In front of the barrier, Wang Yunhe sat at a century-old sandalwood table, cooking tea and waiting for the guests. After it cooled, they all left.
Another cup of hot tea was cooked and placed on the other side of the table.
The wind blows through the yellow sand, the setting sun is picturesque, and the clouds are as gorgeous as red colors.
The wasteland stretches thousands of miles without end. On the other side of the setting sun, four men in black appear above the wasteland carrying a sedan chair and wielding flying swords.
The sedan chariot is surrounded by red gauze, and sitting on the cushioned sedan is a beautiful woman wearing a bloody shirt, leaning on the sedan with her face held up by her fingertips, looking graceful, lazy and noble.
Wang Yunhe looked at the traces of tea smoke on the teacup, smiled, and whispered: "The tea is warm, just right."
After saying this, Wang Yunhe stood up to greet him.
The sedan chair landed on the ground, singing softly and lying on its upper side, as if it was a light sleep, and there was no other movement.
When Bi Yuqing saw Qing Ge, she suddenly clenched her hands tightly and glanced over with eyes as sharp as a sword.
Liu Yunchang, who was inside the barrier, finally breathed a sigh of relief and no longer tensed up.
Liu Yunchang and tens of thousands of soldiers under her command all knelt down across the barrier, raised their hands high, lowered their heads, and said in unison: "Welcome the Empress."
The sound soaring into the sky awakened Qing Ge from his dream. He lazily opened his eyes, looked around confusedly, and finally looked at Wang Yunhe: "Master Wang, I haven't seen you for many days. You are well."
"The tea is ready, Empress, please take a seat."
Wang Yunhe was polite and made a "please" gesture.
But he saw Jade Qing quietly approaching Wang Shangdao and whispering: "Brother Qinghong died because of this woman!"
Ever since the moment Qing Ge appeared, Wang Shangdao's mood had gone wrong. His suddenly widened eyes were filled with blood-red threads and filled with endless anger! He glared at Qing Ge fiercely, and his whole body was filled with anger.
Everyone from top to bottom was shouting anger, gnashing their teeth, and their bodies were trembling slightly. There was nothing but chilling! Bi Yuqing's painless words were like a torch, igniting all the anger in Wang Shangdao.
Wang Shangdao roared like a wild beast, his eyes were terrifyingly scarlet, howling, he pulled out the sword from the guard's waist, and suddenly stabbed Qingge between the eyebrows.
Qingge walked out of the sedan chair with the support of the black-clothed waiter. Cold light flashed in front of her eyes. When the sword was stabbed, Qingge raised her jade hand slightly, and caught the blade easily with two long fingers.
Wang Shangdao used all his strength, but the sword remained motionless between Qing Ge's fingers.
"Do you know what the crime of assassinating this emperor is?"
He smiled sweetly while singing softly, and that smile was so meaningful that it made Wang Shangdao feel panicked.
"Ye Qingge, I don't care, you return my brother!"
Wang Shangdao shouted angrily.
Before coming, Wang Yunhe gave him numerous warnings not to lose control of his emotions.
He also repeatedly promised that even if he had the hatred of killing his brother, he would never show it.
But at the first sight of Qing Ge, Wang Shangdao's reason had already been swallowed up completely. There was only a devil-like voice left in his heart, which kept shouting: Kill her, kill her! Qing Ge's long fingers flickered.
If he moved, the sword's blade would be shattered into pieces, turning into powder and falling to the ground.
Qing Ge slightly narrowed his eyes, and the power of his spirit was sent out from the thunder nest. Wang Shangdao, who was just one step away, appeared in Qing Ge's hands.
Qingge lifted him up high, smiling at Wang Shangdao who was struggling wildly with his feet off the ground. He turned to look at Wang Yunhe, half-smiling but not smiling, and said jokingly: "Master Wang, is this your hospitality?"
"Empress, this child has not been disciplined since he was a child, and it makes you laugh..." Wang Yunhe took out his whip and hit Wang Shangdao on the back. The skin was torn and the flesh was bloody, which was shocking.
Wang Shangdao screamed in pain, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf.
Qingge shook her head. Although she had looked down upon Wang Qinghong in the past, there was no comparison between this Wang Shangdao and his brother.
Wang Yunhe saw the sneer on Qing Ge's lips, remained silent, and had no intention of letting go of Wang Shangdao. He hit Wang Shangdao again with a long whip.
He had expected this scene long ago, but he still insisted on bringing Wang Shangdao. Only by experiencing real pain can he grow.
Wang Yunhe didn't ask Wang Shangdao to be such an outstanding person, at least he couldn't let the century-old foundation of the palace be destroyed in his hands! Wang Yunhe was whipped five or six times in total, and each whip was applied with enough force. In the blink of an eye, Wang Shangdao's
The wounds on his back were intertwined, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
Qing Ge suddenly felt bored and threw Wang Shangdao to the ground, then glanced sideways at Wang Shangdao who was lying in a pool of blood.
"The head of the Wang family is quite a ruthless person."
Qing Ge laughed.
Wang Yunhe smiled but said: "The dog was rude and bumped into the empress. I hope the empress will not take the blame."
When competing around, Ye Qingge was still a yellow-haired girl, but now she is really a complete empress of the generation. She has an imperial aura when she raises her hands and feet, like thunder flashing, and the cold wind howling, making people have you with you like a tiger.
of panic.
Because of the grudge between Wang Qinghong and Qingge, Wang Yunhe secretly investigated Ye Qingge, and once even wanted to win over Ye Qingge. If such talents can be used by him, in time, the palace will definitely be able to rival Zhong Linshan! What a pity!
, Wang Qinghong is dead, and there is a blood feud between them. They are destined to be unable to form an alliance and conquer the world of Tianyu together.
"The child is still young and doesn't know etiquette, which is normal."
Qingge sat down at the table. Wang, who was almost fainting, fainted and almost vomited blood when he heard Qingge's words.
No matter how young Wang Shangdao is, he is still older than Qing Ge. He was very aggrieved by what Qing Ge said.
But after what happened just now, where he was severely injured just on impulse, Wang Shangdao no longer dared to be angry.
Even with this heart and bruised body, he couldn't help his willfulness.
Qingge glanced at Liu Yunchang imperceptibly, and Liu Yunchang quietly pointed to the crack in the barrier to remind her.
The purpose of Qingge's coming here is also to observe the barrier restriction. This barrier restriction is very important. If this barrier is lost, the Yuanjing mine under the wasteland of Qiannanzhou will not be protected! "Someone has attacked this barrier, but also
The reason is that there is a magic weapon, but I don’t know what kind of magic weapon the other party holds.”
Senior Gu Long said.
Qingge picked up the teacup on the table. The tea was warm and had a light fragrance. After testing it with the power of the Nightmare Bei Hanyan and the Snow Spirit Bead, Qingge drank it with confidence.
Wang Yunhe dared to negotiate with her because of this. If he didn't negotiate, he would continue to attack the barrier restrictions on the wasteland endlessly until the barrier restrictions disappeared completely.
In the past, Wang Yunhe was restrained and low-key, but now he is better... "The head of the Wang family is quite majestic now. I haven't seen him for many days. When I see him again, he is already the largest earl in the God's Domain. He is in charge of the four continents. He is really glorious."
Qingge put down the teacup. The attendant wanted to hold the teapot and add tea to Qingge. Wang Yunhe raised his hand slightly to stop the attendant.
Wang Yunhe respectfully offered a cup of tea to Qing Ge: "Dong Emperor, this is Ziyun tea. Looking at the heavens of gods, only my palace has it.
If you are not a distinguished guest, I usually won't take it out easily."
Qingge held the tea cup again, closed her eyes slightly, put Ziyun tea under her nose and sniffed it, a strange fragrance entered her nose, the wonderful feeling was indescribable, her whole body felt free and comfortable, as if her muscles and veins were unblocked.
Ziyun Tea... Qing Ge's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
In heaven and earth, this Ziyun Tea can only be found in Ziyun Palace.
"He's threatening you."
Gulong Road.
"Countless people have threatened me."
Qingge throws the soul sound transmission to the spiritual world.
Gu Long asked curiously: "Oh?
Where are those people?"
Qingge said casually: "They are all dead."
Gu Long: "..." Gu Long coughed dryly and shuddered involuntarily. For a moment, he felt terrified.
He is quite old, his heart is not very healthy and he cannot withstand being frightened.
Qing Ge raised a pair of clear beautiful eyes and looked at Wang Yunhe with a smile: "Master Wang is really surprising. The fragrant tea unique to Ziyun Palace is also available in the palace. It seems that the Beizhou Palace has countless rare treasures."
"To each other, I also covet Dongdi's Luogong wine. Unfortunately, Third Uncle loves wine as much as his life, especially the Luogong wine he brewed himself. In the world, I'm afraid only the Empress can get it.
This is wine."
King's Canal Road.
The two of them were doing Tai Chi and chatting as usual. Liu Yunchang, Bi Yuqing and others inside and outside the barrier were very anxious, but the two parties were quite interested in drinking tea and chatting.
"Empress, you and I are both smart people. Since you are here today, you should understand my requirements."
Wang Yunhe finally couldn't help but speak.
Qingge drank tea, glanced at Wang Yunhe, and said with a smile: "I know, General Liu has said it. I heard that the head of the Wang family has the title deed of this land?"
Wang Yunhe gave his entourage a look, and he immediately carefully took out the land deed and placed it on the table. In order to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, he pressed it lightly with a brocade box.
The land deed was an old yellowed piece of paper with many faded seals stamped on it. Qingge could tell at a glance that it was the real land deed.
"Empress, I know that you have sold this piece of land and that it is of great use to you, but for the sake of our ancestors, I can only do this.
Logically speaking, your business with Nanzhou Yan Mansion does not count."
King's Canal Road.
Qingge laughed: "Master Wang thinks that the land sales witnessed by Zhong Lin Tianqi and the four divine realms are not counted?
If that's the case, why not find them again and ask them if they can be counted?"