This eternal stone was solidified by Marquis Yingwu, which means that Marquis Yingwu is the owner of this book. He was not a spiritual master when he died, as the rumors say, but a great spiritual master!
Qingge wants to know what happened before!
She remained calm, her eyes slightly closed, and listened carefully to the voices in her head.
The man has been killing all his life, he hates evil as much as he hates his enemies, his talent and strength are among the best at that time, his young man is granted the title of marquis, which shocks the world!
It was also mentioned in the Immortal Stone that when Lord Yingwu broke through the Great Spiritual Master, he went to another world, that place was called the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, where the Great Spiritual Master was.
In the universe, order and security are guarded by the guardians of the nine realms. There are different levels in the heaven and earth, and the four-star continent is only at the lower level.
The existence of a great spiritual master can be powerful enough to destroy the four-star continent that stretches thousands of miles. Therefore, whenever someone breaks through to the great spiritual master, the guardians of the nine realms wandering in the wasteland of the universe will appear, and they will destroy the great spiritual master.
The spiritual master takes him to the place that belongs to the great spiritual master, thereby erasing the world's memory of this venerable great spiritual master.
To put it this way, it makes sense that there has not been a great spiritual master in the Four-Star Continent for tens of millions of years.
Qingge thought about whether Ye Jingfeng had also gone to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods...
After a while, Qing Ge shook his head and smiled bitterly. When Ye Jingfeng was pushed off the cliff, thousands of swords pierced his heart, his eyes were gouged, and his body was covered with scars. Is it possible to survive?
No!
Impossible.
"The Vampire..." When mentioning the Vampire, the man's voice suddenly stopped.
A flash of lightning flashed in Qingge's eyes, the blood clan, Mei Qingchen...
She only knew that Mei Qingchen came from the Vampire Clan. She didn't know what the Vampire Clan was. She had searched through the Ye family library and couldn't find anything about the Vampire Clan. She even had some doubts about whether the Vampire Clan was a fabrication.
"The hidden clan, the mighty blood clan, lives by drinking blood, and kills cruelly."
After a pause, the man said: "Don't know anything about the Vampire Clan, and don't commit any of the Vampire Clan's taboos. Otherwise, in the vastness of the world, there will be no place for you!"
Qing Ge took a breath of cold air and put the eternal stone and the book recording the great spiritual master's feelings into the air bag. She patted the dust on her clothes, got up and walked outside the British Marquis's residence.
At this time, the sky was slightly bright and a night had passed.
The two doors of the Yingwu Hou Mansion were opened, and a girl in red clothes appeared through the gap.
Dawn, the morning light is faint.
The two doors closed behind Qingge. Qingge looked down the Zhuyu steps. The coachman was sitting on the carriage, holding his knees with his hands and sleeping with his face buried in his arms.
Qing Ge walked forward softly, folded her hands on her chest, and stood leaning against the carriage.
After dawn, the sun was getting brighter. The old man woke up leisurely and looked at the closed door of the British Marquis Mansion with his turbid eyes. He seemed to be aware of it and looked at Qingge in surprise, "Miss, are you out?"
Qingge nodded and got on the carriage. A clear voice came from the carriage, "Let's go and see your granddaughter."
"Miss, have you been waiting for me to wake up?" The old man sat down, held the reins with both hands, and drove the horse toward home.
As the carriage rolled, she sang softly and closed her eyes to take a nap. The events last night were too fast-changing, and she had to slowly accept the Great Spirit Master's state of mind and the vampires recorded in the Immortal Stone, which made her a little tired.
Hearing the old man's voice, Qingge replied: "I saw you sleeping, so I wanted to wait for you to wake up before leaving."
The old man's eyes were complicated and he was concentrating on driving his horse.
The carriage inlaid with four rubies stopped in front of the simple thatched house. The old man got out of the carriage and opened the curtain, "Miss, we're here."
Qingge opened her eyes, nodded and stepped out of the carriage. She glanced at the simple house and blurted out, "If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons and spirits. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous."
"This is a humble house, but I am virtuous..."
The old man lowered his head and repeated the words of the song. He raised his head for a moment and his eyes shone brightly, "What a humble person living in such a humble house, but with my virtue and kindness! Wonderful! How wonderful!"
Qingge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and walked into the house.
The old man looked at Qingge's back, thoughtfully, and after a long while, he sighed softly, "Amongst people, I am worthy of being the orphan of Mrs. Yan."
Inside the house, the girl's skin was so delicate and fair that it could be broken with a blow, like gelatin. She was lying weakly on the bed, her face so white that it was almost transparent.
When he saw her, Qingge's heart seemed to be grabbed and painful.
"Moyou, look, who did grandpa bring to you? This is the third young lady, Ye Qingge, whom you have always admired." The old man walked in with his back hunched and said.
When Qing Ge walked to the bed, Mo You on the bed looked at Qing Ge helplessly. When she saw Qing Ge, her body suddenly twitched and convulsed. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Qing Ge's wrist hard, as if she wanted to get up.
Qingge was stunned. She stepped forward and carefully and gently helped Moyou up. Moyou put his chin on her shoulder and leaned into Qingge's ear. He breathed out like a blue, "I saw... saw you standing at the top, smiled.
Watch the storm."
Qingge was stunned. At this moment, Moyou fell on the bed again, her pale face was stunning among the three thousand blue hairs.
"Grandpa, go out." Mo You said, "I have something to say with Marquis An Guo."
At such a young age, he shows an old-fashioned attitude.
The old man hunched over and walked out, closing the door. Mo You's face was covered with sweat. She lay on the bed, looked at Qing Ge, smiled weakly, and said: "I have dreamed about you countless times since I was born. I dreamed about you."
You were pushed down the Xishui River, washed with blood on Phoenix Mountain, and all your tendons were broken. I thought this was just an unfounded dream..."
It wasn't until the Four Dynasties War that Ye Qingge's identity as Wuming was revealed, and Mo You realized that what she was dreaming about was not a dream, but a person's future.
Qing Ge's heart was trembling. Even though she could accept time travel, she still found Mo You's words incredible.
"Do you know why I died?" Mo You said with a smile.
Qingge lowered her eyes and said nothing. Looking at this little girl who was obviously only seven or eight years old, but looking like she had experienced all the ways in the world and seen everything, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Because I know too much, and those are all secrets."
A hint of a sinister smile appeared on Mo You's face, "I have known about you being named An Guohou since I was three years old, but all these years I have never known who the woman who appeared in my dreams was, and I never imagined that that
Such a bloody and powerful woman will be the waste of the Ye family."
"You know, my health has been very poor since I was born. Every day is a torment. When you became famous, I could die at any time. Now you are in your prime and gifted, and my destiny is also...
It’s the end.”
Moyou stretched out his hand, his pink palm was very small and thin.
She didn't speak, she just looked at Qingge so seriously.