On the edge of the bathing pool, everyone and the bird were looking at the Demon Palace. The Demon Palace felt like it was riding a tiger with difficulty.
Demon Palace looked at the extremely spiritual firebird and suddenly let out a sneer.
"It's really Tianchi, it's indeed different from ordinary mythical beasts."
Demon Palace smiled.
He gently caressed the firebird's head with a soft song, and a warmth flashed across his eyes.
"Ye Qingge, I would like to advise you, you'd better leave the Thousand Poisons Plague thing alone.
Especially the half-demon disease, if you get into this muddy water, you won't be able to come out alive."
Demon Palace said inexplicably: "Don't think that you can sit back and relax just because you are Qing Emperor's lover.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away. There are formations and barriers in the Immortal Realm, and there are rules and regulations. Even if he respects him as the Qing Emperor, he still has too many responsibilities and burdens. How can he become a beauty in anger?
Even if you have this intention, what do you do with the formation of immortality?"
Qing Ge only had a few encounters with him, and this was the first time that Yaodian had spoken to her so much.
She didn't know whether it was kindness or nostalgia, so she just remained silent, with no too many expressions on her beautiful face.
Demon Palace then said: "Do you think King Qinglian can help you?
Without peak strength, he is just fish on the chopping board.
Let me tell you this, there will be internal strife in Qinglian, and thousands of clans in the world will re-enact the Three-Tripod War that happened thousands of years ago. All lives will be devastated, and his position as King of Qinglian will come to an end.
Do you think that why the Qian clan has been so peaceful and stable recently? Aren't they all sizing up the strength of King Qinglian?
Once all the races discover that the Qinglian King cannot return to its peak, then there will be great chaos. The leader of the thousands of races will no longer be Qinglian, and the Qinglian King will no longer be the Aventurine."
The seemingly sarcastic words contain a different kind of emotion.
"Why are you telling me this?"
Qing Ge asked.
Demon Palace was stunned, blinked suddenly, and then sneered disdainfully: "I am telling you, don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Qingge raised her chin slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and she looked at the Demon Palace with a half-smile: "You have come all the way, thousands of miles away, just to say such nonsense to me?
I don’t know whether the Demon Palace of the You Clan is so idle or the words of your Demon Palace are worthless and so cheap?
Or..." At this point, Qing Ge curled up her red lips and grinned, revealing her snow-white teeth. Her cold eyes were slightly condensed, and her eyebrows were somewhat coquettish.
"You're in love with me?"
Qingge asked with a smile.
"Shameless, who do you think you are?"
Demon Palace sneered.
"If that's the case, then get out, you're not welcome here.
You should also understand that I don’t care at all about your position as the princess of You Clan Palace.”
Qingge hugged the fire bird and walked gracefully out of the bath. When she reached the entrance, she stopped, looked back and smiled, charmingly: "In this world, only the position of the Queen can make me fall in love.
What does it mean to be a mere You clan?"
After saying that, he walked out with a smile, his charming laughter full of ridicule.
Demon Palace narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows were filled with anger, he suddenly flicked his sleeves and whispered: "You woman who doesn't know whether to live or die, let's see how you seek death!"
He didn't know why he rushed all the way to the Heaven of Gods after hearing the news, just to tell her not to worry about the half-demon disease.
Fall in love with her?
it's out of the question.
How could he fall in love with a woman who is a mother despite being a high-ranking member of the You Clan Demon Palace?
In anger, Demon Palace walked out of Ye Shen Palace.
As for Qingge, she returned to the room and changed into clean clothes, drank a cup of hot tea, and pondered the words of Demon Palace.
Medicine King, Demon Palace must know something to say such things.
If Medicine King cares about her, what is Demon Palace doing?
If the Demon Palace wants to take away the sacred beast Tianchi, why not do it directly? Why bother talking about it for so long and talk a lot of useless nonsense?
The terrifying Thousand Poison Plague caused all members of the Dream clan to lose their lives. A powerful race that dominated the nine realms, it turned into a bloodbath and disappeared in a matter of days.
Qingge closed her eyes, trying to sort out this complicated relationship, but found that her thoughts were so messed up that she couldn't figure it out.
Qingge pursed her lips, sighed deeply, and gritted her teeth slightly.
She is so smart, how could she not know that the half-demon disease involves many things... However, sometimes in life, it seems that we are standing at a crossroads, with every step frightened, and surrounded by abyss, but in fact, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
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"Ge'er..." Liu Yan'er knocked lightly on the door.
"Master Liu?"
Looking at Liu Yan'er coming from outside, Qing Ge frowned.
"The waiter came to report that Fang Yu is missing!"
Liu Yaner said anxiously.
The singer held the teacup for a moment, then put the teacup back on the table and stood up suddenly: "Why are you missing?"
"The soldiers guarding the prison were brutally killed, leaving only a section of bones. There was no sign of Fang Yu in the dungeon."
Liu Yaner said.
After thinking quietly for a moment, he walked quickly outside and flew to the dungeon.
There are many people around, including Yan Bingtong and Ye Jingfeng.
Yan Bingtong's face turned slightly pale, and her eyes were filled with red light: "If he refuses to repent, he will definitely come back. If I had known this, I should have killed him with one knife, and I shouldn't have left such harm behind."
You can still feel Yan Bingtong's hatred and fear from her eyebrows and words.
Ye Jingfeng gently hugged Yan Bingtong, giving her the sense of security as her husband.
Qing Ge remained silent, looked at each other with Liu Yan'er, and jumped into the dungeon.
The dark and damp dungeon exudes a stench, the walls are covered with many spider webs, and there are poisonous scorpions and bedbugs hidden in the soil on the ground.
Through the faint light from the opening in the zenith, Qingge saw a few words in the corner of the dungeon.
The words were crooked and difficult to distinguish for a moment, but you could tell that they were written with blood.
Qingge stood in the center of the dungeon, closed her eyes, and was able to recreate the previous scene.
Fang Yu, whose bones were broken, took Healing Pill every day. In this abyss of despair, the gray-haired man curled up in a strange posture, with his fingers stained with blood, and wrote four big characters.
Each word is as big as a palm, and even if there are only four words, it took Fang Yu a long time to write, as if he had exhausted his whole life.
What word is this... Qingge can't understand it.
I think it was because Fang Yu was in extreme pain that he couldn't write Fang Zheng.
"Puppet stand-in."
In the spiritual world, the deeper voice of the ancient dragon's remnant soul rang out.
"What?"
Qingge's eyes flashed.
"The meaning of these three bloody words."
Gu Long said.
Hearing this, Qingge seemed to have some images flashing through his mind, but it was difficult to capture them.
Qing Ge felt a little flustered, and she didn't know why she thought of the destiny star tribulation mentioned by Fu Xi.
Where is Fang Prison?
Did he leave carefully, or was he killed?
If Fang Yu left on his own initiative, why did he write a few words to arouse suspicion?
If it was the latter, why did you want to kill Fang Yu?
Is it to kill to vent hatred, or to kill to silence?
"Ge'er, I found this."
Long Shitian jumped down from the dungeon, took out a yellowed book and handed it to Qing Ge.
"What's this?"
Qing Ge took over this book.
"I found in the guarding soldier's residence that this man had a habit of writing down what happened every day."
Dragon releases the way of heaven.
Qingge opened the yellowed book, suddenly stopped turning the pages, and looked at it intently, her expression changed slightly.
Half a month ago, Fang Yu called him every day, saying that he wanted to see the Eastern Emperor. If he didn't see him, the Eastern Emperor would die.
From then on, every page was filled with Fang Yu's request to meet the Eastern Emperor, and those few sentences were inseparable every time.
"Let me see Dongdi once, just once, otherwise Dongdi will die."
"I beg you, can you go and tell Dong Di?"
"Ah, the Eastern Emperor is about to die, and this crime is your fault!"
"..." At the end of each page, this soldier would write down his own thoughts, full of ridicule and disdain.
He only thought that Fang Yu was cursing Dong Di, let alone that an enemy who had cruelly harmed Dong Di and his family would repay his kindness.
Qingge read all the contents in the book, feeling extremely heavy.
What exactly did Fang Yu want to say to her?
In this case, why didn't she tell him when she came to the dungeon to meet him that day?
Qingge's eyes fell on the shockingly bright red blood letters.
Puppet stand-in?
What is that?
What are puppets?
What is a substitute?
Qingge's mind has long been filled with all kinds of worries.
Even though she is smart, she can't figure out what these four words mean.
Behind the four blood words, there were blood stains like ghostly drawings. Qingge didn't know whether that was because Fang Yu wanted to continue writing or if it was a signal given specifically.
Is Fang Yu...still alive? Qingge walked out of the dungeon with a splitting headache.
Jiu Ci inquired and came in a hurry. As he walked, he cursed angrily: "This Fang Prison is really haunted. It's like this. He can still escape. I don't know whether he should say that he is lucky or that he is as unyielding as a maggot."
Ge'er, don't worry, even if he hides in the eighteenth level of hell, even if he digs three feet under the ground, I will find him and teach him a lesson."
Qing Ge still had those four eye-catching and bloody words in her mind, and did not hear Jiu Ci's curses.
"Eh...Ge'er...?"
Jiu Ci was surprised, his eyes followed Qing Ge, and then turned to look at Qing Ge.
I saw Qingge walking quickly to Ye Shen Palace and arriving at Qinzheng Palace, where Liang Xiao was also there.
"Liang Xiao, do one thing for me."
Qingge said.
"yes."
"Find all the books related to puppets and send them to Yagami Palace as soon as possible!"
"..." Liang Xiao was surprised, not knowing what this meant. He hesitated for a moment, nodded, and left quickly.
Qingge sat on the dragon chair in the Qinzheng Hall and fell into thinking.
"Senior Gu Long, what do you mean by puppet substitute?"
Qingge asked.
"I don't know."
Gu Long's remnant soul said: "Ten thousand years ago, during Mr. Zhou's time, I followed Mr. Zhou, and I heard a strange thing."
"Something to do with puppets?"
"Well, I heard that there is a man in a desolate and uninhabited land to the west of heaven and earth, and he is a famous carpenter.
He is good at carving puppets, and those puppets are not cold objects, but are like real people.
I heard that a race led an army of God of War to this place in an attempt to capture the carpenter, but they all died at the hands of the puppets.
Later, everyone knew that the carpenter's dolls had infinite power.
It's just... this is just a legend, no one takes it seriously.
After all, where does the spirituality of a doll come from?