If possible, she would be willing to stay by Ji Yue's side for the rest of her life, making plans and sharing life and death together.
However, he has his mission of honor and disgrace, and she also has her guardian Antu. The reason why he marched forward bravely and used the hands of the ghost city lord to get rid of these monsters was because of the actions of Long San and the Saint.
This aroused her anger, and secondly, she did not have much time left, so she wanted to do her best to pave the way for Ji Yue.
The Ghost City Lord looked at Qingge in surprise, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. This cooperation with the Demon King will be beneficial to both parties without any harm.
Ji Yue suddenly glared at the Ghost City Lord, "Why are you still standing here?"
The Ghost City Lord looked at Ji Yue with some confusion. The conversation changed too quickly. He had not yet recovered, but he was shocked. They said that King Ji was moody, unpredictable, both good and evil. When they met today, it turned out to be true.
Sometimes violent, sometimes gentle. If you are not a strong-minded person, you will not dare to get along with him.
With a sweet and sweet chuckle, the ghost city lord seemed to be in another world. His eyes fell on Qingge, but he saw Qingge took a step forward and stood next to Ji Yue, with a warm face, "The city lord is confused, the sky is so dark
It's getting late, and the Demon King wants you to take advantage of the sunset to rush back to the Ghost City."
In other words, Ji Yue acquiesced to the method Qing Ge and Ghost City Lord said to secretly assassinate Chen Cang.
The Lord of the Ghost City spoke to Ji Yue and the others in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, nodded repeatedly to Emperor Jiujun, and immediately approached the Ghost City with more than 600 demons.
"You are really becoming more and more bold."
Ji Yue glared at Qingge angrily, raised her hand, pinched Qingge's nose, and prevented her from breathing. Qingge's face turned red, her eyes widened with anger, and her cheeks bulged with anger, unlike her usual elegance.
Cold, completely opposite, it has a different style.
Seeing this, Ji Yue laughed heartily, and the brilliance of the sun and moon appeared on her plain white face, which was touching. However, she saw her sword eyebrows raised slightly, then she lowered her head and stole a scent on Qingge's soft cheek, and let her go quickly at random, taking advantage of the opportunity.
Before he could get angry, he jumped three steps and fled from here.
What a scoundrel!
Qingge became angry with shame, but she felt deeply helpless. She stared at Ji Yue with murderous eyes. Ji Yue had no idea that she was smiling harmlessly. How was she any different from that local ruffian?
The Saintess looked stiffly at the scene of joyful love and harmony. Her mouth was dry, and her heart was riddled with holes.
Emperor Jiujun looked at the saint, then at Long San, and shook his head helplessly.
This matter is not over yet.
Sure enough, Ji Yue was still teasing just now, but now she looked at the saint, Long San, with a thunderous face.
Bah——
A dagger was thrown at Long San's feet.
"Do it yourself." Ji Yue said calmly.
There was a crack on Long San's shoulder, the skin was torn apart, his face was covered in blood, his eyes turned a few times, and finally he looked down at the dagger. He picked up the dagger and looked at the Demon King sadly.
Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce his heart, his face changed slightly, but he gripped the dagger fiercely, and swiped toward Qingge fiercely. He stabbed Qingge's Tianling Gai with the dagger in his hand, without mercy or politeness.
To let Ye Qingge die!
Ji Yue, who was close at hand, was furious and was about to slap her. However, a figure stood in front of Qing Ge like a moth flying to the flame. The sharp dagger was inserted into her heart, and blood spattered out and turned red.
dagger.
Long San's eyes widened and he stared at the saint in disbelief, shaking his head desperately, "How could it be possible? How could it be possible?"
The saint held the dagger on the wound, her face turned pale, and her body collapsed to the ground weakly. She raised her head and looked at Long San with hatred, "Long San, do you still want to make a big mistake?"
Qingge looked at the saint with cold eyes, ripples in his eyes.
Ji Yue came over and kicked Long San. Long San's body flew upside down like a scarecrow, and when it hit the ground, it transformed into a black lion. Ji Yue's eyes condensed, and the black lion's body suddenly exploded and fell into pieces.
Their flesh and blood were all mangled, and all the monsters who had survived the disaster all looked at the scene in horror.
Ji Yue took Qing Ge's hand, looked up and down carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
The saint who was breathing out more and taking in less breath was dying. Seeing this, she smiled bitterly.
Ye Qingge was safe and sound, but she was on the verge of death, but he only cared about whether Ye Qingge was hurt somewhere.
Emperor Jiujun came over, took out the medicine box, and diagnosed and treated the saint.
Qingge calmly took out a few medicine bottles from the space bag and handed them to Emperor Jiujun. Emperor Jiujun was stunned, then smiled at Qingge and took the medicine bottles.
"How's the injury?" Qingge asked.
The saint was so panicked that she made such a desperate move. Long San was at the end of his rope. After she melted the snow spirit bead, her five senses became particularly sharp, not to mention that Ji Yue was by her side. Wuyou and Fuxi were not good people.
However, even if Long San wanted to assassinate her, he still had to weigh his weight.
The saint girl knew this and still wanted to block the knife, just because she knew that Ji Yue would not let her go to gain sympathy and mercy. However, Qingge, although Ji Yue knew it well, she would not force her to death again.
Qingge sneered.
However, she did not intend to kill the saint. The saint was now a very important trump card for Ji Yue.
The saint's father is a man who seeks no tears. If the saint is by Ji Yue's side, that man will at least be merciful.
Emperor Jiujun pulled out his dagger and sprinkled it with medicinal powder, then took out the elixir given by Qingge and fed it to the saint.
He stood up and wiped his sweat, "The dagger was very close to the heart, but luckily I saved my life."
Long San's injuries were too serious at first, and when he was discovered, his wounds had festered, and he was even beaten back to his original shape, turning into a black lion. Not even Emperor Jiujun could do anything about it.
The situation of the Saint is much better.
Qingge nodded, "Just keep it."
Emperor Jiujun looked at Qingge in surprise. Judging from Qingge's thunderous methods today, this woman is a ruthless person who will retaliate and is narrow-minded. He thought that Qingge would kill the saint, but he didn't expect...
After all, the saint's action of saving Qingge was too deliberate.
"His Royal Highness Yi and the elves are here, why don't you go take a look?" Qing Ge looked to the east.
Sure enough, I saw Yi slowly walking with the elves.
Emperor Jiujun snorted, his face turned black. When the ghost tribe came just now, the appearance of the elves fleeing was really as exciting as it could be.
Ji Yue glanced at Qingge worriedly, and seeing Qingge nodded, she and Emperor Jiujun went to meet the elves.
Wuyou and Fuxi knew the meaning of Qingge well, so they retreated away. The other demons were all afraid of Qingge at this moment.
Qingge looked down at the saint with cold eyes.
The saint leaned against the vine, coughed a few times, raised her head and looked at her, "Miss Ye, just say whatever you want to say. Even if you kill me, no one dares to say no, right?"