Qingge was lying on the bed, covering her body with a thin quilt. She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the sky.
Every time she was late at night, she could feel a strange and mysterious force faintly coming from the deepest part of her body, but she felt a sense of intimacy.
The elf bloodline finally had an explanation. Before, she even thought that it was because she had been used for experiments in her previous life, so she would mutate.
Become a tribute to the Elf King?
Qingge pursed her lips and closed her eyes.
There is also an elves in the Demon Realm. What does the elves in the Demon Realm have to do with Shen Yue?
So, what about looking for no tears?
The bright red eyes were like blood flowing, and Manzhushahua bloomed in the dark night.
Qingge frowned and had a split headache.
The headache was tormenting and entangling her like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and she was lingering in the middle of the night. Qingge almost squeezed her eyebrows until the night afterwards.
She asked the grandfather about the geographical location of the plane tunnel, but the grandfather did not want to tell her that the storm fluctuations in the plane tunnel would cause great harm to the practitioners, and the grandfather did not want her to enter the plane tunnel without authorization.
If not, she could only meet Ji Yue until she broke through to the Great Spirit Master.
It's bright.
Yan Xiaowu walked to Ye Qingtian's room with great interest, opened the door, and the room was empty, and a letter was placed on the table.
Yan Xiaowu walked out with the letter.
In Qingge's room, Qingge sat in front of the dressing mirror, Bai Meier combed her hair bun, Yan Xiaowu jumped over the threshold and held up the snow-colored letter paper, "Your grandpa is gone, leave a letter.
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Yan Xiaowu handed the letter to Qingge, and Qingge lowered his eyes and looked at it. The letter was written in black and white, concise and concise.
The blue sky returns to the northern moon at night, so there is no need to worry about it.
Ye Qingtian's departure seemed to be as expected by Qingge. She was not surprised at all. A cluster of spiritual fire ignited in her palm and burned the letter paper to ashes.
Ye Qingtian will not interfere with her path.
Qingge looked at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, half of her face was wearing a black-skinned mask against her cheeks, her phoenix eyes were narrow and long, her eyes were born with a provocative tail, and her eyes were charming, and her eyes were as cold as ice and snow.
Early winter is coming.
Qingge didn't say a word.
At this time, Fu Xi entered the house, "Sister, grandpa is gone."
"Um."
"Before grandpa left, he cooked breakfast and unloaded the Yan family's gate. I don't know where he threw the door." Fu Xi said.
Qingge smiled helplessly. It must be Ye Qingtian's weather, but he quietly unloaded the gate of Yan Mansion. The ancestor must have known all this. Otherwise, the elite soldiers and guards of Yan Mansion could let Ye Qingtian quietly unload the door.
"Xiao Wu, don't leave Yan Mansion these days. If you want to kill Yan Houyong, why don't Yan Houyong want your life?" Qingge said.
Keeping Yan Xiaowu, Yan Houyong was afraid that he would be unable to sleep or eat, and his father and daughter were killed. The grandfather did not want to see such a situation, so he gave Yan Xiaowu to her.
"Can he even kill me even if he is useless? You're thinking too much." Yan Xiaowu curled up the corners of his lips and smiled wildly.
Qingge didn't say anything. The Yan family did not have the danger they imagined. Now the most urgent task is to break through the Qiankun Monument. She must let go of other things.
"Ye Qingge, where is your massacre army? Why did it disappear out of thin air and no trace?" Yan Xiaowu asked.
Obviously, she was very interested in the massacre army, but after the massacre army contracted 3,000 high-level monsters, she said it was a training, but after the training, there was no sign of people, and the world evaporated.
Yan Xiaowubai couldn't figure it out.
Qingge's eyes flashed.
The massacre army is her trump card. Before she breaks through to the Five Sword Spirit Master, she will never expose this killer weapon.
Only in this way can the massacre army fade out of the world.
"It's time to have a meal." Bai Meier put down her jade comb, walked out of the house, and went to the main hall.
The food made by Ye Qingtian is still hot.
Yan Xiaowu narrowed her eyes and looked at Qingge's back. She raised her jaw slightly and followed Qingge's footsteps.
Luohua City has been very lively these days, and the most concerned thing is the Yan family’s Qiankun Monument and Luohua’s autumn hunting.
The existence of the Qiankun Monument is a miracle, and the Wei and Yan families are envious of it.
There are four places to enter the Qiankun Monument this time. As for the state of cultivation, what inheritance can be achieved, and what opportunities can be achieved, it depends entirely on the heavens.
After Qingge entered Yan Mansion, he happened to meet Qiankun Monument. Yan Houyong and Yan Shicheng did not make any other moves.
Qingge knew that the real danger was in the Qiankun Monument.
The Qiankun Monument killed her without knowing it. If you deal with it casually, the murderer behind the scenes will be free.
The singer held the phoenix fan, and in the secret, the shadow guard followed her order.
The Shadow Guard is no better than the others. When he sees the fan, he will see the king. He bows his head and says, "Disputes, kill them!"
In the past two days, Qingge secretly mastered some of the rules of the Shadow Guard, with the help of Yan Yu, and she was smart and wise, and everything was not enough to be captured.
Finally, the day when the Qiankun Monument was opened has arrived.
The Yan Mansion Courtyard covers a large area, and is as big as five night palaces, without any exaggeration.
Looking at the martial arts training ground that belongs only to Yan’s mansion, Fuxi and others fully understood why Luohua City people were arrogant and believed that the four major countries and other territory were remote areas and places where birds could not shit.
Some people walked into the Yan family's martial arts training ground one after another. In the blink of an eye, four or five hundred people were there.
Hundreds of seats were placed outside the martial arts training ground.
Jiuliu, Six Family, Three Top Aristocratic Family and the City Lord’s Mansion all came together.
The achievements made by the descendants of the Yan Mansion in the Qiankun Monument were staring at countless pairs of eyes, especially this year, Ye Qingge came. Yan Xiaowu, who had been practicing outside in the past, also returned, and the Yan family was like a tiger.
Ye Qingge and Yan Xiaowu are here, Wei, Yan, and the city lord's mansion must be worried.
Qingge is a pervert. Yan Xiaowu is practicing genius. His ancestor's strength is unfathomable. The shadow guard's power covers four stars. Although Yan Yu does not regard himself as a member of the Yan family, he still regards Yan as his surname.
Grandpa's face was full of redness and sat at the chairman, respected.
"Grandmaster, congratulations, for reaping the talent of tigers and wolves." Yong Yesheng said with a smile.
He was invisible and no one could guess what he thought.
Yong Yesheng sat down next to his grandfather, his brows jumping. Over the past period of time, he always felt that he had an extremely evil pair of eyes staring at him fiercely.
The nightmare in Qingge's spiritual world, the eyes without flesh and blood skeletons, look at Eternal Nightlife through the concept of space.
The hatred is amazing.
The existence of nightmare is even more miraculous than the Qiankun Monument.
Qingge once guessed what it was, and made Yan look like a bone-like body, with thoughts, strength, and soul.
Yan said that he has no soul.
Hatred supports him to live in the world. After many years, he even forgot what hatred is and the root of hatred. He only knows that he can be liberated by killing Yongyesheng.
"Zu-master, Xiao Wu is a wild child, not a good person. Qingge has been away for many years and does not understand the rules of Luohua City. Besides, Qingge is also your daughter. Qingge is so outstanding, the city lord should be happy."
My master said something beautifully and meaningfully.
Yong Yesheng smiled, "What my grandfather said is very true. Seeing Qingge grow up, I am also very pleased as the adoptive father." (To be continued)