Wuyou couldn't resist Qing Ge's stubbornness, so he had no choice but to agree to Qing Ge's going into the sea alone.
At the foot of the second mountain range, Fuxi and Wuyou worked together to delay Qing Ge for a day, and then parted ways.
Inside the mysterious waterfall, Emperor Jiujun saw Wuyou and Fuxi walking in. He looked around anxiously and found no trace of Qingge, so he asked, "Where is Qingge?"
"She went to the sea." Wuyou said bluntly.
"Going to the sea?" Emperor Jiujun was shocked, and then stood up in a panic, "She is going to the sea area south of the mountain range?"
Wuyou nodded.
Emperor Jiujun frowned, "No, there are too many unknown dangers in the sea."
Wuyou glanced at him lightly, "She has made up her mind, who can stop you? Xun Wulei's army is so powerful, and there are elves trapped in the mountain who are aggressive. Qing Ge went to the sea to trigger a battle between sea creatures and King Xun's army.
, you can take advantage of the chaos to escape, who is she sacrificing her life for?"
Emperor Jiujun's eyes flashed.
The saint held the whip and walked out, "I will accompany her."
"Stop." Emperor Jiujun said, "In this case, we can only wait."
The saint turned back and her eyes widened slightly, "Jiujun, they are not from the demon realm. I don't know. But you and I know what kind of ferocious creatures exist in the sea. If Ye Qingge goes away, I will definitely die. I
Although I wish she died, what will the Demon King do if she dies? If the Demon King knows that she is dead, even if he wakes up, he will be depressed and unable to recover."
Emperor Jiujun pondered.
Fu Xi suddenly said: "How come Sister Da Feng Da Lang has never seen her, and the mere sea can stop her? Let her go, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."
Wuyou also said: "Qingge left the white crystal. White crystal is equivalent to a priceless treasure among the elves. If the elves find us, with the white crystal here, the situation will not be too out of control."
The saint hesitated for a while and then turned back.
At this time, the saint seemed to have noticed something, and her body was quite tense. She turned her head stiffly and looked at Ji Yue on the tiger-skin bed. Those beautiful and strange eyes slowly opened, looking evil and wild.
, arrogance, killing.
"Demon King?" The saint murmured in surprise, but she was also afraid of something.
When Emperor Jiujun heard the sound, he quickly turned around and looked back. He couldn't believe it. The Demon King was actually awake?
Ji Yue's skeletal hands supported the bed, and she sat up. She glanced at Emperor Jiujun indifferently and asked, "Is she here?"
Emperor Jiujun did not intend to hide it, "I came yesterday."
"Sure enough, it's still here..." Ji Yue seemed to be talking to herself, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Demon King, your body..."
"Nothing."
Ji Yue wanted to get up, but was suddenly pushed down by Wuyou, and Fu Xi followed.
Wuyou looked down at Ji Yue coldly, "Don't die, otherwise Qingge will really think that I killed him, and then have a sweet fight to the death with me."
Ji Yue: "..."
Fu Xi walked over weakly, raised her head pitifully and looked at Wuyou, "Dad, Mom, she went into the sea, will she be in danger?"
Wuyou knelt down and pinched Fu Xi's face, "Qingge is so strong, she can't do it."
Everyone: "..."
Ji Yue's temples were beating wildly, and she glared angrily at the coquettish and harmless Wuyou and the innocent Fu Xi. How long had he been gone, and Qing Ge's child was already so old?
Ji Yue expressed her sadness.
Like a pink crystal bag, Fu Xi climbed onto the bed and stared at Ji Yue with watery eyes, "Uncle, who are you my mother?"
Ji Yue: "..."
Emperor Jiujun was watching the show and snickering. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fuxi and Wuyou wanted to tease Ji Yue. After all, they were all slutty people, even if there was no discussion.
It was telepathy, we hit it off immediately, and that was it.
Ji Yue's face was dark, and the veins on her snow-white neck popped out. He was so angry that he wanted to throw the two extremely stinky people in front of him out and bury them alive.
Immediately, the darkening look on Ji Yue's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Fu Xi with a smile. The monster's face was as beautiful as a picture.
Fuxi shuddered and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Emperor Jiujun laughed.
Ji Yue waved her long arm and picked up Fu Xi. The man smiled especially sinisterly, "I am your biological father, who do you think this is your mother?"
Fuxi: "..."
Wuyou: "..."
They were a shady boy meeting his shady ancestor.
Emperor Jiujun suppressed his laughter until his kidneys ached. The Saint looked on with bitterness in her heart, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She rarely saw such a demon king, but as long as that woman existed, she would be invincible.
The Demon King can also be gentle and affectionate, yet dark and cold-blooded.
Fuxi wanted to say something more, but Ji Yue wanted to take off his pants. Fuxi waved his limbs and struggled wildly. Ji Yue said faintly: "Don't be afraid, your father and I are the eighteenth generation, the secret passed down from our ancestors, the boy's life
You will have to commit suicide when you are five years old, but you will live forever."
Fuxi's crystal-pink face was extremely pale, and her delicate and green facial features were all wrinkled together in grievance. Now he finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.
Fuxi stubbornly covered a certain area, "I would rather not live forever or anything like that."
Ji Yue raised her eyebrows, "Is Qingge still your mother?"
"No." Fu Xi said aggrievedly.
"That's good." Ji Yue pinched Fu Xi's cheek and put Fu Xi under the bed.
Only then did his eyes fall on Wuyou.
"Intermediate holy beast?" Ji Yue crossed her arms, "It seems that Qingge's vision is getting worse and worse, and she is trying to get everything around her."
Wuyou: "..." This mouth is quite poisonous.
Fuxi covered her mouth and giggled.
Emperor Jiujun stepped forward and reported the current situation and Qingge's thoughts and situation.
"She went into the sea." Ji Yue asked.
"Down."
"Then get off."
"Demon King, aren't you worried about her?" Emperor Jiujun was surprised.
Ji Yue said: "Is there any use in worrying? She sacrificed her life for justice, not for us to worry about her endlessly. Since we have the white crystal, let's deal with the elves first."
God knows how worried he is. Which man is willing to see his woman go through fire and danger for him, let alone him, Ji Yue.
He was more worried than anyone else. He wanted to hold her in his arms and melt her into his bones.
But, indeed, as Qingge said, this is a one-in-10,000 chance of breaking through from the sea.
He must treat it rationally so as not to lose the meaning of Qingge's doing this.
It was precisely because of hearing the news that Qing Ge was in danger that Ji Yue, who was in a severe coma, was able to wake up.
No one knows what kind of torture he suffered.
Ji Yue clenched her hands tightly, and there was a hint of sinister look in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes.
Even if the tiger falls in peace, it will be glorious again one day.
He will kill all enemies with his own hands.
Others don't know or understand the ups and downs of the Demon King's road.
His lonely, gray life had color only because of her. How could he let his woman die in the cold deep sea?