"Today's auction is under the single-handed control of our Changbai Fairy Clan. From all directions in the world, the ocean embraces Liuhe. Among the thousands of tribes, only Qinglian is the one who follows the lead and is called the King of Heaven and Earth!" Changbai Fairy Mother let out a chuckle, her eyes widening.
The danger of hair loss: "I, the Changbai Immortal Clan, worship the Immortal Cloud God and respect the Qinglian Clan. For tens of thousands of years, I have never done anything that goes beyond the rules. Our clan advocates the righteous path of immortality, seeks the eternal existence of Haoran, and wholeheartedly upholds the principle of opening up the sky.
The avenue of the three tribes is only for the word justice. Elder Blood Demon, it is not up to you to say whether the auction controlled by me, the Changbai Immortal Clan, is nonsense. Now that the auction is over, the little devil must be handed over to the Seventh Princess, otherwise I will
As the leader of the Changbai clan
, formally arrest you. I know that you have fallen into evil, but evil cannot prevail against good. The land under your feet is still within the Qian clan, so you must obediently abide by the rules of the Qian clan."
"Ask me again, Evil Fallen Blood Demon, will you let me go?" Changbai Fairy Mother glared and shouted suddenly.
Qingge hugged the little bun, her eyes were charming, she smiled evilly, and then walked out with the little bun in her arms, facing hundreds of immortal arrows on her back.
Changbai Fairy Mother sneered: "I gave you a chance, but you are seeking your own death!"
boom!
Suddenly, the solidified immortal energy arrows rushed toward Qingge's back with a swipe, trying to penetrate her fragile body.
Each arrow was filled with milky white smoke and emitted a light blue light.
He rose from the ground with murderous intent.
The arrows rushed forward as fast as the wind.
Arrows tore through the sky, and the sound of breaking wind echoed in everyone's ears.
Qingge paused and stood still. Facing the coming danger, she just smiled sweetly, lowered her head and lowered her eyes to gaze at the little bun tenderly.
She stretched out her hand and patted the little bun, and hummed a little tune she had learned at some point in her mouth, trying to make the little bun sleep more peacefully and sweetly.
In just one year, Qingge did not learn how to be a gentle mother, but she knew that she was willing to give everything for the child in her arms.
"Elder! Be careful!" Lintian City Lord and others in the elegant room on the ninth floor all exclaimed with their eyes wide open, their hearts in their throats, and they watched this scene with tight pupils and worry.
For the countless spectators in the seats, the scene before their eyes was like an earth-shattering visual feast, like the ancient murals.
The immortal energy arrows are murderous, the storm is approaching, thunder and lightning appear, the woman who should be full of murderous aura is holding a cute child, and when she lowers her head, the most gentle smile is there.
The coexistence of killing and tenderness impacts everyone's soul and shakes their hearts!
The Demon Queen let out a long sigh of relief, and showed a weird smile. Changbai Fairy Mother took action, and the Blood Demon would definitely die.
Lintian City was humiliated ten times before, and the Demon Queen would never be able to get a good night's sleep unless she let go of this bad breath.
A figure swooped over and appeared in front of the arrow.
As graceful as jade, graceful and spiritual, the man wiped out all the arrows with a wave of his long sleeves.
The arrow turned into smoke and fell downwards. Ji Yue and Qing Ge stood with their backs to each other.
"Yedian, do you know what you are doing? She is a fallen evil person, how can you... help her do evil?!" Changbai Immortal Clan was furious.
"How could Mo Yuan have fallen into evil unless you and the others forced each other? Shouldn't all the blame for this fall on you?" Ji Yue sneered.
Aunt Ye Clan returned to the elegant room, nodded to her ancestor, and helped her jump out of the ninth floor and onto the high platform.
"Where is Feng Clan Bingmu!" The ancestor shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
Bingmu frowned and walked up to the high platform full of doubts.
"Are you Bingmu?" Ye Lao asked.
"Exactly."
"Catch him." After the ancestor finished speaking, he waved his hand. In an instant, Aunt Ye flew out and quickly captured Bingmu.
Bingmu panicked: "Sister...save me..."
Bing Lingtian observed for a while, then came quickly and asked: "Lao Ye, Bingmu is my sister. I don't know when Mu'er offended her senior."
"Offended? What offended? This woman stole our tribe's Dream God Picture. She really deserved death!" The ancestor said angrily: "A true female of the Phoenix tribe has the word "phoenix", so how can she do such things as chickens and dogs?
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Bing Lingtian subconsciously looked at Bingmu, who quickly shook his head, denied what his ancestor said, and said anxiously: "I didn't..."
"Ye Lao, I think there must be some misunderstanding." Bing Lingtian explained patiently.
Ye Lao sneered: "The evidence is solid, where is the misunderstanding? A few days ago, Bingmu set foot in our Night Clan, and was later kicked out by my grandson. The Dream God Picture was stolen that night. Everyone in the Night Clan tracked it for many days before they found the evidence.
"Aunt Ye took out a jade ring and put it on the guard's tray: "It's not uncommon for Miss Bingmu to keep noodle heads in captivity. She has always had a habit of giving phoenixes to a man she likes.
The jade ring unique to the tribe. The corner of the Night Clan’s underground palace
There is such a jade ring in the cracks of my body. Miss Bing, do you have anything to say? Now, is it time to return the Dream God Picture to my clan?"
The Dream God Picture is a painting taken by our ancestors, and it can be called a masterpiece.
The ancestors' love for the Dream God Picture has long been known to thousands of clans. Twenty years ago, the Regent Qinglian personally visited the Night Clan just to admire the Dream God Picture, but was declined by the ancestors.
Hundreds of years ago, there was a fire, formed by magma spiritual fire, which could hurt people's bones, bones and internal organs, and burned down the Night Clan's underground palace.
At that time, the ancestor hurried over, regardless of everyone's objections, rushed into the underground palace despite the fire, and took out the Dream God Picture!
No one in the Thousand Clan knew about the theft of the Dream God Picture, and they were all in a state of confusion at the moment.
Bingmu looked at the jade ring placed on the tray, blinked, and suddenly stretched out her hand in horror. The jade ring in her hand disappeared without knowing when.
She does have a hobby of refining different jade rings. The rings have the unique aura of the Phoenix people. Each jade ring is completely different.
In the past few days, Bingmu was seriously injured, her appearance was destroyed, and she was tortured by nightmares at night. Although she was depressed during the day, she still had to prepare for the auction, and she didn't even know that the jade ring was lost.
Bing Lingtian felt the difficulty of the matter. Based on her understanding of her sister, this matter was definitely not done by Bingmu, but the jade ring on the tray was indeed refined by Bingmu himself.
"Ye Lao, Mu'er has no reason to steal the Dream God Picture." In anxiety, Bing Lingtian could only say this. "There is no reason to steal the Dream God Picture? Are you kidding?" Auntie Yezu said coldly:
"You and Fairy Qinglian are close friends. It is said that Fairy Fairy will not hesitate to climb into bed for power and position, even doctors. Fairy Fairy imitates Patriarch Meng and wants to use Dream
Shen Wu came to clear up those rumors. I heard that you personally found the information about Meng Shen Wu for Fairy Fairy. This means that you asked your sister Bingmu to steal the picture of Meng Shen Wu for Fairy Fairy to enjoy!"
Bing Lingtian had an unusual headache, and he didn't know why the finger was pointed at him. Faced with the aggressive questioning from Ye Clan's aunt, Bing Lingtian could not refute.
"The Dream God Picture is hidden in the underground palace of your Ye Clan, and it is something that Ye Lao cherishes. With my strength, how can I steal it?!" Bingmu asked back, "This is obviously a frame-up!"
On the tall building, behind the bead curtain, a graceful silhouette is crumbling.
Ye Ge bit her lip lightly, her expression brightened, her eyes trembling, and she could no longer maintain her elegance and nobility.
There was a crash, and pearls and jade collided.
Ye Ge was furious, stood up suddenly, put one hand on the window sill, and lifted off the bead curtain gauze with the other hand, looking down at Aunt Ye Clan coldly.
How dare a humble slave slander her in public!
She danced with good intentions, but because of this woman's words, all her previous efforts were wasted!
Ye Ge's face gradually became distorted, and he grasped the bead curtain tightly with his outstretched hand, and with a sudden force, he pulled down the entire bead curtain.
Ye Ge sat weakly on the window sill and closed her eyes in pain.
The regent in the seat opposite had a face as dark as a hole and seemed to have a pair of invisible eyes. He looked deeply at Ye Ge, and then followed King Qinglian down the high building to the high platform. The appearance of King Qinglian caused a stir.
Amid the uproar, Bingmu seemed to have seen a savior. He pushed away the restraints of his aunt from the Night Clan and knelt down and kowtowed to King Qinglian: "King Qinglian, what the people of the Ye Clan said are all nonsense. I have never stolen a dream.
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, I also hope that King Qinglian will uphold justice for me and give us the truth."
"Prince Regent, do you want to deal with it?" Aventurine asked.
The regent's eyelids twitched and he bowed his head: "I'm afraid I don't have this ability."
"Elders of the Seven Clans!" Aventurine said, and the white-haired Elders of the Seven Tribes led a group of people and walked in proudly: "Meet my king."
"You should go and investigate immediately about the theft of the Night Clan's Dream God painting."