Qingge turned his eyes and looked around, breathing a sigh of relief, but the dream was so real.
She has dreamed of Xunwu Tears countless times.
I think Xun Wulei should hate her to the core.
Qingge smiled bitterly, turned his head to look to the side, and a yellowed bronze mirror stood not far away, and Qingge's white face reflected in the bronze mirror.
She got up and walked into the bathtub, naked, lying on the marble platform at the edge of the bathtub. She was dizzy and closed her eyes with her arms on her pillow.
On the water surface of the bathhouse, there was a faint white smoke floating.
The smoke was increasing and filled the entire room.
Qingge frowned fiercely, as if he had tied a dead knot.
She raised her hand and squeezed her eyebrows hard with her long fingers until her eyebrows were dark red.
Even so, Qingge still has a headache.
Her headaches became more and more serious.
The antidote given to her by Yan Yu was because of the busy things and not taking the antidote on time, which led to the sequelae of headaches becoming more and more serious.
Yan Yu has always felt guilty for this.
The snow-colored fog and hot smoke spread inside the house.
Qingge's consciousness was hazy, and his mind was filled with the lonely bridge, the deep sea, and the blood-red eyes.
She thought of the deep sea in the beast taming island. For some reason, she would lie another one in that mysterious deep sea palace and coffin.
Qingge had a split headache. Her slightly pointed nails were buckled into the flesh between her eyebrows, and a trace of blood penetrated out, so that she could feel better.
Even Qingge can withstand the pain of life and death, but this headache is like a maggot in the tarsal bone, eroding her bit by bit at a slow speed, making her feel in pain and her soul sink into water and fire.
Qingge's body was sinking into the warm water, with petals floating on the water surface, and a trace of fragrance merged into Qingge's body.
Qingge lay on the cold marble, her eyelids drooping, like a heavy mountain, and her sleepiness came...
In the bathhouse, behind Qingge, a figure appeared.
The man was wearing his favorite red robe, his eyebrows were much sharper and less evil.
The man had a pair of strange eyes, shining with a strange light.
He looked at Qingge's fair and tender back exposed on the water, and his skin was like mutton fat jade, which was blown away.
He dripped in the wet pool water and approached Qingge step by step.
He is different from before. In the past, he had all his hair loose, freely and unruly.
The black jade crown tied his hair up high, his sword eyebrows, his starry eyes shining, his face was expressionless, and he stood there without anger and was powerful, and his anger turned into tenderness like water at this moment.
He looked at Qingge with a pampering and gentle look, unable to imagine that this was the arrogant king.
Outside Tingyu Pavilion, Xi Zi's words floated in the air.
As the guardian of the Nine Realms, he will do his best to bring Ji Yue to the four-star continent without being discovered by other guardians of the Nine Realms.
Every six months, the guardians of the Nine Realms will be negligent.
Furthermore, Feng Qingyang will go to the Gods Realm after a while, and the guardians of the Nine Realms are all busy with this matter. Xi Ziyan took advantage of this loophole and brought Ji Yue to the Four-Star Continent.
The hero in front of the gate of Qingshi Town made him willing to give his efforts to this day.
He wanted to see how high that woman could climb to.
He was originally a teenager, holding the weapon given by Ye Qingge, accidentally awakened the bloodline of the guardian in his body. After experiencing devilish training, he grew up in just a few months.
The beautiful and ambiguousness in the bathhouse flows in the mist.
Xi Ziyan's eyes flashed, and he simply left Tingyuxuan and walked around elsewhere, leaving the couple with time to be alone.
Perhaps it happened that when Xi Ziyan left, he actually walked to the city lord's mansion and floated over the Mo Xie courtyard.
His spiritual sense is powerful, and even if he doesn't have to enter the house, he can still see the scene in the secret room.
Mo Xie's limbs were locked by iron chains. He was like a crazy beast, waving his limbs desperately.
Mo Xie let out a roar, and his spiritual energy shook his clothes into pieces.
The guards seemed to have been accustomed to this for a long time and were not surprised.
The iron chain that locked Mo Xie's wrists suddenly shattered. Mo Xie's hands had space for free to move. He gathered his spiritual energy in his hands and kept grabbing his body, like a sword, grabbing blood marks, each of which was
The bones can be seen in depth, and it can be seen how strong Mo Xie has used.
Mo Xie clasped his fists with both hands and punched the wall. The wall trembled, and the joints of Mo Xie's hands were blooming and flesh was blurred.
Mo Xie knelt on the ground with no strength, raised his head and roared.
The jade crown on his head was shattered and his hair was scattered.
His eyes were bloodshot and his eyes widened, as if he was struggling dyingly in the sea of suffering under the eighteenth floor of purgatory.
At the same time, in the east bathhouse, Ji Yue stood behind Qingge. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Qingge's waist.
The fans of Qingge are confused, have weak consciousness, and are hazy.
Smelling the familiar smell and feeling the warm embrace, she wanted to open her eyes, but she was powerless.
But she was greedy for this embrace.
I couldn't help but get close to Ji Yue.
Her skin is as white as winter snow and tender as a baby.
Ji Yue flipped over Qingge's body, Qingge subconsciously stretched out her hands and hooked Ji Yue's neck.
Ji Yue's hand was placed on Qingge's cheek.
This is her temperature.
It's a living person.
It's no longer the cold portraits hanging on the wall.
He imprisoned and raised many painters, painting her appearance day and night.
Those who draw lifelike will appreciate it.
Those who do not have enough pen skills will be punished.
Ji Yue hugged Qingge tightly, without saying anything, and just hugged her like this, wishing she could use her lifelong power.
He wanted to incorporate her into his bones and carve her into his heart.
Qingge's white hair floated on the water, sticking to Ji Yue.
She opened her eyes sleepily, but she seemed to be in a dream, in the clouds and mist.
She opened a crack in her eyes, looked at Ji Yue, and smiled foolishly.
"Xiao Yueyue." Qingge's hands were covered with water and patted Ji Yue's face.
Suddenly, Qingge's eyes turned red.
Becoming redder.
The mist condensed in her eyes, covering her and blurring her vision.
Tears were like lines, sliding down the cheeks.
Qingge sobbed from softly to loud crying, and all the grievances and fatigue were vented at this moment.
She clenched her hands into fists and knocked on Ji Yue's shoulder.
She collapsed for some reason, but the moment she saw Ji Yue, she just wanted to cry and take off all her armor.
Furthermore, Ji Yue used his power to make Qingge's consciousness confused and thought it was a dream.
He came secretly and saw him quietly.
They made a three-year agreement with each other and kept fighting for it.
Ji Yue looked at Qingge, and her heart felt as if she was tugging.
He only regrets that he is not strong enough and wants her to drift in the wind and rain.
Qingge's body was empty, his legs became weak, and he slid down.
She slid into the bath, and the water overwhelmed her nose, eyes and head.
Wash away the tears from your face.
Did she ever cry?
In the eyes of the world, she is cruel and ruthless. In the eyes of her friends, she is the king of the Four Kingdoms and a genius. She is not afraid of any wind, frost, snow and rain, and is a person without tears.
Little did she know that she silently swallowed all the pain.
When Ji Yue appeared, she thought of complaining and felt uncomfortable. (To be continued)