The young man's voice was hoarse and had a hint of evil.
"You..." The seventh princess felt panic-stricken.
Qing Ge stood up from the edge of the table.
"Seventh Princess."
"Is your heart black?"
She asked solemnly, walking slowly towards Qing Ge, like the gaze and approach of the god of death.
The seventh princess kept swallowing her saliva and looked at Qing Ge in horror. When she was still rational, the seventh princess waved her right hand and slid across the sky in an arc. The scepter appeared in the palm of her hand, and the blue flame swayed strangely.
"Aren't you the Seventh Demon Palace?
You are not Ye Wuhen, you are Ye Qingge! Right!"
The seventh princess grinned, as if she had discovered a huge secret. This twisted happiness temporarily replaced the panic just now.
In the room, there were Loulan, the Thirteenth Emperor's Uncle, Zhenlong Marquis and the Imperial Master of the Wutai Alliance beside the crystal table. They were all confused and confused.
No matter Mu Ruge from Tianyu or the current Seventh Princess, why do they still say that Mr. Ye is the empress?
Rumor has it that the empress is cruel, a femme fatale, decisive in killing, and resolute in her actions.
Mr. Ye may seem moody and difficult to approach, but he actually has a kind heart, which makes him feel as warm as winter.
Lou Lan clenched her hands tightly and looked deeply at Qing Ge.
The young master is a mystery, she can't see through it at a glance.
Qing Ge breathed out, the smile on her lips was arrogant and charming, and her whole body and every move revealed her madness.
Qingge came to the side of the Seventh Princess. The Seventh Princess wanted to use the fire of the scepter to force Qingge away. The cold-colored treasure fan of Qingge brought up bursts of black smoke and withered butterflies dancing lightly.
He waved his hand carelessly, and a section of his snow-white wrist was like mutton-fat jade.
Snap.
The seventh princess's scepter fell to the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with fear.
Could this boy really be Ye Qingge?
Could it be said that Ye Qingge is a genius among fellow practitioners from the third department?
Qingge put away her fan, held the Seventh Princess's hair bun with one hand, and forced the Seventh Princess to get close to her face: "Decapitated by a thousand cuts, divided into pieces by five horses, which way of death do you want?"
She is a Shura in the human world, and the place she lives in is purgatory. The cold and gloomy tone in her tone made the Seventh Princess' hair stand on end, giving her goosebumps all over her body.
Whether it’s the Sea Clan or the Elf Clan, most of them focus on their skin. How many of them are extraordinary?
If this were not the case, how could one think of using marriage to consolidate the status of a clan.
If Qing Ge was just an ordinary first-level Xuanling master, she would naturally not be the opponent of the Seventh Princess, but among her fellow practitioners of the three elements, the Dark one was the strongest! If she wanted to go to the Nine Realms at this moment, relying on the energy of Darkness, she could greatly
Fang Fang went to Qianzu.
"It seems that if the princess herself can't think of it, then... she will die without a complete body."
Qing Ge laughed.
"I am the in-law of the God of Immortality, you can't!"
The seventh princess was anxious.
Qingge's eyes were stained with blood, and her usual playfulness was gone, leaving only a rage filled with desolation.
Her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, and there was a destructive sharpness hidden in the depths.
Qingge held the fan and touched the eyebrows of the Seventh Princess.
Murderous intention, now... The Seventh Princess couldn't help but think of Mu Ruge's death during the king's birthday party, when a black light arrow pierced her eyebrows.
How bloody and terrifying.
The seventh princess was greedy for life and feared death, so she hurriedly shouted: "She is fine, she is fine."
Qingge's fan paused, but blood overflowed from the top of it touching the forehead of the Seventh Princess.
Scarlet blood flowed down like a split dead branch along the pale face of the Seventh Princess, completely depicting her embarrassment.
In comparison, the young master in front of her looked like a cruel tyrant.
Qingge would never believe the seventh princess's words. She could not forget the feeling of heart palpitations while practicing.
It's so uncomfortable.
It felt like I couldn't breathe and would be crushed to death by that invisible boulder.
Qingge returned to the table and sat down. The seventh princess's legs were so weak that she seemed to have no bones, and she collapsed to the ground.
She looked at Qingge warily, and just as she was about to slip away, she saw the drinking young master quietly saying: "Tie her up."
Liu Yan'er and Long Shitian stepped forward together and captured the seventh princess respectively.
The Seventh Princess wanted to take the scepter back, while Youer went over to pick up the Hai Clan's scepter.
They all knew that the seventh princess had an extraordinary status, and that if she offended the princess of Shenyue City, she would inevitably die.
But they were not afraid.
Anyone who offends the empress must die.
Even if the other party is a powerful person in the Tian family.
There was a long silence, and everything was still.
After a long time, a travel-worn man opened the door and came into the hall.
When Qingge thinks about it, Xi Ziyan will come no matter when and where.
It was the same this time. When Xi Ziyan received the message, he immediately dropped everything he was doing.
Just seeing the room full of people, Xi Ziyan was startled, and then closed the door: "Sorry, I went to the wrong place."
The place of induction is the former emperor's old palace. Could it be that there is something wrong with the induction magic weapon?
Xi Ziyan scratched his head, took out his magic weapon and sensed it again. The house was still displayed. Xi Ziyan thought he opened the door in the wrong way, so he changed his position to open the door.
Instead of staring at the group of people, Lou Lan wondered why this person got lost twice, and he didn't know which family he belonged to. He must have made his parents worried.
"come over."
When she sang softly, she still had the same tone as a young man, without any hint of ethereal and charming.
Xi Ziyan swallowed his saliva and walked over.
I have always known that the empress has a habit of changing identities, but I didn't expect that this time it would be so exciting, she just changed her gender.
Everyone in the room suddenly realized, oh, it turned out to be the empress's man.
"Go to Four Stars to see how Grandpa is doing."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Qingge stretched out, walked away from the screen and lay down on the imperial concubine's couch on the edge. Her lazy voice came out: "If something happens, break the seventh princess into pieces."
The concise and concise "Broken" is full of bloody cruelty and her historical behavior, which has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, arrogant and arrogant.
But at this moment, she was no longer romantic. The tips of her eyes were slightly red, showing depression and violence, like a wild beast that could stretch out its fangs at any time.
The eyes of the tied seventh princess turned black and she fainted.
Four stars.
My grandfather is dying.
Yan Bingtong knelt on the edge of the bed, her eye circles turning red.
"It's all my daughter's unfilial fault. It's all my fault. It's my daughter who didn't protect you."
Yan Bingtong whispered hoarsely.
Ye Qingtian turned his back and wiped his tears. He was used to bickering with his grandfather on weekdays. If he really had to argue about who would go first in the coffin, he hoped it would be him.
A person with gray hair gives gifts to a person with gray hair, and the feeling is not so pleasant.
The doctor said, let's prepare for the funeral.
Yan Bingtong also checked Grandpa's body and found that he probably wouldn't survive the night.
Ye Qingtian was sad for a while, holding back tears and said: "Bitong, don't let Ge'er know about my grandfather's serious injury, she will go crazy."
It is said that Ye Di is as strong as iron, but Ye Qingtian, as a grandfather, knows very well that the girl's heart is very fragile and she cannot accept the news that her relatives have left.
"Well...I know."
Yan Bingtong held her grandfather's palm, her anger gradually rising: "I will bloodbath the Seventh Prince's Mansion."
Even if she is no longer the Red Flame Spirit Girl of Shenyue City, and no longer has any glory or wealth, she just wants this bad breath to escape.