Chapter 3172 Ten Great Spaces of the Northern Qing Dynasty
My wife is God, and I must absolutely obey what she says.
Even if Ji Yue gets drunk, she will never forget this truth.
On the contrary, the old monster hid his face and sighed, so angry that he only vomited blood.
The majestic Qing Emperor, the owner of the Heartless Divine Bone, is actually a master of coquettishness and cuteness?
Don't be too shameful! The drunk Ji Yue hugged Qingge like an octopus, very sticky. Qingge lowered her eyes and smiled, with a sickening sweetness in her eyebrows.
The mother-in-law of the three tribes brought a cup of sobering tea and fed it to Ji Yue with a soft song. After Ji Yue drank a little, she pursed her lips and suddenly opened her sleepy eyes, "If you don't drink it, it will be bitter."
Qingge frowned, how could the sobering tea be bitter, so he took a sip and tried to taste it. At this moment, Ji Yue, who had just been a childlike child, came over like a wolf and pressed Qingge against the seat.
Block the girl's soft lips and drink the sobering tea.
There was heat between her lips and teeth. Ji Yue gently pressed the back of her head, fearing that she would hit the wall behind her. After a long time, Ji Yue returned to her original position, holding Qing Ge drunkenly, and smiled infatuatedly: "It's sweet."
Mo Xie was dumbfounded and shocked. His whole body was as motionless as if he was petrified, and would be blown away by the wind.
The wine glass held by Mo Xie fell down and broke into pieces. Mo Xie gritted his teeth and wanted to beat his chest and feet and curse the beast.
Just pour one cup?
Mo Xie now seriously doubts that Ji Yue did it on purpose.
What a sinister man! Aventurine drank alone, with dim eyes and a lonely expression. Is this wine too bitter?
Sure enough, if you come to drink any wine, you are asking for trouble.
The ancestor really wanted to pretend that he didn't know Ji Yue, turned his head and shouted coldly: "It's immoral!"
Wuyou drank and secretly thought about whether he could win the Night Palace... Qingge wanted to drink with everyone, but the 'pendant' beside her made trouble from time to time. With no choice, Qingge had to help Ji Yue back to her room.
It was late at night and the smell of wine was strong. Aventurine and the others who came to the mansion were all staying at the city lord's mansion.
Qingge helped Ji Yue to the room prepared by the mother-in-law of the three clans, threw Ji Yue on the bed, and wiped Ji Yue's red face.
"Since you can't drink, don't be brave."
Qingge caressed his face and whispered.
Suddenly, the drunken man grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward with force. Qingge nestled in Ji Yue's arms. She just rested her head on his chest and could hear the strong heartbeat.
Voice.
Qingge raised the corners of her lips slightly, hugging Ji Yue lightly, "I don't know how to be calm when I'm drunk."
Ji Yue clasped her hand and whispered hoarsely, "I miss you."
Qingge moved forward, put her hands on Ji Yue's shoulders, lowered her head to look down at Ji Yue, and bit Ji Yue's lips.
Hot...like fire...The moon is hiding behind the black clouds.
Ji Yue pressed it down, and when she was in the midst of indescribable desire, there was a creak, and a small hand opened the door.
Qingge turned to look, and saw Ji Yue lying down with squinted eyes. She saw little Baozi dragging a small quilt, biting the quilt with tears in his eyes: "Elder, Ye'er is afraid."
"Don't you dare sleep alone?"
Qing Ge asked.
The little bun sniffed and nodded.
Qingge kicked away Ji Yue who was pressing her down, walked down and carried the little bun back to the bed, "Do you want to sleep with me?"
The little bun's eyes shone: "Okay!"
Ji Yue suddenly woke up and looked at the little bun as if facing a formidable enemy.
The little bun lay directly between the two of them, like a gap between them.
"A true man, standing up to heaven and earth, bleeding but not crying, what are you afraid of?
Sleep alone."
Ji Yue said coldly.
Little Baozi blinked his eyes, pinched his thigh quietly, tears came at the first sign, and he cried heartbrokenly: "Elder, he is cruel to me, I am afraid."
Qing Ge glared at Ji Yue, who was sitting upright, looking at her nose and heart, pretending not to know what was going on.
"How old are you, and you still get angry with children?"
Qingge said displeasedly: "Ye'er is good, you must have been frightened these days. I will sleep here today."
The little bun was nestled in Ji Yue's arms, with his buttocks facing Ji Yue and pouting so high that he wished he could squeeze Ji Yue out.
Ji Yue tried her best to comfort herself that she was her biological child, otherwise she would be afraid that she would not be able to help but beat the child.
The two girls slept soundly, but poor Ji Yue couldn't sleep all night. Now that Huo'er is here, how can he just leave?
The next day, Qingge and Ji Yue went to the Blood Dance Building and walked into the Shenmu space.
The Shenmu space is huge and can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. It looks like square walls in all directions, with terrifying lava climbing on it.
A withered dragon and phoenix tree is on the east side. It is a towering tree that is spectacular even when it is withered.
Perhaps the wailing of hundreds of thousands of demons had sounded here. When Qingge walked into the sacred tree space, he felt a sense of sadness and coldness.
Ji Yue held her hand and walked in the sacred tree space, looking around vigilantly, always protecting her and not daring to relax at all.
"You want to take the Shenmu Space away?"
Ji Yue asked.
Qingge nodded her little head.
"Wait."
Ji Yue took off her coat and spread it on the dead wood. She pressed Qingge's shoulders and asked Qingge to sit on it.
Ji Yue, who was dressed in white, walked forward and stood under the withered dragon and phoenix tree. When the strong wind came, his hair was lifted up and a hand struck the tree.
Ji Yue closed her eyes and communicated with the souls in this space.
Wild beasts have spiritual consciousness, all treasures in the world have spirit, and in higher and higher dimensions, they have independent souls.
By communicating with souls, opportunities can be determined, and those who have the opportunity can occupy this space.
The word "opportunity" is simple to say. How many of hundreds of millions of people can realize the opportunity?
Since ancient times, as the saying goes, those who are chosen by chance are those who are chosen by nature. They are rare in all eternity. Even if they are punished by God, God will stop them.
Qing Ge sat on the dead tree and looked at Ji Yue from a distance who was looking for the sacred wood weapon spirit.
The communication between souls is far from being as simple as it seems. If you are not careful, you will be in an abyss of eternal destruction.
Qing Ge lay on the dead tree holding Ji Yue's outer shirt, turning her head and looking still obsessed.
"Senior Gu Long, is he handsome?"
Qingge chats with the remnant soul of the ancient dragon.
“Very good.”
"That's, that's my man, how can he not be handsome?"
Qingge smiled and grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears.
Senior Gu Long: "..." Whoever he offends will suffer such a crime! "Senior."
Qingge Soul Transmission Road.
"Um?"
"How is my man?"
Gu Long: "..." Gu Long simply pretended to be dead and ignored Qingge, wishing he could plug his ears.
A woman who falls in love is really scary, this is the conclusion that Senior Gu Long came to.
Suddenly, the earth shook, and with the Oriental Dragon and Phoenix Tree as the center, cracks filled with terrifying fire quickly spread on the ground in the sacred tree space.
Cracks covered all the flat land in the sacred tree space, and pillars of magma and fire erupted from the cracks, rising from the ground like fireworks all over the sky, dazzling Qingge's eyes.
His eyes were filled with blazing fire. In the vast firelight, Qing Ge hurriedly stood up and looked at Ji Yue. The man stood motionless in front of the tree... "The top ten spaces in Beiqing are indeed well-deserved."
The remnant soul of the ancient dragon sighed.
"How could this be?"
Qingge was worried and asked hurriedly.
"You girl are discerning, and the space you are looking at is not an ordinary space that has been refined. If my prediction is correct, this should be the realm of nothingness of a craftsman in Beiqing. After the craftsman's death, the past 100,000
Years later, the soul can be born and form an independent space.
Strictly speaking, in an independent space that evolved from the realm of nothingness, the consciousness of the soul is related to the thoughts of its owner.
Although your man is the Qing Emperor, it’s better to give up on this space.
The weapon spirits derived from one hundred thousand years are not something he can crush.
The craftsmen of the Northern Qing Dynasty have appeared since the founding of the world, and they are elusive and unfathomable."
Senior Gu Long said in a deep voice.
"This space was originally a realm of nothingness..." Qing Ge repeated the words of Senior Gu Long in a low voice.
The weapon spirit derived from one hundred thousand years is such a terrifying existence.
Such spirits are as terrifying as ghosts.
Seeing that Ji Yue had no intention of stopping, Qing Ge hugged his coat and walked quickly towards Ji Yue.
Shenmu Space is dispensable, but nothing can happen to her man.
When the strong wind hit, Qing Ge stood still and suddenly raised his eyes.
Under the tree, Ji Yue suddenly opened her eyes, and the evil pupils were as bright as gems, passing through the charming light! "Kneel down!"
Two words of cold shouting in a deep voice shook the sky and shot straight into the sky. In an instant, the entire sacred tree space shook several times.