The head of the Rong family pointed at Qing Ge with a trembling hand, sad tears fell on his cheeks, and he looked at the young empress painfully.
The practitioners who heard the news gradually gathered in front of Dongzhou Pavilion.
However, in a short while, the news of the empress beating several children had spread throughout Mingyuan Villa, and even the master of Ziyun Palace, who had been deprived of the power to preside, heard about it.
But no one thought that the young masters of Ye and Rong's houses would actually be beaten to death by the empress.
Not long after, Divine Realm Li Yuanjun, the four palace masters and others, as well as Tianqi and his wife, Zhong Lin Mu Ruge all arrived at the Dongzhou camp.
Yang Hong stopped talking, sighed several times, glanced at Jiu Ci who appeared in the Dongzhou attic, and said with some embarrassment: "Jiudian, when the ceremony of worshiping the heaven is going on, there will inevitably be disputes among immature children.
Even if the empress couldn't stand the disputes between children, she just wanted to do it. Beating eight children to death was a bit cruel.
If it reaches the mouths of the Nine Realms, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to the empress."
Yang Hong said sincerely.
Everyone in the Gods Realm knew that the owner of Yingyue Tower was a maniac about doting on his sister, and now that he was presiding over the ritual of offering sacrifices to the heavens, even if Yang Hong was furious when he saw the children's corpses, he could only speak tactfully.
Jiuci folded his hands on his chest, leaning against a wooden pillar, and was dressed in black clothes. He gradually disappeared into the night. He raised a pair of narrow eyes from the shadows and looked at the many people in front of the attic with a sinister and indifferent look.
"My son, you are so miserable. You are so young, and your life has ended before it has even begun..." The lady held her son's body and cried out of breath.
Seeing that Jiuci didn't pay attention to him, Yang Hong finally spoke to Qingge: "Empress, if you really kill these children, if they spread to the nine realms, the throne will not be guaranteed.
And now that the evidence is conclusive, I have the authority to order you and Dongzhou to withdraw from the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
The ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven has been passed down and passed down for hundreds of years to pray for all living beings. Everyone who comes to Mingyuan Villa should have respect for life and nature.
Empress, you are indeed a very talented and strange woman, but as the world says, you are an out-and-out tyrant.
They are still children, would it be too cruel for you to whip them to death?"
Qing Ge walked forward and approached the children's bodies.
The lady glared at Qing Ge, and suddenly stood up and wanted to hit Qing Ge, but before she could get close to Qing Ge, she was thrown away by a gust of wind.
Everyone looked at the child behind the crowd in unison. The night was dark, the lights were dim, and in front of the ancient attic, the courtyard was filled with the fragrance of strange flowers.
There were constant noisy sounds, and the smell of blood from the wounds on the corpse was very pungent.
Bai Han clenched his fists, with strong winds surrounding him. His frail body seemed to be able to burst out with endless power. A pair of small hands could control the wind, the heaven and earth, all phenomena in nature, and the wind technique can be equal to ten thousand horses! Qingge pursed her lips and thought deeply.
, turned around and looked at Bai Han tenderly.
Bai Han didn't take action when those children killed half of her life, but now that she had been wronged, Bai Han didn't hesitate.
In twos and threes, noble ladies gathered around the corpse. They were dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and shining hairpins. They were smeared with makeup and powder. They knelt down elegantly beside the corpse, holding the child's cold hand, and cried heartbrokenly.
What a beautiful and indifferent picture.
Their eyes looking at Qingge were full of hatred, and they wanted to eat Qingge alive and cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.
However, Qingge walked forward slowly, but no one dared to approach her.
Qingge lowered her eyes to look at the eight corpses and smiled coldly.
The onlookers felt chilled in their hearts when they saw the smile on Qingge's lips. However, the ladies of the two houses and the two heads of the family became furious, pointing at Qingge's nose and scolding: "You can't bear to see the children die, but you can still smile."
Come out, you woman has no conscience at all."
Qing Ge exhaled a breath.
Human nature is so terrible... The whip wounds she left were indeed visceral, but they avoided fatal injuries.
You may have to lie in bed for a few months, but the child is young and can recover quickly if he takes good elixirs.
The cause of death was also whiplash, but it was not caused by Qingge's hand.
"Ye Qingge, murder must be paid with life, blood debt must be repaid with blood, you can't leave today."
The head of the Rong family said.
"The whip wounds that caused death on these corpses were all in the internal organs."
Qingge said calmly and calmly: "And he was killed with one whip. This whip was not given by me."
"So many people saw that it was you who shot me. If you say it wasn't you, would anyone believe it?"
The head of the Ye family sneered.
Qingge squatted down and tapped the wound on the right side of the boy's heart with his fingertips. "Among these eight children, only his heart was on the right side, and there was no whiplash on the left side of his chest. This shows that the murderer knew that he was
The heart is on the right side.
If not a relative, who can know?"
"You are an alchemist, you will definitely know."
The head of the Rong family said.
The Master of the Medicine Sect put his hands behind his back and walked out: "Master Rong, this is wrong. We, the people who refine medicine, do not have the ability to see through other people's hearts at a glance."
"Empress, even so, it doesn't prove anything."
Yang Hong said.
Bai Han was extremely cautious and looked at Qingge uneasily, twisting his sleeves tightly with his little hands, fearing that something might happen to Qingge.
Qing Ge smiled and patted the boy on the other side's shoulder, "Wake up, don't be afraid, I will protect you and tell them what you saw."
Under the shocked gazes of the onlookers, a corpse opened its eyes.
The boy looked around in fear, holding his head in fear, "Don't hit me, don't hit me..." "Who wants to kill you?"
Qingge asked.
The boy was the young master of the Rong family. He suddenly pointed at the head of the Rong family: "It's dad. Dad wants to kill me. Dad said it would be a good deal to use eight lives to bring down the empress."
Qingge looked at the boy and pursed her lips slightly.
When attacking these boys, she poured a wisp of Nightmare Northern Cold Smoke and the healing power of the Snow Spirit Pearl into the boy's body.
Count the time, use the power of healing to protect his heart, and then seal his breath with the cold smoke of the Nightmare North, pretending to be 'suspended death'.
Of course, the boy actually endured the whipping, and it was just the healing power that temporarily protected his life.
It is both fake death and real coma.
The boy was able to wake up because Qingge inadvertently exerted healing power.
"This kid must be crazy. He must be hallucinating. Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. I am his biological father. How could I attack him for profit?"
Patriarch Rong said angrily.
The head of the Ye family also nodded in agreement: "How can any father in this world do anything to his own children?"
Yang Hong frowned, the current situation was really hard to explain.
"Master Yang, the incident happened in the attic courtyard of the Fourth Division Camp. I saw it clearly from the window on the ninth floor. I can prove it to the Empress."
The palace master said: "Although the empress strikes harshly, the whip wounds are not fatal.
Moreover, the whip wounds on the hearts of these children were all caused by one whip as the empress said.
Let me ask, after such a whipping, several children died on the spot. Is it too slow for you to come to the empress now to seek justice?
There were other practitioners at that time, and they must have seen it. Although several children were dying and half of their lives were gone, they were all carried away alive.
But I have never seen a child die on the spot."
Finally, the palace master seemed to be worried that others would not believe him, so he added: "I am willing to prove it for the empress with the four parts and the head on my neck."
Qingge turned her head and looked at the palace master, and saw the broad smile between his brows and eyes.
In that gentle and bloody night, the palace master had an evil smile on one corner of his lips and raised his eyebrows at her, signaling her peace of mind.
"Dad, don't kill me, don't..." The child who was still alive ran all the way and rushed out.
"Master Yang, what they said cannot be regarded as evidence, and this child looks crazy at first sight, so his words cannot be trusted."
Palace Master Ziyun and Shangguan Rui came side by side.
Qingge sighed softly and walked towards the head of the Rong family, "I have a whole grain of god-level true energy. When I used the whip just now, maybe no one noticed that the true energy was left on the whip.
Master Rong, let me see your hands."
"Master Rong, hold out your hand for everyone to see so that you can be cleared."
Yang Hong said.
Patriarch Rong gritted his teeth and stretched out his hands.
The faint god-level true energy power will clearly appear when it meets the true energy power released by Qingge again.
As expected, the master of the Rong family has the power of true energy in his hands.
There are tens of thousands of people in Mingyuan Villa, but Ye Qingge is the only one who possesses god-level true energy.