Baili Shanhai's eyes trembled slightly, his red lips slightly opened, and his breathing became a little heavier! Qing Ge walked to the palace gate, and Lou Lan and others came to greet him.
"Empress, you're out!"
Loulan was very excited.
Arou looked at Qingge firmly with her eyes.
Empress Yaochi folded her hands across her chest, leaned against the palace door, and raised her slender eyebrows: "Tsk, I thought it would take eight sedans to invite you out. Yes, you are stronger than I thought."
Uncle Mo smiled and said, "Look, kid, everyone in the city is blessing you, so the rumors must be self-defeating."
Qingge nodded gently to everyone and walked forward immediately.
There are some older people at the front, with some eggs and tea they grew in their hands in baskets.
The old woman handed the basket to Qingge: "The empress is too thin. These are our own chickens, which are very nutritious. The empress should eat more."
Also, this tea, although it is not very expensive, has a very special taste and is very comfortable to drink. I hope the empress will not dislike it."
Qingge was stunned for a moment, and then took the basket. The eggs inside were still covered with a little black soil foam. The tea leaves next to it were wrapped in a clean handkerchief and put into a jar.
"I heard that the empress is addicted to alcohol. Old man, I have no other skills. For the past eighty years, I have loved drinking and making wine the most."
The old man leaned on crutches and hunched his back, and put a jar of wine in the singer: "This is my newly brewed wine. Just now, countless practitioners poured their essence, blood and blessings into it, so it is the wine of Baijia."
liquor."
The old man opened the seal on the altar and said, "Empress, drink it. After drinking this altar of blessing wine from hundreds of families, I wish the Empress great prosperity and good luck for hundreds of years!"
Qingge's eyes were moist, and the hand holding the wine jar was trembling.
She looked up and saw that most of the practitioners were looking at her with a smile.
After the seal was opened, a strong smell of blood came out of the wine jar.
In the Flame Heaven, there is a legend that has been circulating since the beginning of the Bahuang territory 30,000 years ago.
Incorporating the essence, blood, and longevity into the wine brewed by the elderly can have the effect of blessing, but it is just a legend. The legend about the secret of heaven, no one has tried it yet.
Essence and blood are the foundation of a cultivator, and longevity is the foundation of life. As a human being, who is not selfish and does not hope for his own good? How many of them can be selfless and dedicate their own foundation and foundation to wish others?
Such a thing can only be a legend, and can only be heard from the mouths of storytellers. Seeing it with one's own eyes is simply a fantasy and almost impossible.
"Empress, drink it quickly, we want to watch you drink it."
The old lady is kind and kind.
The old man stroked his white beard and said, "Yes, I have to watch the empress finish her drink today."
Qingge held the wine in her hands but didn't drink it. She looked at them with red eyes like a child and asked: "Am I going to...be punished by God?"
The old man frowned: "Nonsense! How could our empress be a divine punishment?
If there is a god in the world, why would he be willing to curse such a lovely girl?
It must be a blessing!”
The old woman smiled: "Empress, you are the most beautiful woman in the world, even God will bless you."
The stall owner who gave the Vientiane Bracelet squeezed out from the crowd and said aggressively: "It must be God's blessing! Today, even if the King of Heaven comes, it can only be a blessing!"
God will bless her.
must.
Chang'an City, beautiful and prosperous, with huge crowds of people, is the pure land in her heart.
Qingge smiled softly, raised her head, and drank the Baijia wine in one gulp.
A jar of wine, drank it all without missing a drop.
After drinking, Qingge didn't even throw away the jar, and asked the old man: "Can you give this jar to me?"
"Whatever the Empress wants, I can give it to you."
The old man said with a smile.
Qing Ge put the wine jar away, treating it like a treasure, and placed it next to the white radish.
Also put away were the eggs and tea leaves in the basket.
It's great to sing softly and feel happy.
"Everyone, as long as I am alive, as long as I can stand up, and as long as the fire of the abyss has not burned my body to ashes, you can live and work in peace and contentment on this land."
Qingge's eyes were firm and unwavering.
"You are only twenty years old. There are hundreds of millions of cultivators in these 108 continents. Why do you bother to take the responsibility on yourself?"
Queen Yaochi said.
She just said that this girl is very shrewd, and the next moment she saw Ye Qingge's head was burning and she spoke hurriedly.
What an idiot.
If someone else gives you a good point, give him a hundred points in return.
What Queen Yaochi said made the practitioners everywhere feel ashamed.
Yes, there are hundreds of millions of cultivators in the world of flames. Why should the responsibility of the abyss calamity be left to a young girl?
The stall owner with a scar on his face clenched his fist and said: "Don't be afraid of the Empress. When the abyss is coming, we will definitely be the Empress's strongest backing! No! The Empress is our backing, we should charge at the front!"
Lord Haitang came over holding Xiaoxiang's hand, "Empress Ye, unless the last cultivator from the Alliance and Chang'an City is killed, the fire of the abyss will never burn half of your hair!"
"Use my body to protect my empress!"
Everyone said in unison.
"..." Even though Qingge used the power of Xue Lingzhu and Xuanling to suppress her tears, her eyes were still red.
"Why are you crying?"
Lord Haitang glared at Qing Ge: "My Lao Tang's father bleeds without shedding tears!"
Qing Ge: "..." Lord Haitang's words are more effective than her Snow Spirit Beads and Xuan Ling's power.
The emotion that Qing Ge had been brewing for a long time was told by Lord Haitang that it was gone, and she immediately lost her mood.
"Xiao Xiangxiang, when you see Empress Ye from now on, you will call her daddy, do you know?"
Lord Haitang said.
Xiaoxiang nodded.
"Father, Empress, this is the daughter-in-law that Lao Tang got for you."
Lord Haitang smiled enthusiastically.
The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched violently, resisting the urge to chop this guy into pieces.
She never imagined until her death that one day, someone would call her daddy... This was probably the dream of every girl in the world.
Qing Ge looked at Lord Haitang coldly, distanced himself, and looked at the cultivators in Chang'an City.
"There is still time before the Abyss Tribulation, and I will definitely find a solution. No matter whether we were enemies or friends in the past, or what the grudges were, from now on, the hundreds of millions of cultivators in the 108 continents are all brothers and sisters.
One family.
We live to fight against the catastrophe of the abyss! We can also walk out of the catastrophe alive without spreading the sorrow of the Eight Wastelands!"
Singing softly and loudly.
"If you follow the example of the empress and the horse, we are willing to follow you through life and death, and do the work of the dog and horse!"
"If you follow the example of the empress and the horse, we are willing to follow you through life and death, and do the work of the dog and horse!"
"..." are words full of true feelings.
Who would have thought that hundreds of millions of cultivators in the flame world would follow a second-order mysterious spirit.