The carriage turned around and drove towards the Ice Valley.

In the early morning, dawn is dawn, and the ice and snow gradually melt, condense into water droplets and fall to the ground.

Qingge opened his eyes, his ankles moved slightly, and suddenly, the dragon lock chain made a crisp sound.

A maid came in, changed clothes for her, applied medicine to the wounds on her face, and served her to wash.

Qingge leaned against the bathtub with white mist floating with petals, and the dragon-locking chain on his ankle was moved to his hands.

Qingge's eyes closed slightly.

She was like a doll, at the mercy of the maid, with a stunning and cold face without any expression. She was wearing a black mask on half of her face. One of the maids stretched out her hand and wanted to remove the mask covering Qingge's face.

Suddenly, Qingge suddenly grabbed the maid's wrist, suddenly opened her eyes, as sharp as a lightning, and glanced at the maid sideways. The maid's face was pale, so scared that she didn't dare to show off. The dark eyes were as deep as the night, which could swallow her and kill her.

Even if she is imprisoned, she is still the four noble and graceful kings!

The maid kneeled on the ground and lowered her head: "Madam..."

"Get out." Qingge lowered his eyes, opened his thin lips and spit out a word.

"Can……"

Qingge looked at the two maids lightly, with evil spirits surging in his eyes, as if a river of blood was rolling. The maid was frightened and stood up and left.

Qingge sneered and stood up from the bathtub, she was soaked all over. She simply covered her long gown like a fire, with a scarlet color, so charming.

Qingge stretched out her hand and looked down at the dragon lock chain on her wrist. She wanted to try again, could she use her spiritual energy to shatter the dragon lock chain that locked her wrist? If possible, she could use this to find a breakthrough when she was bathing in the future, and then go through the next thing.

Qingge walked to the edge of the bed and sat cross-legged. At her delicate and white ankles, there was a circle of deep red. It was the trace left by the dragon lock chain. The dragon lock chain was particularly heavy. Although she had experienced many battles, she was thin and tender.

"Hehe—" Qingge sneered.

She raised her eyes and looked forward. The incense burner not far away floated with a faint water blue color.

It is precisely because of inhaling such fragrance that Qingge's body became worse and worse, soft and weak.

"This is the fragrance of poppy flowers." The spiritual world said: "Smelling poppy flowers for a long time will make people feel weak and weak, their consciousness will be distracted, and they will be sent by others, especially when they encounter the fire element in the dragon chain. When the two collide, their bodies will not be able to bear it. It is really his second uncle and grandmother. Mei Qingchen has given up."

Speaking of the latter, Yan was completely angry.

Even he couldn't stand Mei Qingchen's behavior after living for three hundred years.

Qingge's eyes flashed slightly.

She lowered her head, and the hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes. No one could see her face clearly. However, the temperature in the room seemed to drop suddenly, as if she had entered the snow and ice in an instant. When Qingge looked up, her eyes swept across the place, like the howling cold wind.

Poppy and flowers...

A smile appeared in Qingge's eyes.

Do Mei Qingchen thinks that this will keep her?

It seems that Mei Qingchen has made plans to imprison her for the rest of her life, and even at the cost of damaging her body.

Time was tight, Qingge placed the center of gravity on the dragon lock chain, and saw her sitting cross-legged, just like an old monk entering into meditation, motionless, concentrating his mind and gathering his energy. The vast and rich spiritual energy in the world all penetrated into her pores, wandered in her body, and finally gathered in her dantian and was tempered. Qingge waited patiently, pulling the powerful spiritual energy. After running and turning in her body for several small circles, when the spiritual energy reached a relatively full state, Qingge poured the spiritual energy into the dragon lock chain on her left wrist.

Qingge had an inspiration and added a large amount of water elements to the spiritual energy. The five elements water she had comprehended and practiced had already reached the second level. Looking at the four-star continent, she was the only one. As the saying goes, water and fire are incompatible, water is the nemesis of fire. The fire element in the dragon lock chain is too powerful. Qingge can only win if he takes out the water element to curb it.

After the spiritual energy and water elements entered the Dragon Lock Chain, there was a silence. Suddenly, the Dragon Lock Chain was uncontrollable. As the chain shaking, it flew around. Qingge, who was imprisoned by the Dragon Lock Chain, flew around like a scarecrow, smashing the diamond-shaped crystal lamps and night pearls hanging on the top of the celestial. Even the table made of obsidian was smashed by Qingge's body. Qingge lay on the fragments on the ground, and the palms of his hands were cut by the Obsidian fragments. The skin was covered with blood and flesh. Before she could react, flames erupted from the surface of the Dragon Lock Chain. The flames went down the chain and burned on Qingge's body. Qingge knelt on the ground, raised his head, his eyes tightened, and his white hair was dancing all the way around.

The fire element in the dragon lock chain was like an angry beast. Without reason, he rushed around and burned Qingge's body, and was still torturing Qingge's spirit and soul. Under the double destruction, Qingge felt that he would never return to his destiny and his lips kept trembling.

The fire spread on her and became her wedding dress.

The chain made a loud noise, pulling Qingge into the sky, and then smashing Qingge, who was full of fire, on the wall. There were a dozen cracks like spider silk on the wall, and there were blood on Qingge's body. Qingge followed the wall and said to the ground. She was in great pain. Life was worse than death. She was chaotic, her mind was blank, and the scene in front of her was blurry and hazy. She could only see that in the boundless darkness, there was a big fire burning, and the flame turned into an evil devil, opened her bloody mouth and swallowed her in one mouth.

ah!

Qingge fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

In her body, some seeds seemed to be sprouting and sprouting. The awakening process made her feel very painful.

Qingge rolled around on the ground.

The house is full of mess and blood is stained with many places.

Lock the dragon chain and stretch slowly.

Qingge closed her eyes, frowned, and her lower lip was bitten by her.

Three thousand white hairs, occasionally blood, like the snowflakes and red plums in winter.

At this moment, Luohua City, Yan Family.

A man wearing a golden mask sitting in a dim room.

He suddenly stood up, looked out the window, muttering to himself: "Ice Valley!"

The man was a little panicked and rushed out of the Yan family, flew away.

Ice Valley.

Inside the house.

Qingge opened her eyes, and her eyes were as dark as a snake and a scorpion.

Qingge crawled forward, and there were broken mirrors on the ground.

She looked down and the broken mirror reflected her evil face.

Green eyes.

White hair.

There are also a pair of sharp ears that gradually grow longer.

Qingge's face is flawless, and her green eyes are even more beautiful.

What is different from usual is that this time, the green pupils account for one-third of the eyes, and they look stunning and evil.

Qingge raised his hand tremblingly, grabbed his ears, and pulled it.

pain.

Qingge took a breath of air conditioning.

That ear is real.

this……

This... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!