Several palace kings who were hidden in the crowd looked at the Seventh Palace King mockingly, and spoke with a bit of yin and yang annoyance: "Old Seventh King, don't be too sad. People in the spiritual realm will not be placed in the immortal world."
She is a top expert, so it is not a shame for Ge'er to lose to such a woman."
"Yes, Brother Seventh Prince, if you really can't do it, just take a look at this good man from Shenyue City. You don't have to ask for the Qing Emperor."
"Although Qingyuan Shen is a strict wife, men will make their own decisions on major matters of right and wrong.
This marriage may be ruined."
"..." News spreads quickly.
Not only Shenyue City, but also all the cultivators in the entire Three Thousand Worlds and the Flame World will know about it soon.
What everyone else says is true.
In the end, the story changed. Everyone said: Qingyuan Shen disliked Ye Qingge's origin. Although he entered the genealogy of Shenyue Seventh Prince's Palace, he was a low-level cultivator. How could he be qualified as a young queen?
Isn’t this just a fool’s dream?
In just an instant, she went from being the envy of countless women to a joke among hundreds of millions of people.
Some dignitaries of the Shenyue City who had had issues with the Seventh Palace King spoke with worries, but the underlying meaning was roundabout ridicule.
The Seventh Palace King frowned.
He doesn't care whether Qingge can become a young queen.
But - he was afraid that Ge'er would never recover.
Yan Bingtong, Jiu Ci and others were also deeply worried, and this was what they were most afraid of.
...the Immortal Realm, the Gods of Gods.
The news that Qingyuan Shen came out of the spiritual realm spread throughout the Immortal Yama.
Ji Yue held her hand, Qingge holding the soft and glutinous bun in her arms, and walked in the mist.
Ji Yue was about to send the ruthless sword energy and the power of the Qing Emperor to him. Suddenly, the gods of war flew over and said, "God Qingyuan said that when Miss Ye goes to the temples, she cannot rely on anything that can resist immortality.
Even the Qing Emperor cannot help with the magic weapon and power of breath. If that doesn't work, I am willing to send Miss Ye back to three thousand lives."
It's clear that he is making things difficult.
Ji Yue insisted, "Let him tell me if there is anything."
Suddenly, Ji Yue's face changed drastically, and she suddenly looked at the Gods of War, only to see a precious bell resting in the palm of the Gods of War, with majestic power radiating from it, approaching Ji Yue.
Under the power of Bao Zhong, Ji Yue could not release any energy at all.
Among Qingge's space treasures, there is the thunder suit of Emperor Destroying Desire, which can withstand the energy of immortality.
However, now it seems that she doesn't need to use it.
The Gods of War in the heavens were right, Qingyuan God deliberately made things difficult for her, and if she continued to use external force to move forward, it would be better to go back to three thousand lives.
Qingge raised her eyes and looked forward, vaguely seeing the magnificent temples hanging among the floating clouds, standing solemnly in the air. Half of the mountains and rivers became the foil of the temples. The tops of the two sides had golden toads holding beads in their hands, forming a semicircular arch.
The east and west sides are wrapped with the eaves of the temples.
Ji Yue's face turned dark, "I won't go, I will go back to three thousand lives."
"Qing Emperor, don't be willful."
The gods of war in the heavens said: "The girl refining medicine is in the temples. If Miss Ye retreats this time when she sees the difficulties, she will only make Qingyuan God look down on her, and all the gods in the temple will look down on her."
The gods of war looked at Qing Ge, "Why not give it a try?"
Qing Ge slightly pursed her thin red lips, and Ji Yue led her back, "That old guy is deliberately making things difficult. Even if he tries, he will only make things more difficult. If he falls in love with the medicine refining girl, he can marry her himself.
That’s it.”
"The marriage contract has been issued by this emperor. The proposal of marriage by the demon god has alarmed the three thousand generations and the immortal Yama. There is no possibility of breaking off the engagement in this life, only death."
Ji Yue's eyes were as bright as a torch, and she looked directly at Qingge, word by word, and her voice was smooth and clear: "We can't pass these five levels and six generals, so we won't kill them. Just trust me."
No matter how Ji Yue pulled her, she stood motionless.
"Ge'er...?"
"I'll go."
Qing Ge held her head high, her beautiful eyes clear and full of determination.
"No need to go."
Ji Yue frowned.
"Take good care of Ye'er."
Qingge put on the thunder suit for the little bun, and then placed the little bun in Ji Yue's arms.
Ji Yue hugged the little bun, and her sharp eyebrows were like a knife, secretly frowning into the character "Chuan", as if they were tied in a dead knot.
He never let go of Qingge, and was still firm in his thoughts.
Between Qingyuan God and his sweetheart, he chose the latter without hesitation.
If Ye Qingge wanted to use blood and tears to win the favor of Qingyuan God, there was no need to do so.
Qingge lowered her eyes and looked at the hands held by the two of them, sighed softly, then closed the distance and stepped closer to Ji Yue.
Her red boots stepped on Ji Yue's instep, and she slowly stood up on her tiptoes, with a small pink bun wrapped between them.
She kissed the side of Ji Yue's face gently, and a few strands of silver slipped from Ji Yue's shoulders and neck, like a burst of electricity that instantly penetrated her limbs and bones, making even her bones soft.
It's like being poisoned.
The body is rooted here like a giant tree, unable to move.
Qingge pried open his fingers, dressed in a hundred phoenixes and facing the phoenix, like a king flying away with stars and moon, stepped forward with her slender legs, and walked forward gracefully.
"Qing Emperor, you have fallen in love with the best girl in the world."
The gods fight against each other.
After a long time, Ji Yue threw the little bun to the gods of war and quickly caught up with Qing Ge.
Qing Ge turned around and saw that he was holding the girl's hand, using the principle of mutual restraint to restrain each other with the ruthless sword energy and the Qing Emperor's power. In this state, the aura in his body was so disordered that he almost went crazy.
The gods of war looked at Ji Yue from a distance, shocked, took a breath of air, and murmured to themselves: "How..." Ji Yue used this extreme method to remove the 'immortal body', like this
He is no different from ordinary cultivators in three thousand generations.
"My husband is useless and I can't protect you."
"I can't protect you from the wind, rain and disasters, so I can only bear the disasters with you in the wind and rain."
He said this.
Qingge's eyes trembled slightly, her red lips moved slightly, but she still didn't speak for a long time.
She seemed stunned, her whole body was petrified, motionless, but the water in her eyes became more and more crystal clear.
After a long time, Qingge suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Ji Yue's ear, and pinched it so hard that Ji Yue bent over in pain.
"No matter how silly you are, I still want to learn how to divorce my husband."
Singing softly and choked with sobs.
Ji Yue leaned in front of her, with tears in her eyes, "Madam, it hurts..." The man's tone was very soft, and his eyebrows were still as handsome as a young man's. It was impossible to tell that he was an old man who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
Qingge's heart softened and she quickly let go of her hand, but she still glared at him and said, "I won't do this again."
"My wife's teachings must be kept in mind by my husband and he will not dare to violate them again."
Ji Yue is honest and honest.
Qing Ge grinned as brightly as a flower.
"Um?"
She stretched out her white and tender little palms and raised her chin quite proudly.
Ji Yue smiled brightly, as timeless as the wind, and then raised her skeletal hand and placed it on Qingge's palm.