Jiu Ci turned his face away and refused to look at Qing Ge. He raised his head and tried his best to open his eyes wide. His eyes were as scarlet as blood and he tried not to let the tears flow out.
As far as Jiu Ci is concerned, only a delicate girl will shed tears.
After a long while, Jiu Ci turned his head and gazed tenderly at the profile of Qing Ge's face.
Qingge leaned on his shoulder, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her dark and thick eyelashes like cattail leaves cast a thick shadow on her eyelids.
She seemed to be asleep. A cool breeze blew from the creek next to the hill, slightly lifting a few strands of hair on Qingge's forehead.
Jiu Ci pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes became increasingly red.
How could such a good sister, such a considerate girl, suffer so much torture?
When he was around, she experienced life and death over and over again. When he was gone, how could she persevere alone?
Jiu Ci couldn't help it, and the hot tears flowed down her cheeks and fell into Qing Ge's hair.
Jiu Ci frowned and suddenly became irritable: "Ah! This damn sandstorm is really disgusting!"
Those are not tears of weakness, but traces of wind and sand.
Qing Ge opened her eyes slightly, looked at Jiu Ci blankly, stretched out her hand, and wiped away the tears on Jiu Ci's cheeks.
"Brother, you have to go home early." Qingge said with a smile. She is still a young girl. She doesn't have so much maturity and stability. She just has the killing and decisiveness from her bones.
This soft voice made Jiu Ci burst into tears. While wiping away, he cursed that the wind and sand were too strong. He looked around and smiled bitterly.
There are hills in all directions, only the cool breeze blows from the stream, and not a grain of sand can be seen.
Men always like to maintain that damn dignity.
Jiu Ci kept wiping away his tears. After a long time, Jiu Ci's mood gradually calmed down.
He stretched out his hand and pinched Qingge's face, "When Brother Wei comes back, if anyone dares to bully you when Brother Wei is away, Brother Wei will definitely dig up his family's ancestral graves and make his eight generations of ancestors have no peace!" Jiu Ci's eyes were clear
There was a dark and gloomy color, the horrifying murderous aura was fleeting, and it was as sharp as a sword blade.
Qingge felt the killing intent emanating from the depths of Jiu Ci's bones and soul, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, pursed her lips lightly, and fell silent.
She and Jiu Ci are the same kind of people, living in the dark swamp abyss. The world in all directions is not a vast sea and sky, but a coffin tomb.
Jiu Ci turned back three times with one step, and finally walked in front of the people of the Nine Realms. Ice blue light shrouded the hill, and the gauze clouds slowly resembled mist. Jiu Ci looked at Qing Ge complicatedly, and finally turned around suddenly.
Looking elsewhere, it seems that there is a lot of unbearability in my heart.
Beside, Miss Jiu covered her mouth and looked at Jiu Ci from a distance.
"Lord, can you please not leave?" Miss Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly, walked a few steps forward, and stretched out her hand in the direction of Jiu Ci.
What was waiting for her was the whimpering sound of the wind.
But for a moment, there was silence between heaven and earth. There was no sound of Jiu Ci, no majesty of the people of the Nine Realms, nothing.
In Qingge's ears, I only occasionally remembered the sobbing of Miss Ninth.
"Sister, will the host come back?" Miss Ninth asked with red eyes.
Which girl's Huaichun wasn't riddled with injuries?
Qing Ge did not turn her head or answer. She stood alone on the hill for a long time. In front of her eyes was the rugged mountain road under the peaks, and a winding stream. The slight sound of trickling water was accompanied by the
The wind blowing the autumn leaves is like a song of lovesickness.
"I will." When it got dark, Qingge moved her red lips slightly and said with a smile.
Miss Ninth sniffed and her body shivered. The coldness of the night gradually became stronger.
Qing Ge took out his cloak and threw it to Miss Jiu, "Let's go, Ah Jiu."
"Sister, where are we going?" Miss Ninth asked.
"Zongfu."
There is a reward of 300 million, it is better to take it yourself.
Compared with the common currency 'Yuanshi' in the Nine Realms and above, 300 million gold coins are obviously not much, but after all, this is in the realm of gods, where gold coins are the most important thing.
Miss Ninth was in a trance, blinking in surprise. It took a long time before she thought of something, then she spread her legs and followed the song.
Today's clan is under the control of Fang Yu and the God King.
The northwest united to attack the east, with the Beizhou Palace as the most respected one. There was another person leading the northwest two armies and Yingyue Tower, the famous God King.
In the main hall of the Zongfu, light surged, and the guards came and went in a tense atmosphere.
Soldiers in armor walked in rows, looking less like individuals, more like swords, guns, swords and halberds, their sharp edges displayed!
"Report! Someone came to the clan mansion with the East Emperor's arrest warrant to collect the reward!" In the main hall, soldiers came to report.
When the second guardian of the clan, who was playing with pen and ink and chatting with General Liu Yunchang, heard this, he suddenly stood up and said, "Please come quickly."
Two figures walked into the hall one after another. The former was wearing a bloody shirt, a smiling hairpin, half-twisted silver hair, evil eyebrows, beautiful eyes smiling, and a scarlet veil under her eyes; the girl following behind was wearing a cloak, wearing
Short skirt, looking around.
The second protector of the clan looked left and right, his gray eyebrows suddenly frowned: "This girl, are you the one who received the East Emperor's wanted order?"
"Um."
"Where is the Eastern Emperor?" asked the second guardian of the clan.
The woman gently raised her jade hand and took off a piece of red gauze, revealing her stunning face.
In an instant, the wind stopped, and everyone held their breath, eyes widening in shock.
Did they...did they get it wrong?
Isn't this person... the Eastern Emperor?
Liu Yunchang, who was sitting in front of the table and drinking, almost spit out a mouthful of wine, looking at Qing Ge's face in a daze.
Could it be that she is getting blinded by her age?
Qingge walked up to the second protector, took off the bracelet made of golden light, picked it up with her long fingers, and shook it slightly in front of the second protector of the clan.
"I've brought you here, where's the reward?" Qingge asked softly, neither humble nor arrogant.
The second protector of the clan swallowed his saliva, feeling that his eyesight might be dim: "Girl, I would like to ask, are you the Eastern Emperor?"
"Exactly." Qing Ge nodded.
"Are you here to collect the reward?" the second guardian asked again.
"Yes, can't you claim it? The clan seems to have no laws stipulating that you cannot claim your reward." Qing Geyun Danfeng said with a chuckle.
The Second Protector was stunned. The clan indeed had no legal provisions, but this was obviously unreasonable and could not be justified.
After all, when the Zongfu first issued the arrest warrant, it never expected that anyone would answer his arrest warrant.
"General Liu, look, this..." The second protector turned back to look at Liu Yunchang, speechless for a moment.
Liu Yunchang suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter, took a big sip of wine, and then said: "You girl, you really dare to do anything in heaven and earth."
Qingge shrugged and looked at Liu Yunchang innocently: "General, what do you say?"
"Rules are dead, people are alive. Fang Yu issued a wanted order, saying that if you bring the person to the Zongfu hall, you can get a reward of 300 million. Since the person has been brought, the reward will be given as usual. Anyone who comes
, Get the gold coins!" Liu Yunchang put down her wine glass, waved her long arm and said cheerfully.