"Youyou, why are you running around again?"

"Youyou, brother is not cold, please wear more clothes."

"Brother is not hungry."

“…”

Mingyou stood in the cold wind of the night, his mind full of past things.

In fact, he should have discovered it long ago. After witnessing the destruction of the country with his own eyes, Ming Qianjue's psychology has gradually distorted.

When I meet someone as tough as Ye Qingge, Ming Qianjue's distortion is even more crazier.

Ming Qianjue wanted to let Ye Qingge experience everything he had experienced, a hundred times more.

Seeing that Ye Qingge was not defeated but became more tenacious, Ming Qianjue wanted to defeat her even more, and he hoped that she could survive.

Others only thought that Ming Qianjue forced Qingge into a desperate situation again and again, because he wanted to forge Ye Qingge, and then use Ye Qingge to deal with the blood clan to avenge his revenge.

Mingyou realized at this moment that Ming Qianjue just wanted to find the feeling he used to in Ye Qingge, the kind of lonely and confused faced with blood and corpses. When he saw Ye Qingge getting braver in the battle, Ming Qianjue hated why he could not be so tenacious.

Mingyou smiled bitterly.

He looked up at the sky.

There is an ancient dragon soul chain, Ye Qingge can't escape.

As a member of the divination clan, he certainly knew how terrible the ancient dragon soul chain was. Once tied up, no one on the four-star continent could break free.

Luohua City, dungeon.

The cell was very clean. Yongyesheng also prepared a soft bed for her. Qingge sat on the bed. The moonlight outside the window was shining on her face. Half of her face was wearing a black mask, and the other half was white and flawless, like a knife.

"nightmare……"

"Let me do it."

"Will you die?"

Yan once said that the belief that supported him to survive was hatred. He was like a monster, looking for eternal night life in the world.

If Yongye lives and dies, what about nightmare? Will nightmare die?

"I'm already dead." Yan Huansang said: "Die three hundred years ago."

Qingge was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.

The guards knocked on the iron door with a spear in their hands, and a huge sound appeared, stopping Qingge's laughter.

The guard frowned and said fiercely: "It's so noisy. Since he is a prisoner, he put away his previous arrogance and dares to laugh until he dies."

Qingge closed her eyes, and she closed her eyes, finding that neither the spiritual power nor the spiritual energy could be separated from this ancient dragon soul chain.

Completely shackled by the Dragon Soul Chain!

Qingge pursed her lips and looked at the guard. His black eyes were like Ye. The guard was shocked and suddenly turned around and left.

On the eve of the stolen sacrifice, Yan Mansion.

Grandpa, Yan Yu and others gathered together to discuss, and there were Mo Yuntian and Su Ya next to him. Su Ya looked at Mo Xie and tears flowed down, "Xie'er, why did you become like this? Come, go home with your mother, and you don't want any royal power and wealth."

Mo Yuntian sat at the table, looked at his grandfather, and said, "This Yongyesheng is really abominable. He actually used Xie'er to deal with Qingge. The ancient dragon soul chain is a spiritual treasure of the divination family. It can bind spiritual energy and mental power. Qingge has no way to escape. We cannot watch Qingge die. If Qingge dies, when Xie'er wakes up and finds everything, he will probably not survive."

"Qingge is confused. How can he give Feng Fan, Wei Ling and Youxi to Yong Yesheng? If she does this, will the Shadow Guard and Wei Mansion all be controlled by Yong Yesheng? How can we save her?" Yan Xiaowu said.

Yan Yan nodded and looked at Yan Yu, "Brother Jiu, what should we do next?"

"The death situation is a death situation that has nowhere to live." Yan Yu sighed and said, "Qingge cut off all the retreat paths just to save Mo Xie. Yongyesheng is fully prepared and flawless. We cannot do anything unless we get evidence of his collusion with the Dark Master."

At this point, Yan Yu's eyes lit up, "I know, it's only one night. I don't know if it's time to go to Nether Island. The ominous god has evidence in his hands. Just hand the evidence to the Four-star Palace."

After the words came, Yan Yu was like a gust of wind rushing out.

Grandpa looked at Yan Yu's back and thoughtfully, and she looked down at Ku Lao's palm.

Grandpa stood up and walked to Mo Xie.

The South China Sea coral beads were suspended between her and Mo Xie. The grandfather closed his eyes and circulated his spiritual energy. He saw a trace of blood flowing into Mo Xie's eyebrows. The scarlet red between Mo Xie's eyes gradually disappeared, slowly returning to the clear light, and his eyes were clearly black and white.

Yan Yan looked at Mo Xie, which was quite complicated.

She didn't love her like Li Yanran and Wu Ziling, but after learning that she might intermarry with Mo Xie in the future, she also fantasized about the scene after the two became husband and wife.

However, it is probably impossible now.

The relationship between Mo Xie and Ye Qingge is very pure and strong.

Ye Qingge is flesh and blood, and Mo Xie is secretly feeling, and he pretends not to know.

Mo Xie had a split headache. He frowned and saw his grandfather as soon as he looked up.

Pictures appeared in his mind.

Mo Xie suddenly stood up, "Qingge was captured by him."

Grandpa nodded.

Mo Xie turned around and left, and the grandfather grabbed his wrist and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go and save her!"

"Are you?" Grandpa asked suspiciously.

Mo Xie was stunned, his face full of decadence.

Yes, can he do it?

It turns out that he can't do it.

Mo Xie closed his eyes, his soul was struggling, and it was better to die just because of pain.

He thought that when he came to Luohua City, Qingge would not be bullied in Luohua City in the future. Unexpectedly, he was the one who bullied Ye Qingge.

Mo Xie sat in a chair with weak strength, holding his head with both hands, without saying a word, and without saying a word.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yuntian and his wife felt very distressed.

Grandpa stretched out his hand and rubbed Mo Xie's head, "Child, don't worry, that girl will be fine."

Mo Xie looked up at his grandfather, his eyes flashed.

The grandfather walked out with a crutch, turned his back to Mo Xie and others, and said lightly: "How can he bully his old granddaughter?"

Grandpa crossed the threshold and disappeared into the dark night.

Su Ya hugged Mo Xie and cried. Mo Yuntian sighed, "What a terrible thing."

The next day, noon.

Ye Qingge was at the stake, which alarmed the entire four-star.

The beast taming island of Tsing Tumu, the weapon refining union of Jinchanzi, the alchemy mansion of Chiyu, the light veil demon of the Tiandi Academy, the sea king of the West Sea...

Countless people and forces from all sides rushed to the guillotine outside the forest in Luohua City.

When Yong Yesheng heard the news, he laughed even more intensely.

He wants everyone in the world to witness Ye Qingge's death.

On the guillotine, Qingge's body was tied to the cross, and clusters of blue light fires hung in the air.

In front of the guillotine, there is a sandalwood table and a dragon seat.

Yong Yesheng sat on the dragon throne and slapped his palm on the sandalwood table, "Ye Qingge, do you know your guilt!"

Ye Qingge drooped his head, and his messy white hair covered his eyebrows and eyes.

"What's my fault?"

Ye Qingge raised her head, and there were two purple and black vortexes deep in her eyes. Her voice was deep and weird.

The eternal night is chilling.

Yong Yesheng is very confident. With the ancient dragon soul chain, even if Ye Qingge has great skills, he cannot escape the net of heaven and earth.

Yong Yesheng smiled.

The moment he dominated the world is about to come.
Chapter completed!