Qing Ge finally discovered that no matter when and where, Chu Changge could turn any situation into his home field by relying on his words.
Today, Chu Changge still wears bright red pants embroidered with chrysanthemum totems, but they are not as carefree as before. There are dense wounds on his exposed wheat-colored skin.
It seemed that Chu Changge couldn't feel the pain. He opened and closed his mouth, making Li Yuanhou's face turn pale and he wanted to beat him up to relieve his anger.
"Boy, who are you bluffing?"
Jiu Ci walked towards Li Yuanhou, with a horrified aura and a fierce look on his face! Qing Ge suddenly stretched out his hand, and gently put his white and tender hand on Jiu Ci's shoulder, stopping Jiu Ci's steps.
Jiu Ci paused, frowned and looked at Qing Ge, his thin lips tightened a bit, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"I'll handle it myself."
Singing softly.
Jiu Ci was worried and lowered his voice next to Qing Ge's ear and said: "Those are four mysterious spiritual masters, you are only in the fantasy spirit realm, so don't show off.
Why do you need to worry about the issue of face? No one dares to touch you as long as your brother is here."
Qingge raised her head, raised her face, her eyes were clear and bright, and a bright smile gradually appeared.
After a long time, Qingge said slowly: "I'm afraid I'll dirty my brother's hands to kill a chicken."
Jiu Ci wanted to say something else, but Qing Ge frowned and looked slightly gloomy.
Seeing this, Jiu Ci hesitated to speak, but stepped back and gave up his position, looking unhappy.
"good!"
Li Yuanhou shouted loudly, smiled and clapped his hands, "The East Emperor is indeed a female emperor, I admire you very much."
"Li Yuanhou, do you think that being in cahoots with the devil is a great protection?
childish."
After singing softly, there was a click and the long sword was unsheathed.
The singer held the Mingwang sword, his blood-colored cloak moved slightly, and he flew past, landing on the yellow sand land. The sword pointed at the four powerful Xuanling masters: "Are you coming one by one, or together?"
The four Xuanling Masters were dumbfounded and stunned, and then their faces showed a look of madness.
If the other three people take action, they are indeed afraid. If Dong Di is the only one, then they are the knives to chop the fish meat! And Dong Di is the fish meat that can be slaughtered by others.
As early as when the Eastern Emperor went to Nanpo, all the forces in the heavenly domain had already learned about it.
In the distant sky, the leader of the Huanyue Sect is dressed in white, and the master of the Dark Palace is wearing a black skirt. The two of them stand on the back scales of the black dragon, overlooking the scenery of the south slope.
"The Eastern Emperor is really young and arrogant. He actually wants to fight four Xuanling masters with one person?"
The leader of the Huanyue Sect chuckled.
"Practitioners in lower realms often cross different levels of challenges, but starting from a great spiritual master, it is almost impossible to cross different levels of challenges."
The palace master frowned slightly.
Suddenly, the palace master turned his head and looked in the distance in front of him, "It seems to have Zhong Lin's aura."
"You mean, people from Zhong Linshan are here?
I didn’t know that Zhong Linshan also loves to join in the fun."
Huanyue Sect Leader was surprised.
The master of the palace narrowed his eyes: "Such a vast aura is more like... King Zhong Lin."
Huanyue Sect Master suppressed a smile, his face full of surprise: "King Zhong Lin?
Over the years, except for that time in Dingbeijiao, he would not leave the mountain even if the sky fell.
How can you come to Nanpo?"
The palace master shook his head and his eyes fell on Qing Ge again.
She wanted to see how a cultivator in the Phantom Spirit Realm could defeat four Xuanling Masters! Far away on the southern slope, the yellow sand smoke was so thick that no one could see the shadow.
In the rolling dust, a figure sat cross-legged, wearing a bamboo hat and black clothes, with his hands clasped together, as if he was practicing.
This person is none other than the hidden King Zhonglin! In the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, the legendary path of King Zhonglin has always been spread.
Most cultivators are in awe of King Zhong Lin.
But he saw the young man in purple robe sitting on the sedan chair, his face was pale, his body was trembling slightly, and he was stunned on the sedan chair.
Going along with the devil...Li Yuanhou's hands under his long sleeves were clenched into fists.
He once naively believed that there was absolute right and wrong in the world.
He has a pair of bright eyes and wants to live a pure life.
But he couldn't forget the feeling of whipping him and his sister with whip after whip.
He will never grow up and can never protect his sister.
As long as he can protect his sister, what does the principle in his heart mean?
The last straw that changed Li Yuanhou's temperament was not the whipping Ding Beijiao received, but a letter from Qinglian.
The letter page stated that it was for Li Cuihua's safety. After opening the letter and reading the contents, Li Yuanhou locked himself in the room for a whole day.
The square and dark room was as dark as ink, with no one visible, a sense of desolation that was close to death, and an indescribable sadness.
That letter described Ye Ge's recent situation in detail.
The flogging in Dingbeijiao left Ye Ge with broken ribs, necrotic organs, and broken limbs.
Therefore, everything below the head was replaced with dragon and phoenix sacred trees.
The letter also said that Yege had been unconscious, and when he woke up occasionally, he was concerned about Li Yuanhou's situation.
Every time Ye Ge couldn't hold on, they would read poems written by Li Yuanhou in Ye Ge's ears, and Ye Ge would show its vigorous vitality.
In the dark room, Li Yuanhou thought about everything in the past to simulate the pain of Ye Ge at this moment.
Over the years, Ye Ge has sacrificed too much to protect him.
He is no longer a child. In this life, he has only depended on his sister. His life is used to protect her.
From now on, he will only do what his sister wants to do! The fists under his long sleeves slowly unfolded, and the last trace of pain disappeared from Li Yuanhou's cold face, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
Li Yuanhou grinned, his face distorted and ferocious.
Li Yuanhou leaned lazily on the sedan chair, his eyes opened a lazy slit, and he glanced at Qingge.
Qingge raised her eyes, looked at her, and immediately laughed.
What a pity for a good boy.
She was never someone who showed mercy to her enemies. If Li Yuanhou insisted on going his own way for Yege and became her enemy, she would never be merciful in the future and would kill him when necessary.
"East Emperor, your talent is indeed quite good and your potential is endless, but we four brothers are not just rubbish created by relying on elixirs. We have developed solid skills to achieve what we have achieved today."
Master Xuanling said: "Swords have no eyes, and there is no distinction between men and women. We brothers don't know how to hit women. Once we take action, your small body is not strong enough to resist."
These four Xuanling masters came from the same house, they are four brothers, and they are also well-known in the realm of gods.
Qingge wiped the blade of King Ming's sword, raised her chin slightly, and looked at them jokingly: "There's so much nonsense..."
"you!"
The four brothers gnashed their teeth and were furious, and then they all rushed towards Qing Ge with swords in hand.
Mysterious energy turned into the sky, like a mountain. It was like a mountain, trying to crack Qingge's heavenly spirit cover and smash her fragile body! Qingge looked up, and the mysterious energy on all sides seemed like physical barriers.