The lightning strike was so powerful that it completely suppressed the evil spirit of the Blood Demon Flower, especially the twenty-fifth blocked tendons, which seemed to have been unblocked by the lightning.
The red tendons are wrapped with flickering electric wires, and the strong, soft yet hard tendons seem to be tougher than before.
Not only can it store more pure blood demon evil energy, but the evil energy it releases seems to be able to swallow even more powerful things.
Now, without the need for the fire from the Nether Fire to contain it, Qing Ge's conscious soul will not be swallowed up by the Blood Demon Flower, and he can still use the evil energy to participate in the battle as he pleases.
When the twenty-five tendons were completely tempered and forged, the dark cyan light on Qingge's body did not all disappear. Instead, after an instant, it slowly disappeared into the center of Qingge's eyebrows.
Through the blue flame between the eyebrows, hovering in the thunder nest.
The dark cyan light soared in the thunder nest for a short time. After a short period of time, Qing Ge was surprised to find that there was a cave inside the thunder nest.
If the previous Leichao was a simple house in the mountains, the current Leichao is as luxurious and gorgeous as a palace, and the spiritual power is densely packed in this palace.
Not only are they numerous, their strength is also terrifying, and their attacks are like lightning.
Qing Ge can clearly feel that his willpower has been improved. This improvement is not superficial, but real.
The sky and thunder tribulation gradually disappeared.
The bright moon is in the sky and the night is enchanting.
Huaying took out a luminous pearl condensed with spiritual energy from the space bag, and gently threw it upwards. The luminous pearl was suspended in the sky, illuminating the land in the Mobei hills as bright as day.
The brilliance recedes, the gentle breeze blows on my face, I open my eyes with a soft song, the green is no longer, and the black eyes are like snow.
She stood up slowly. After the lightning strike, most of the injuries on her body were actually healed. Although her ink robe was torn and her snow-white hair was covered with mottled blood, her unparalleled aura and demeanor could not be matched by anyone.
, even ragged clothes can't hide it.
She walked straight towards Ye Qingtian, whose hair was messy and there were several wounds on her body.
The old man looked at the girl who was walking gently with relief and distress. Until he reached him, he stretched out his hand and wiped away the blood from Qingge's hair. His old hands were full of wrinkles, but his movements were better than anyone else's.
gentle.
"Grandpa learned a few dishes in Nanming. When Beiyue arrives, grandpa will cook them for you."
Ye Qingtian burst into tears, suppressing his excitement, and said: "I haven't eaten anything good outside, I have lost so much weight."
Qingge lowered her face and said, "I'm ready to leave Jialan."
Ye Qingtian laughed, "Okay, okay, very good. I don't want to keep you here. I have my own place to keep you. It's not just Jialan. If you don't want to stay, then don't stay. Go home with grandpa. I'll raise you anyway."
Affordable.”
Qing Ge lowered his head, and a slight smile spread out from the corner of his mouth.
Yes, in this big world, she still has a family.
Isn’t it just a Jialan!
The two men spoke without any scruples. Apparently, An Suyou and Wu Yu from Jialan also heard them.
Wu Yu's face was ashen, and he looked like he wanted to pull off his white beard.
Compared to Wu Yu, An Suyou was much more calm and steady. He looked at Qing Ge with a complicated expression.
At this time, Qingge walked towards this side, stood still, faced An Suyou, bowed his hands in a formal ceremony, nodded slightly, and said: "Qingge is not talented, cannot do anything, and cannot hold a big position. As a disciple of Dean Jialan, to
That’s it for now.”
"Girl, are you blaming my teacher?" An Suyou asked, standing with his hands behind his hands.
Qingge straightened her back, raised her head, looked at An Suyou with an expressionless expression, and said, "No, I don't blame you, I only blame myself."
I blame myself for not being strong enough, blame myself for going to Jialan, blame myself for having a glimmer of hope in An Suyou despite knowing that he has a heart of stone.
At that time, she thought that as long as An Suyou took action this time, even if he used her countless times, she would be able to forgive him, and she could say that once he was a teacher, he was always a father.
How wonderful it would be if life were just the beginning. When we first met, the old man was sitting on the grave and bossing around. He often went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to look for Cuihuaer. During a fierce battle on the outskirts of Yong'an City, he, as a master, came to save the day and said, "Who dares?"
Move my disciple.
But now, his disciple is dying and begging him with bruises all over his body, but his heart seems to be frozen by Xuanhan.
Yes, Qingge never blamed him from beginning to end. If Ye Qingtian did this, she might still feel uncomfortable, but she knew that she was Ye Qingtian's fate.
"From now on, Ye Qingge will no longer be Jialan's student." Qingge smiled lightly.
An Suyou was melancholy and had mixed emotions. He didn't speak and just stood there, as if he had something to hide.
But these are no longer important.
The time when Ye Qingge needed An Suyou the most has passed. For example, once Mei Qingchen left the escaped marriage, that vigorous relationship could never be reunited again.
She is clear about love and hate, behaves cleanly, freely and resolutely, and does whatever she wants.
When Qing Ge turned around to leave, Wu Yu called out to her, "Wait a minute."
Qingge looked at him indifferently.
"Anyway, it's Jialan's mission for you to come to the far north to practice. It's only natural that you have to go back to Jialan and complete the mission before leaving, right?" Wu Yu said.
Qingge sneered, "Great Elder, I have exhausted all my benevolence and righteousness. I will never set foot in the Holy Land of Jialan again in this life. Everyone, please take care of yourself."
He bowed again, raised his feet and walked away.
How could Wu Yu hide his little thoughts from her?
Suddenly, Lin Chong quickly walked to An Suyou, knelt down on one knee with a bang, clasped his fists in his hands, and looked up at the old man, "Dean, Lin Chong is not talented enough. If he continues to stay in Jialan, I'm afraid he will..."
It’s a waste of resources, I beg the dean to remove Lin Chong from Jialan.”
An Suyou's eyes moved slightly but he said nothing.
Qing Ge turned his back to this place, his back stiff.
Suddenly, the other members of the Xingtian team all walked towards this place, knelt down in a dark voice, and unanimously said that they wanted to leave Jialan.
"You...you..." Wu Yu puffed his beard and stared, "You've all rebelled, right?"
Also, Jialan has always been the only one to let others leave. Who would say that they want to leave Jialan without a long-sightedness, unless they are crazy.
Not everyone can afford this price.
Jialan is the number one college with four stars, and is one of the six major forces. The strength of its dean, An Suyou, is even comparable to that of the Lord of Luohua City, Yong Yesheng.
Moreover, Jialan students are spread all over the world. There are students from Jialan in every place on this continent, and the network of contacts is not as wide as usual.
Not only that, students who were eliminated by Jialan in the past will not be accepted by other forces. It is difficult to survive in this continent!
Lin Chong and others are also aware of these costs.
However, they still knelt down.
Since we have to leave, let’s all go together.
And this is the meaning of brothers.
Perhaps, bloodshed is not the world, but heroic spirit is bravery.
Qingge turned her back to the Xingtian team. She raised her eyes and looked at the luminous pearl suspended in the night sky. Her smile was as bright as a flower, comparable to the brilliance of the sun and the moon.