Qing Ge staggered. Every time she took a step forward, the pressure on her back became much heavier. She gritted her teeth, clenched her hands, and suddenly asked: "Xiao Yueyue, is the day after tomorrow your birthday?"
In the realm of nothingness, Ji Yue's eyes jumped, and she said happily: "It seems that the lady is thinking about her husband all the time."
Qingge: "..."
Ji Yue smiled, and the flowers bloomed. He hugged the flame dragon, kneaded it hard a few times, and even smacked it on the head. The flame dragon was dizzy and had stars in his eyes, but he saw Ji Yue taking a sip to the side.
, "Where did the little beast come from? You have dirty my mouth. Why are you singing my songs later?"
Flame Dragon: "..."
The song is about to cry but there are no tears, and the wind is messy. However, the realm of nothingness seems to be more alive and lively than before, and it is no longer deserted, dark and gloomy.
She thought of the spring snow that day. He exhausted the power he had stored for more than ten years, carried her to the top of the mountains to watch the sunrise, and summoned a mirage of spring snow.
He also told her the specific time of Ji Yue's birthday.
After leaving Fenghuang Mountain in the Western Sea Region and returning to the Beiyue Dynasty, Asuka told her about Mei Qingchen's birthday. When Qingge was worrying about Mei Qingchen's birthday, the little fox shook the wolf hair pen that was as big as her own body.
I stood on the rice paper and wrote my birthday date crookedly, getting covered in ink.
She wrote not just one piece of paper, but hundreds or even thousands of them. They were posted everywhere in Fengyu Pavilion and could be seen everywhere. During that time, she was going crazy. Soon after people got rid of these papers, there were countless more papers.
Appears, it is difficult not to remember the Qingge.
Qingge still remembers that day Ye Qingtian came to Fengyu Pavilion to visit her, and a piece of paper was covered on Ye Qingtian's face. Ye Qingtian took the paper down with an old face and looked down, it was a day.
Ye Qingtian asked Qingge what was going on.
Qing Ge said that he misses the anniversary of the death of his former dog very much.
Ye Qingtian has been wondering whether he has Alzheimer's disease and why he doesn't remember that Ye Qingge also raised a dog, but Qingge just talked about it and got over it.
Ji Yue, on the other hand, was angry for several days because Qingge compared him to a dog. Until Qingge comforted him and said that she must give him the best birthday gift, Ji Yue smiled happily.
He was always so satisfied in front of her.
Qingge exhaled and remembered what Marquis Yingwu said in the Immortal Stone: There is a treasure on the thirteenth floor of Lolita.
Click——
Bones, broken!
The pressure of spiritual energy gathered on her back, pressing down fiercely. When Lolita was on the tenth floor, Qingge's body was swept by the needle light. She straightened her legs desperately. At this time, the spiritual energy of the main hall suddenly pressed down, like a bamboo stick.
His legs were suddenly broken, his kneecaps were broken, and the bleeding pain extended to every part of his body.
Qingge bit her lip, blood flowing down her teeth, scarlet, coquettish, and picturesque.
Ji Yue frowned: "Go back."
Qingge refuses.
Ji Yue was ready to help, but Qing Ge refused again.
Ji Yue was puzzled and became angry from embarrassment. She slapped the flame dragon hard on the head and said angrily: "We have reached the eleventh floor of Lolita, why don't we go back?" She stayed here and suffered all this pain for no reason.
Flame Dragon: "..." Just squeeze it, now it has become a punching bag.
He sang softly for a moment, then said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to the top of the tower to see the scenery."
She continued to hold her kneecaps with spiritual energy, then opened her legs and walked forward.
Ji Yue: "..."
Endure such pain just to see the scenery?
Ji Yue didn’t believe it.
He didn't understand why Qingge had to go to the top of the tower. His Qingge was not someone who would get hurt just to show off her strength. She knew how to do what she could.
He thought a lot but still couldn't understand it. That was because he didn't think about himself.
If Qing Ge was kind to him, he would be filled with joy in his heart. He only knew how to give, but he never thought about repaying, and he was not willing to ask for it.
At this time, Qingge walked to the center of the eleventh floor. When the soft boots under her feet touched the ground, the dark palace trembled, and a dark and mysterious aura filled every corner. Black cracks appeared from the ceiling.
It spreads down the wall, and then quickly spreads from all four sides of the ground to the center, pressing against Qing Ge.
When these cracks were so close that Qingge was just a step away, strands of black cracks suddenly broke away from the floor tiles, rose up from the ground, and formed a huge net in the air above Qingge's head. Qingge stood in the giant net,
The mesh is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding the oppression of death.
Qingge violently pulled off a piece of sleeve and threw it onto the black net. When the black net touched half of the sleeve, it made a hissing sound. In just a moment, the sleeve seemed to be burned by the hot temperature.
It curled up and jumped from one side to the other side of the net, turning into ashes.
Qing Ge’s eyes darkened——
She raised her eyes and glanced at the door on the twelfth floor. There were two more floors. She could go to the top of Lolita's tower and get that thing.
But the previous ten levels put together are not as difficult as the last two levels.
"Go back." Ji Yue said angrily, "I can still control the eleventh floor. It's hard to say how terrifying the 123rd floor is. I will escort you back. If you want to see the scenery from a high place, I can take you up to the sky.
Clouds.”
The power of the Demon King spread out from Ji Yue's body, wrapping Qing Ge.
Qingge's dark eyes were deep and her voice was cold, "I want to go up."
Ji Yue had a headache when she saw her determination.
He firmly believed that if she wanted to go, she would naturally have her own ideas. All he had to do was to escort her.
The black net kept shrinking, and the space where Qing Ge was located became smaller and smaller, as if it was strangling her and suffocating her to death.
Qingge's eyes were stern, without the slightest fear. The moment she stretched out her hand, the Mingwang Sword appeared, the blade vibrated, and the light and shadow of the stars in the sky became clear and obvious in the darkness. It condensed into substance and turned into a sharp blade, trying to cut through this big black...
net!
Lolita, the first level.
The red dot on the stream of the tower door stopped in the center of the eleventh floor. Black colors suddenly appeared around the smooth surface, spreading and covering the entire palace, encircling and suppressing the weak one.
red dot.
Everyone was shocked, what is going on?
"Ye Qingge touched the Death Network!"
The person who spoke was Qingsha Liuli. Qingsha Liuxu narrowed her eyes and looked at the ink color that was deeply dyed in the stream of light at the tower door, and her internal organs were filled with joy.
The Death Net was triggered and she was either dead or disabled. How could she not be happy?!
When she saw Yu Ji just now, she was stunned. She couldn't believe that the person who walked up to the eleventh floor was Ye Qingge.
"Senior Qingsha, what is the Death Network?" Lu Yaoyao asked.
Everyone looked at Qingsha Lianyuan, obviously wanting to know the answer to the question.
The man in red on the back looked at Qingsha Lianying coldly, "This woman is really not afraid of big things."
He Zhixiong snorted, "Only those who have passed the seventh level of Lolita's test are qualified to know about the Death Network, and she dares to tell it."