Chapter 2937 shared honor and disgrace, shared life and death
Regarding the half-demon disease, it is the most feared disease among cultivators, similar to the plague.
As the name suggests, it was first passed down from the half-demon.
The so-called half-demon and half-demon are all living beings produced by the combination of humans and demons.
This kind of life form has a very small chance of survival. Since birth, it has half human blood and half demon blood.
There are some half-demon, demons, who are born with diseases. This is called half-demon disease. It can be transmitted to every race, and it also scares people.
The disease of half-demon is similar to the Thousand Poison Plague of the Dream Clan.
It is particularly contagious, and it is said that the plague of a thousand poisons also includes the cause of the half-demon disease.
Thinking of this, Qingge couldn't help but start to think about whether the source of the half-demon's disease was related to the Thousand Poison Plague.
Perhaps, the person behind it controls the source of Thousand Poison Plague, but they just don't dare to poison the disciples of the three sects.
After all, if tens of thousands of disciples of the three sects were to be infected with the Thousand Poison Plague, the consequences would be unimaginable. Within a few days, the entire heaven of gods would be infected.
So they gave up the Thousand Poison Plague and used the less toxic half-demon disease, but even so, it still made people blush after hearing it and they didn't dare to approach it.
A long time ago, Zhong Linshan, the Four Tribes, Divine Realm, and Tianqi Sea, the four major forces united together and issued the highest level banning order.
All those infected with the half-demon disease, whether human or half-demon, will be put to death without mercy! The Thousand Poison Plague Disease is just a conjecture of Qingge and has not been confirmed.
This idea is very bold and adventurous.
If this was really the case, Qingge had to consider whether there was any hidden reason behind the massacre of the Meng clan?
Qingge suddenly thought about what the ultimate purpose of Shenyue King giving her the Dream Clan's magic book was?
Inherit the magic of the Dream Clan?
Or, don’t think about him?
Perhaps, the truth about the massacre of the Dream Clan will eventually come to light. Before that, a key figure is needed to add fuel to the fire.
On the vast wasteland, clearly standing under the scorching sun, Qing Ge felt his hands and feet were cold.
The numerous things she experienced seemed absurd and without any structure, but in fact, they had been connected throughout, and they were all intertwined into a big net that covered the sky and the moon, suffocating her.
Unable to breathe.
"Ge'er, what should we do now?"
After Liu Yunchang finished speaking, she seemed to remember something again and said: "The seniors of the three sects have privately assembled their troops and headed to the northern suburbs of Ding to rescue the disciples of the three sects.
I have sent people to invite them back, but they only said that they want to live and die with the disciples of the three sects.
They asked me to tell you something, life or death is determined by fate, no matter what the outcome of the three sects is, please protect yourself and do not interfere in the affairs of the three sects.
The Lord of God came prepared and intervened rashly, fearing that he would step into the Lord of God's trap.
But they knew it was a trap, but they had no time to plan a counterattack. They could only live and die together to feel guilty."
Qingge frowned and pursed her lips: "Didn't I tell them that this matter will be settled by me? How can you make the decision without authorization? Going to a dangerous place is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and seeking death?"
His words were full of anger.
Qingge gritted her teeth and flicked her sleeves, feeling that her anger had nowhere to vent.
Liu Yunchang comforted her and said: "They are also worried about you. Although you have the power to defy heaven, they are also afraid that you will put yourself in danger.
You are not alone now, you are the Eastern Emperor, with ambitions and aspirations. Once there is danger, all the people of Dongzhou will be affected."
"General Liu, the frost barrier is here for you. You can continue to mine Yuanjing and don't stop. Leave it to me to decide on the northern suburbs."
Qingge frowned slightly.
Liu Yunchang's eyes were full of worry: "The Lord of God is famous for being a master, but the disease of the half-demon has alarmed the entire Gods' Realm. Even if people from the Nine Realms are invited, there is no way to reason, not to mention that there is Qinglian behind the Lord of God.
Ge'er...you don't have to care too much about everyone's life and death. Those who achieve great things will eventually have to make a choice. It is a wise move to abandon the disciples of the three sects and save Dongzhou and yourself."
"Why don't I know?"
Qing Ge shook his head: "A drop of water will repay you with a spring of water."
When Dongzhou was in danger, the seniors of the three sects came to Dongzhou to rescue them regardless of the punishment from the Divine Realm sect. No matter what the battle situation was, I will naturally keep this kindness in my heart.
Now that the three sects are in crisis, how can I stand by and watch as the matter has nothing to do with me? Isn’t this the behavior of a villain?
It is true that I, Ye Qingge, am not a gentleman who understands justice well and is upright. At least, I should understand that there are some things that I have to do, and even if I never come back, I must move forward."
After Qingge finished speaking, he took a deep breath and calmed his face with a faint smile.
He is neither sad nor happy, but has an awe-inspiring aura of a king, which radiates from within and is innate, making people involuntarily choose to worship and surrender.
Qingge took out three bottles of Luojia wine from the space treasure.
"You can take it, brewed by Lord Luo of the Nine Realms himself."
"You really got this wine..." Liu Yunchang was surprised. They all said that Luo Gong of the Nine Realms was the worst person to talk to, but Ye Qingge was able to bring three pots at a time.
"If you want to drink, you can drink as much as you want."
Qingge smiled and said: "General Liu, I will leave my back to you.
You are the general of Dongzhou. If I am not in Dongzhou, you can make all the decisions about Dongzhou. I believe in your ability and I am not worried about a fire in the backyard."
Liu Yunchang's eyes were red, and she knelt down on one knee: "East Emperor, just give it a try and go to Dingbeijiao, Dongzhou's backyard, and the Yuanjing veins. I will take care of them all for you. I hope you will return victoriously.
I, Liu Yunchang, will share honor and disgrace, life and death with the Eastern Emperor in this life, and I will not be afraid of evil in the world!"
Qingge smiled and nodded, patting Liu Yunchang on the shoulder.
"General Liu..." He finally stopped talking, but everything was left unsaid.
Liu Yunchang also understood the rest, even if Qingge didn't say it.
Dongzhou, which looks like tomorrow's prosperous and splendid mountains and rivers, is actually like brittle paper, igniting at the slightest touch and breaking with a poke.
Qingge, as light as a swallow, stepped on the Blood Demon Flower and left the desolate land of Qiannanzhou.
Liu Yunchang raised her head and looked up. The young empress was gradually walking away. A smile gradually appeared on Liu Yunchang's face, and her eyes were full of determination.
Qing Ge did not go directly to Dingbeijiao, but returned to Ye Shen Palace to see Xiong Ba Tian.
Xiong Batian devoted himself to studying the spiritual path. Unlike before, he often stayed up late to read medical books.
"Master, are you here?"
Xiong Batian's eyes lit up.
Xue Nu, who was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch next to her, opened her silver eyes and said, "You must not interfere in the affairs of the northern suburbs. Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, you will not be able to save them."
Qing Ge glanced at Xue Nu, then turned to Xiong Batian, and took out a stack of information: "This is all the information related to the half-demon disease. There are still three days before the execution. During these three days, I have been working behind closed doors to study this matter."
Sickness, looking for an antidote.”
"Master... there is no cure for the half-demon's disease."
Xiong Ba Tian Xia said subconsciously.
"As a doctor, only a quack can say there is no cure.
In the next time, I will study the half-demon disease with you, and we must find the antidote!"
If the half-demon disease cannot be cured, even if Qingge goes to Dingbeijiao, it will not help.
Xiong Batian's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded immediately: "Master's lesson is that Batian will definitely find a cure!"