The crown and the hundred phoenixes and phoenixes that Bing Lingtian loved so much were burned to ashes by a fire.
She collapsed on the high platform of the Blood Dance Tower, as if she was going crazy, and punched her down one after another with both hands.
Both hands were bloody and she seemed to feel no pain as she kept repeating this action.
Tears covered the entire face, and Bing Lingtian's eyes were empty.
How can people who have walked out of a beautiful dream want to see cruel and bloody things?
Bing Lingtian's hair was messy and spread down, and she had been stripped off her outer robe. She only had a white inner shirt on her body.
After letting out a deep scream, Bing Lingtian suddenly pounced on the fire, using his flesh and blood and his bare hands to put out all the fires.
All that was left to her was a handful of ashes under the firelight. Bing Lingtian held the handful of ashes and raised her head and shouted hoarsely.
Ashes covered Bing Lingtian's face. She smiled sadly and suddenly looked at Ji Yue.
At this moment, she said nothing, only looked at Ji Yue, showing a silly smile, and two lines of tears flowed from her almond-shaped eyes.
Ji Yue clasped Qingge's hand tightly and stood on the high platform indifferently. From the beginning to the end, she only had eyes for the girl beside her and no one else.
Bing Lingtian's heart seemed to be torn apart by a pair of ruthless claws, and it was riddled with holes and shattered in an instant.
So bitter...
Bing Lingtian wiped away his tears, stood up unsteadily, stumbled towards Qinglian King, knelt down in front of Aventurine Cod sincerely, banged his head three times, and kowtowed loudly.
"Your Majesty, Lingtian is not worthy of being Princess Ji. He has defiled Princess Ji. I beg my king to give justice to my sister Mu'er. Mu'er definitely did not steal the Dream God Picture. I am willing to guarantee it with my life!" Bing Lingtian sobbed.
"Sister, no!" Bingmu panicked and rushed over, kneeling beside Bing Lingtian, raising her face to look at Aventurine.
The wind blew away the veil covering his face, revealing an extremely ugly face full of scars.
"King Qinglian, I stole the Dream God Picture, and I am willing to bear all the blame!"
She knew that there was no possibility of turning things around, and Bing Lingtian was willing to risk everything to save her life, but she didn't want to see Bing Lingtian get hurt.
Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you can't wash away your grievances. If you want to minimize the damage, you can only bear it down.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You don't have the Dream Stealing God Picture at all!" Bing Lingtian was furious.
If Bing Muruo admits the crime, how can he have a bright future among thousands of clans? How can he soar to ninety thousand miles?
Thousands of clans in the world are all well-known and upright, advocating the righteousness and immortality. A person who has been accused of stealing paintings will be criticized by the world! This is why Bing Lingtian wants to clear away the injustice for Bingmu.
Bingmu looked deeply at Bing Lingtian, and after looking at each other for a long time, Bingmu smiled slightly, and slowly took off his robe, put it on Bing Lingtian's body, then tied up the cloak for Bing Lingtian, and half
Pull up your long hair.
Bingmu twisted her sleeves, wiped off the ashes on Bing Lingtian's face, approached Bing Lingtian, and said in a warm voice: "Sister is the true daughter of the clan, how can she be in such a miserable state?"
For a moment, Bing Lingtian burst into tears, closed her eyes and hugged Bingmu in pain.
Bingmu patted Bing Lingtian's back, as if comforting her heartbroken sister.
After a long time, Bingmu pushed her away and crawled at Aventurine's feet: "Bingmu is willing to accept all punishment."
Aventurine looked down at the woman at his feet, the tail of his eyes moved slightly, but there was no excessive emotion in his eyes.
"Ye Lao, what was stolen is your beloved painting. You should handle this matter yourself." Aventurine said.
"Yes." The ancestor bowed and saluted, carefully rolled up the Dream God Picture, placed the treasure box lightly, and put it away properly.
"Bingmu, I ask you, why do you steal the dream-stealing picture?" The ancestor's voice was like a bell, full of energy!
Bingmu lowered his head and trembled slightly: "I heard that Chief Meng is as beautiful as a flower and has extraordinary dancing skills, so I wanted to look for him."
"Did you steal it for Fairy Fairy?" the ancestor asked again.
Hearing the words, Ye Ge stared and his heart beat wildly. Bingmu shook his head fiercely: "This matter has nothing to do with Fairy Fairy. It is all caused by me alone. I was obsessed with it and had a wrong intention for a moment, so I did what I did.
He was a shameful thief. The Dream God Picture was Ye Lao’s favorite thing. Since Bingmu had done something wrong, he couldn’t defend himself.
I just ask Ye Lao to punish him, and hope that Lao Ye has no grudges." "Nonsense!" The ancestor shouted with wide eyes: "My Ye clan has been a member of the upper three clans for more than ten thousand years, and the underground palace was built by me personally, and the formations are restricted.
The agency secretly said that the Dream God Picture may not be the most precious, but it is the one I protect best. With your ability
, why did you steal my dream god picture? Xiao Nizi, tell me honestly, whose command did you listen to?"
Bingmu's hands were hanging down, and her nails were clasping the ground so hard that her nails were folded and blood seeped out.
"The theft of paintings was committed by one person, Bingmu!" Bingmu said.
"Tsk, it seems you are still unwilling to tell the person behind it?" The ancestor sneered.
"Ye Lao, that's enough!" Changbai Fairy Mother couldn't stand it any longer and pleaded for Bingmu: "She's just a little girl, do you need to get angry? She's really petty."
The ancestor's expression changed and he smiled: "Indeed, what Changbai Clan Chief said is true. Even if this thief has stolen my treasured dream map, so what? She is still a little girl. I really shouldn't bully the young."
"Bingmu, this matter will never happen again. I won't punish you, but if it happens next time, I will take your life." The ancestor suddenly changed his name to slave Qi, and his old face was full of smiles.
Bingmu suddenly raised his head and looked at his ancestor in astonishment.
A carefully arranged game, but she was not punished, so why go to all the trouble to frame her?
Bingmu was puzzled, but her tense nerves relaxed slightly. She thought that this time, she must give her life to the Night Clan.
"Bingmu thanks Ye Lao for not killing me!" Bingmu kowtowed without hesitation, then happily threw himself into his sister's arms, hugging Bing Lingtian tightly, with tears in his eyes, and choked with sobs: "Sister..."
Bing Lingtian gently stroked the back of her head and comforted her: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay..."
Changbai Fairy Mother was stunned. She just said something casually, intending to offend her ancestors. She didn't expect that Ye Lao, who had always been stubborn and extremely difficult to deal with, would be so obedient!
"Xiao Ye, come here." The ancestor waved his hand towards Ji Yue.
After that, seeing Ji Yue motionless, the ancestor said with a dark face: "Bring my grandson's daughter-in-law here with you."
In this way, Ji Yue took her daughter-in-law's hand and walked towards her ancestor. Behind the two of them, the immortal sitting alone on a lotus floated in the air and followed them slowly.
"Shameless fool, give me back my fairy spirit!" Changbai Fairy Mother realized later and became angry, holding up the cauldron and scolded. Changbai Fairy Mother was about to lift the cauldron and walked over, when the ancestor clasped his ears and blew on his nails, lazily
Looking at the Changbai Fairy Mother proudly: "Old ladies of Changbai, what do you want to do with a vertical stroke on the left and a vertical stroke on the right? My grandson, the Marquis of Qinglian, is a shameless vertical stroke in your mouth? You are still alive.
You are a very old person, and you are just a child. Do you need to be so angry? Everyone here knows that you are the Changbai Fairy Mother, and those who don’t know think where you come from.
Shameless shrew.”
"Ye Lao, don't blame me. You have taken back the Dream God Picture. Your grandson has no intention of returning the Changbai Fairy Qi to me!" Changbai Fairy Mother said angrily.
The ancestor said helplessly: "Who thinks you have white immortal energy? Look carefully. This is an immortal. How can your wisp of immortal energy be comparable?"
Changbai Fairy Mother was furious and stared at her ancestor. However, her words were not as sharp as Ye Lao's, and she was not as shameless as her ancestor. In terms of talking skills, Changbai Fairy Mother really had the upper hand.
"Blood Demon, by taking away the Little Demon Lord, are you trying to break the rules of the Thousand Clan?" asked the Demon Queen.
This is what she cares about most.
How could she be willing to let go of the five-billion-dollar little devil! Qingge said nothing, but looked at Aventurine: "King Qinglian, Taizu Qinglian, Emperor Ji, and Mr. Zhou all benefited the country and the country.
people, they have established clear rules among thousands of tribes, and treat their captives among each tribe, even if they are required to be
Slaves cannot be tortured, killed, or destroyed. Is that so?”
"It's true. The three Taizus only focused on the common people. They spent many springs and autumns to draft the Qinglian Ming grammar. There is such a saying on the third side of the Emperor Ji's ancient stele." Aventurine Cod nodded in approval.
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The Demon Queen's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she looked at Bing Lingtian. Bing Lingtian forgot the pain of the burned phoenix robe and thought of what happened under the Blood Dance Building.
The ancestor shouted angrily, and due to a strange combination of circumstances, the sound wave attacked and destroyed the formation.
The Demon Queen has immediately sent her men to deal with this matter. Could it be that the Blood Demon still discovered it?
Qingge let go of Ji Yue's hand and walked towards the high platform again.
The cloak trailed to the ground for ten steps, and the bloody battle robe was like a sonorous flower.
Qing Ge did not put on any makeup or jewels, her three thousand red hair was casually scattered, and a pair of murderous blood eyes glanced at the Demon Queen with a hint of sarcasm.
The steps were steady and slow, one step after another, and after a few steps, he finally appeared in front of the Demon Queen. Qingge pointed downwards and asked in a cold voice: "Demon Queen, tell me, what's down here?"
"I don't know what you are talking about. What can be there down here? The Blood Dance Tower was designed by you, the Demon Lord. You should know better than me." At this point, the Demon Queen seemed to have some confidence.
It is certain that it will not be discovered.
The Demon Queen had ‘participated’ in the design of the Blood Dance Tower.
As long as she doesn't reveal the secret, no one will be able to enter the bottom of the Blood Dance Building.
A long time ago, looking at the demon lotus and the demon king who were in love, she smiled tenderly and whispered her blessings.
It is said that her fiancé and the Demon Lord met in Shark Demon City, got to know each other, and made a private commitment for life...
That night, she had a dream. In the dream, all the demons in Shark Demon City knelt at her feet, begging for mercy and crying for mercy. However, she ruthlessly killed these demons and destroyed the city.
The Demon Queen looked at the Blood Demon jokingly, now, she is the only one left...
Yaolian has few friends in her life, and Blood Demon is the most important one.
If it hadn't been for the repeated intervention of the Blood Demon, Demon Lotus would have died long ago!
The Demon Queen looked at Qing Ge with eyes full of sinister hatred.
"Demon Queen, tell me where the demons from Shark Demon City are!" Qing Ge asked.
"Those demons have already escaped. As for where they have escaped, I don't know." The Demon Queen said calmly, responding calmly and calmly.
Qingge was calm and relaxed, not in a hurry. From her conversation with the Demon Queen, Qingge already knew that there was no way to enter the bottom of the Blood Dance Building without special channels.
"Just now there were wailing sounds under the Xuewu Building. Please ask Qinglian King to investigate the matter thoroughly." Wuyou knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands, and nodded.
Aventurine cod nodded, "Senior Seventh Clan, go and see what's under the Blood Dance Building."
"yes."
"..."
The Seven Clans were very resolute when doing things, and they led the Qinglian guards to inspect the Blood Dance Tower in the blink of an eye.
Generally speaking, places with secret rooms in underground palaces will have hidden compartments.
As long as you find the hidden secret compartment, you can open the secret room of the underground palace.
The Seventh Clan has always been a versatile person. He fought as a general on the battlefield, and also served as a civil servant. He stirred up troubles in the court with his pen, and even participated in the construction of several buildings.
For hidden grids, the elders of the Seven Clans are better at it.
But this time, it was tricky.
The elders of the Seven Clans went looking for the secret grid with full confidence, but they came back disappointed.
After burning the incense, the elders of the seven clans went around several times, investigating the inside and outside of the Blood Dance Building, and finally returned to the starting point.
"How?" Aventurine Cod asked. The elder of the Seven Tribes shook his head: "I can be sure that there are no special secret compartments, underground palaces or secret rooms under the Blood Dance Building."