fengqi and the other three were particularly happy to receive the small gifts.
The demon god sat on his lap holding the little bun: "Ye'er, are you happy today?"
"Happy, Ye'er is so happy." Little Baozi was elated and made no secret of it.
Yan Bingtong looked at the little bun with kind eyes.
Ji Yue realized that since having little Baozi, her status in the family was far less than before.
Ji Yue felt deeply worried about her future.
If he continues like this, I'm afraid he will have no status in this family.
The little bun is nestling in the arms of the demon god and eating candied haws, looking innocent and cute.
"Then Yun Shuishui and Lin Zhuchong must have had an affair." Feng Qi took a sip of tea and said: "Back then, King Shenyue and Yun Shuishui fell in love. For Yun Shuishui, they almost had the second tendon of Shenyue cut off.
After Shuishui discovered that he could achieve immortality by following reincarnation, he completely gave up on King Shenyue."
"Is there such a thing?" Yan Bingtong frowned: "I heard that five years ago, the Shenyue King met a woman and wanted to marry her. Within half a month, the woman died in the gods.
Yuehe. I wonder if it’s a coincidence.”
"Xiao Qi, do you think it was Yun Shuishui's moving hands?" The demon god turned to look at Feng Qi and asked.
"That woman can do anything." Feng Qi sneered: "But the matter has not been verified, so it is difficult to say. She is already the wife of the God of Reincarnation, so why bother to be obsessed with the Shenyue King? If she really did it, then this
There was a mutiny at the wedding banquet of the Seventh Prince's son, how could Yun Shuishui invite the Divine Moon King to make him a sharp weapon?"
"Demon God, Your Majesty, you two are living forever, please pay attention to the Thousand Poison Plague, but it can't be too obvious." Qingge said: "This incident is by no means accidental, things like the Thousand Poison Plague, Yun
How could Shuishui know this? Furthermore, why did Lin Zhuchong store the Qi of the Thousand Poison Plagues in his body? If he could hide it from the powerful men in the Immortal Realm and the Gods of Gods, would there be others still lingering?
If so, what is the purpose? If one Lin Zhuchong is killed, will there be countless Lin Zhuchong? Behind Thousand Poison Plague, there may be a bigger hidden story. Nothing is accidental, Thousand Poison Plague
The appearance of the Meng Clan is no accident. If so, it was no accident that the Dream Clan was exterminated back then!"
Qingge's sensitivity was shocking, and the demon god and others couldn't help but look at her.
Qingge's verbal analysis is clear and logical, and it is as refreshing as an enlightenment.
Thousand Poison Plague is related to the annihilation of the Meng Clan, Yun Shuishui is related to Lin Zhuchong, but what about Yun Shuishui and the Meng Clan?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was quite solemn. The demon god narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Does Yun Shuishui dare to play like this? If she is discovered, her life will be at risk."
"She was right under my nose, talking to me about loyalty and morality one second, rolling onto the same bed with my man the next, and knelt down and kowtow to admit her mistake the next day. There is nothing a woman like this can't do.
"Feng Qi said calmly.
The demon god pursed his lips slightly and said: "The matter of the Dream clan involves several immortal gods, so we can only keep an eye on it secretly. If Yun Shuishui is really involved in this matter, the day when the truth comes out will be when she is beheaded!" The demon god raised his head slightly!
Jaw: "All the immortal gods have to bow their heads obediently in front of me. How dare she touch my daughter-in-law?"
Suddenly, the demon god smiled at Qing Ge: "Don't worry Ge'er, I will torture her to death when we return to the immortal world."
"Xiao Qi, remember to prick her with a needle." The demon god said.
Qing Ge: "..." Aunt Rong?
Feng Qi nodded and smiled slightly, his expression a little sad.
Her memory is fragmented, and as her strength grows, some of it will be recovered.
Before Yun Shuishui and Samsara ascended to immortality, they had already ordered their men to wait until she fell down and plunge hot needles into every pore of her body.
Yes, all over the body, every pore has not been spared.
Later, she was tortured by Nan Xueluo until she became inhuman.
She was tortured and slept for thousands of years. After waking up, she was still willing to believe in Qing Ge.
The demon god glanced at Feng Qi, frowned, and the murderous intent disappeared from his eyes: "Yun Shuishui, this bitch will be broken by me sooner or later. God is watching when people do evil. If God doesn't accept her, I will accept her."
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"Don't worry, when my strength reaches its peak, I will pick out every bone from her and feed them to the dogs." Feng Qi sneered.
She lifted up her sleeves, looked at her white and tender hands, and smiled bitterly: "It really hurts."
It hurts... it hurts...
At that time, every part of my body hurt every time I moved.
Like being eaten by insects and ants, like being burned by fire...
Qing Ge's eyes flashed slightly and she glanced at Feng Qi complicatedly.
She once thought that she had been tortured until she met Feng Qi.
It turns out that she is not the most miserable. There is a woman named Feng Qi in this world who is even more miserable than her.
Fengqi's suffering was physical and mental suffering, double betrayal, and death without a burial. It was too painful.
Her suffering was the result of countless hardships, but she had a group of lovely people who accompanied her through fire and water.
Little Baozi jumped out of the demon god's arms and opened his arms to embrace Feng Qi.
"Grandma Qi, Ye'er gives you a kiss. You must be happy." Little Baozi kissed Feng Qi on the cheek.
The gloom between Feng Qi's brows suddenly disappeared, and with a smile in his eyes, he hugged Little Baozi and pinched his cheek: "Grandma Qi will be happy when she sees Ye'er."
"Okay, okay!" The little bun held up the candied haws and danced with joy.