Ye'er - When she mentioned Ye'er, Ji Yue's expression changed and she pursed her lips tightly until they turned white.
In the sky, the two people's red robes intertwined.
After a long time, Ji Yue pushed him away and turned to look at the gods of war, "God Pingxi, he just absorbed all the ruthless sword energy left in the Pingqiu Yan clan and deliberately created the wound on his chest.
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"Prince Ji, do you mean that he will take the blame for you?"
asked the gods of war.
"Um."
Ji Yue responded lightly, then turned to look at Mo Xie: "Help me take care of Ye'er."
"You can take care of your wife and children by yourself."
Mo Xie looked directly at the Gods of War in the heavens, "God Pingxi, you must rely on real evidence in everything. What he says is unfounded. The evidence has been placed in front of you. What are you waiting for?"
The gods of war frowned and fell into deep thought. According to the evidence, the murderer of the genocide was indeed Mo Xie. The ruthless sword energy left by Ji Yue could not convict Mo Xie because of the injury on Mo Xie's chest.
As for how to deal with it, in the final analysis, it still depends on the gods of war themselves.
"God of Samsara, what do you think?"
asked the gods of war.
Master Samsara looked at Ji Yue and said, "Now that the evidence has appeared, Prince Ji's grievances can be cleared. No, to be precise, it should be Emperor Qing."
The gods of war lowered their eyes and remained silent for a long time, but still did not speak.
Beside Empress Feng Qi, Qing Ge bit her lower lip and looked over with red eyes. For a moment, her whole body felt extremely heavy, as if it was dragging an invisible jack, making her soul tremble under the pressure.
After a long while, the war gods of the heavens finally spoke out: "Mo Xie, the ghost king of the evil palace, is cruel by nature. He has traveled in and out of three thousand lives at will, killing innocent cultivators and massacring the Pingqiu Yan clan.
This is a capital crime!"
As General Pingxi, he must act impartially.
With Mo Xie's cultivation strength, he will definitely not be able to go to the immortal world, nor can he endure the pain of the Thunder Blood Crow. He can only die to apologize and appease the anger of all living beings.
The gods of war looked at Mo Xie indifferently, quietly and carefully observing.
With the intelligence of the gods of war, they can naturally see the subtle relationship between Mo Xie and King Ji. The reason why they give such a result is because they want to see whether Mo Xie has the courage to bear the death penalty.
In the face of life and death interests, the human soul will be ferocious and twisted.
Death penalty - these two words resounded in the sky, and the practitioners were stunned.
Aventurine's body trembled and he looked at Mo Xie complicatedly.
Qing Ge was in a daze, and if Empress Feng Qi hadn't been able to hold her up in time, she might have fallen from a high place.
Most of her whole body's strength was supported by Feng Qizun's voice, her breathing became slightly heavier, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and when she looked at Mo Xie, she shook her head slightly.
Tears blurred his vision, and the scene in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of fog, and only the faint outline could be seen.
Over the past few years, she has had a lot of misfortunes and suffered many hardships, but no one around her has remained intact.
Aventurine spent her blood in exchange for the blooming of Purple Moon Flower. Although she is somewhat majestic now, her soul and spirit are still not sound.
In Central and South China, the two great Tongtian clans in Yucha are forcing him, and even the Qinglian clan people who were once saved by him are extremely disappointed in him.
Like a child, he struggled to survive in the gorgeous palace under tremendous pressure.
In order to go to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods, Mo Xie lost his face, and the pure gold mask almost merged with his face.
He who once loved fine wine and delicacies could not drink alcohol or eat meat for the rest of his life... He even became an evil spirit... But her lover Ji Yue, in order to break through the shackles of race, overcame many difficulties and came to her.
In order to be by her side, he replaced the demon king's bones that he was once proud of. Unexpectedly, that was the beginning of hell.
The ruthless way and the pain in his bones tortured him all the time.
Qingge almost didn't dare to think about Mo Xie's shortcomings and how painful it was for her to explain to Mo Yuntian and Su Ya.
The two of them had only one child. Mo Xie came to the Heavenly Realm of the Gods alone and already took half of the lives of two elders. Later he fell into evil and he could accept it even if he was depressed. If something happened, how could he survive it?
It hurts a white-haired person to send a black-haired person away?
Mo Xie lowered his eyes and looked at Qing Ge tenderly. When he heard the word "death penalty", he breathed a sigh of relief.
In Qingge's memory, Mo Xie had never looked at her with such eyes.
Mo Xie has always been carefree and carefree, and he seems to be unruly.
After looking at each other for a long time, Mo Xie stretched out freely, with a bright smile on his face, and then looked at the war gods of the heavens, "Since God Pingxi has been convicted, let's deal with it quickly."
"No -" The song was like an arrow from the string. Taking advantage of the moment when Feng Qi was not paying attention, he broke free and escaped, rushing towards Mo Xie. He stood in front of Mo Xie and looked at the gods of war, "It's not him.
, I am from the Pingqiu Yan Clan, and I can prove that it is not him."
"You don't feel sorry for your man."
The ancient dragon's remnant soul said.
Qingge lowered her eyes, a bitter taste lingering on her lips and teeth.
The clan was massacred by Xiao Yueyue, so Mo Xie does not need to bear the blame.
And she, as Ji Yue's future wife, will always be by Ji Yue's side no matter what the situation is.
Seeing Qingge speak, Yun Shuishui took the opportunity to speak out, "Ye Qingge, you mean that the Pingqiu Yan Clan was not massacred by Mo Xie. Could it be that it was King Ji?"
Qingge turned her head and looked at Ji Yue, who nodded towards her.
Qing Ge opened her red lips and smiled as bright as a flower. She seemed to have made a very important decision in an instant. She was no longer decadent and painful, but had the same stern demeanor as before.
She said: "Yes, I saw with my own eyes that my lover turned into a beauty in anger and slaughtered the entire Pingqiu Yan clan."
Mo Xie was about to speak, but Qing Ge suddenly looked back with a look as cold as a sword, "Shut up."
"Tsk... Demon God, Prince Ji, as you can see, this human woman is really hard-hearted and would not hesitate to push Prince Ji into the dungeon of immortality.
For such a woman to be favored by Prince Ji, it is probably because of the good deeds accumulated by her ancestors, and she has been lucky for three lifetimes, but she did not know how to cherish her, and now her true colors have finally been revealed."
Yun Shuishui never misses any opportunity to sow discord.
The demon god looked sideways at him, his eyes getting colder and colder, as if they were quenched with poison and made people feel chilling.
Yun Shuishui was not annoyed at all. He stood behind the Great God of Samsara, looked at Ji Yue intentionally or unintentionally, and said pointedly: "Prince Ji, you should have listened to this god and married the most outstanding woman from the Elf tribe.
, those girls are innocent, kind, gentle and gentle, and will definitely be your perfect match."
In the world of immortality, Yun Shuishui's job is to be in charge of the marriages of gods. He is considered to be half a month old, so he is also nicknamed: Moon God.
But in the eyes of the demon god, to put it bluntly, she is just a matchmaker, and to put it worse, she is the madam of the female elves in Shenyue City.