In the chaos, Qingge was confused and in a hazy way, in the clouds, everything was so unreal.

She fell into a deep abyss, endless darkness.

"Qingge..."

She heard someone called her anxiously.

The soul stood on the cliff and was pulled back when it was about to fall and sink.

On the beast taming island, in the hall, on the glazed bed, Qingge slowly opened his eyes. Beside the bed were Bai Meier, Fu Xi and Xing Tumi.

Qingge was about to get up, but Bai Meier stepped forward to support her. Qingge had a split headache and her long fingers secretly pinched her eyebrows.

There seemed to be a strong white light bursting in front of me, and I could only see the outlines of Bai Meier and the others. After a long time, Qingge recovered and gradually recovered.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Bai Meier was worried. "It's dark and I didn't see you. Xiaoxi said you came to me. When we found Miss Tumi, a soldier came to report, saying

You fainted at the beach, wet and unconscious, the doctor came over and said you were drowning. This is awesome, how could the king drown?"

Bai Meier was about to cry.

Qingge shook his head and waved his hand to stop Bai Meier from continuing to move on.

She is in great pain now.

What she couldn't get away with in her mind was the corpse that was exactly the same as her, lying in the ice coffin.

"Nightmare, have you seen it?" Qingge threw a soul voice into the spiritual world and asked.

"What did you see?" Yan was puzzled.

"That corpse looks very similar to mine, and it also has a mysterious palace floating under the sea." Qingge was quite anxious.

The floating and sinking sea is the name of that sea.

"Ye Girl, what are you talking about? What corpse? What palace? I only know that you dived into the deep sea, drowned, suddenly lost consciousness, and were swept ashore by the waves." Yan said.

Qingge's mind buzzed, as if thunder suddenly appeared and lightning flashed.

Can you do it? Everything is an illusion and a nightmare?

But, so real.

Her soul trembled. When she thought about the face in the ice coffin carefully, Qingge felt creepy, her spine became cold, and her limbs were cold.

Qingge closed her eyes and gasped.

Maybe she was worried too much.

Bai Meier stood aside, thinking that Qingge had a headache, so she stretched out her hands and gently pressed her temples with her fingertips.

"Qingge, you're hungry, it's time to eat. The chefs are keeping the food hot and can start eating at any time."

Xing Tumi said.

Qingge nodded.

Bai Meier helped her get up and changed into a crescent-white gown. Her hair was as snow-bound as she tied it with a red rope, loose and lazy.

The bright moon rises slowly on the sea, outlining the color of ink and wash.

Qingge and others enjoyed delicious food in the Shidian Loft, fish, shrimp, meat, color, fragrance and flavor.

Xing Tumi ordered his maid to bring a lot of wine, all of which were the strongest beast wine, which made the fragrance of the marrow of wild beasts, and it penetrated into the stomach in one mouthful, heartbreaking.

Xing Tumi is not a native of the country. Facing the table full of delicious food, she couldn't taste it. She raised her head, held up a jar of wine, squirted her face, penetrated her throat, and burned her internal organs all the way.

Xing Tumi didn't say anything, half drunk and half awake.

Gui Haishan's kiss before her death was unwilling to let go of her whole life.

For the past ten or twenty years, she has been living in hatred. She has no expression of joy and anger and always thinks about how to kill her biological father.

When she dreamed at midnight, she just closed her eyes and saw the scene of her mother dying in a cesspool. She couldn't recall the smell, she only knew that the coldness was so cold that she cried and she cried with hatred.

She admitted that after the avocado, the skin touched each other, and the throbbing made her heart beat.

She was half-hearted and had a good time with Guihaishan. However, when she learned that her mother's death was related to Guihaishan, her temperament changed drastically, and she was completely different from the past, desperate, helpless, and collapsed.

Especially after learning that he was pregnant, thinking that the child's father was Guihaishan, Xing Tumi fell into extremes and killed the child with one punch and one by one.

Although cruel, I don't regret it.

Qingge can understand Xing Tumi's feelings. If Gui Haishan still shouts until death, he is still angry. The feelings accumulated in Xing Tumi's soul will not be turbulent. However, Gui Haishan has made it impossible for everyone to imagine.

Things that came.

At the last moment of his life, he kissed her.

Then, he jumped into the eighteen levels of hell without hesitation.

"It's so boring to drink alone, come together." Qingge jumped over the stone table, sat in front of Xing Tumi, unsealed the seal of a jar of wine, and slapped his head and drank it.

Although the wine is strong, it is not as strong as the heartbreaking of the evil spirit.

Until now, she believed in her intuition and still believed that the mysterious palaces, cold coffins, and beautiful corpses that were floating under the sea were not fake.

Why, that corpse is so similar to her?

Is it Yan Bitong?

She had seen the portrait of Yan Bitong. She was seventy-sixth-particular in appearance to Yan Bitong, but her style and temperament and facial features were completely different.

She even suspected that the body was her.

At this moment, she suddenly missed Ji Yue a little.

She looked up and looked at the bright moon.

I miss you so much, but I can only pretend not to know and pretend to be calm.

She is the strongest, with steel and iron bones, invulnerable swords and guns, soldiers come to block the enemy, and water comes to cover the enemy's body, who can stop her?

Qingge put his hands on his lower abdomen. The situation is not good now, but she hopes that a little life will come.

When she saw Ji Yue in the future, she could hold a crystal bag and ask him to call him father.

She could imagine Ji Yue's ecstasy and incredibleness.

Qingge drank one sip of wine and one sip of wine.

I miss Ji Yue.

Her mind was floating, and she thought of the corpse again.

The understanding of the mind of the spirit master of the Three Swords is the word Nirvana.

She thought, if she was that corpse, she was sleeping in the deep sea, and all the fighting in this world had nothing to do with her, what would she do?

If she dies, what should she do?

Since Nirvana, Nirvana is reborn, the phoenix wants to be fire, and why not be afraid of death? She can still be powerful and arrive in great spirits.

Suddenly, under Qingge, a white light suddenly appeared, and a silver aperture covered her, and the ancient runes flowed in the aperture.

This beam of light was like a flying dragon in the sky, rushing straight into the sky, alarming the entire beast taming island.

The sound of breaking sounded.

Wow—

That is the sound that makes all practitioners boil and remember them in their hearts.

The sound of breakthrough!

In the attic of the stone hall, white light illuminates a corner of the night.

Even Xing Tumi, who was drowsy and drunk, woke up instantly, stunned, looking at Qingge, after a long time, full of joy, "Qingge, you have broken through!"

The seven swords of the spirit master are a slight difference, and every time you break through a sword, the difficulty will increase a lot.

Some people, after all their lives, are stuck in this sword.

The practice of Qingge is obvious to everyone. The last time I broke through the Second Sword Spirit Master was at Xuanyue Pass.

In more than half a year, she became the Three Sword Spirit Master.

In other words, in the future, if she is less than twenty years old, her achievements may even surpass Eternal Eternal Life.

Such growth speed and cultivation talent are amazing and stunning.

Qingge enjoys the touch of the breakthrough.
Chapter completed!