Chapter 1702 Ten Thousand People Worship on Longfeng Mountain
Longfeng Mountain is in the middle of the four-star continent, and the ancestors of the blood clan are on Longfeng Mountain.
There is no doubt that Qingge was taken to Longfeng Mountain, and during this period, she was unable to save her.
Even if there is, it is still powerless.
Facing the Great Spirit Master, all the practitioners in this continent will be frightened.
No one dares to resist the majesty of the great spirit master.
Lan Wuxin said that she wanted her to walk to Longfeng Mountain.
There was a layer of bans from the great spirit master all over her body, and all the power in her body could not be released at all.
There were countless people along the way, who closed their eyes and smiled with self-deprecating smiles.
She has made too many sacrifices for all living beings and for the people of this continent.
She doesn't care, but she doesn't want to be abused by them.
A long time ago, in the small town called Bluestone, she alone resisted the attack of monsters, but the people in the city said she was a broom star.
Who is she?
All the people and vulgar practitioners like to accuse her of being ruthless and ruthless.
If it weren't for her ruthlessness, how could the people and practitioners live and work in peace?
Now, Snake Burial has set up a big picture, and everyone is trapped in the game. Those cultivators who have no opinions are afraid that she is a murderer.
Little do they know that the scenes they see at the bottom are all scenes outlined by the superiors.
Those darkness, or warmth, cannot be seen by the superiors as long as they do not want to.
However, they are always complacent and self-righteous.
And this is mediocre.
It's like the wind, back and forth on both sides.
Qingge dared not open his eyes.
She is such a coward, and the more she lives, the more she becomes indecisive and sentimental she is.
She was actually afraid of the moment when thousands of people were pointing their fingers.
However, the imagined abuse did not appear.
On the way to Longfeng Mountain, thousands of people knelt on the ground, raised their heads, and their eyes were begging.
"We believe that the king will not kill anyone."
"You guys are about to let her go, why do you wrongly accuse her?"
"She has made so much contribution to the world, why did the people in the Four-Star Palace take her away?"
"King, we believe in you. You will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. They must be wronged by you."
“…”
One sound, one word, fills your ears.
Qingge's ankles were dragging a heavy iron ring, his head was unkempt, and his clothes were tattered, completely losing the nobleness of the past.
Qingge smiled.
Tears piled up in the eyes, and emotions erupted like volcanoes.
Qingge pursed her lips tightly, and she walked towards the people, and the sound of the iron circle sounded on the remote road.
"Go back." Qingge said lightly.
"No, Lord, we will never leave! If you want to take you away, unless you let us die."
"Yes, so what about the great spirit master? Since we are here, we will regard death as if we are home, either live with the king or die with you. Even if we go to the underworld, we are all here with us, don't be afraid, we
I will never let the king be bullied by other little devils."
"On this continent, there are many people like us, who must protect the king even if they die. Long live my king, how can you be humiliated by you?"
They shouted loudly with red eyes.
Lan Wuxin frowned and ordered impatiently, "Kill all the annoying people."
"If you dare to touch them, I will destroy my heart." Qingge said coldly.
Lan Wuxin's eyes suddenly opened wide, and her face pulled, "Give you half a stick of incense to drive them away, otherwise I will kill them all, and no one will be left. Even if you destroy your heart, you will not be able to threaten me,
At worst, you can be buried with Lan'er. Ye Qingge, you should know my bottom line."
"Enough." Qingge said.
Behind, Mei Qingchen also followed the army. He looked at Qingge's back from afar, and the pain was as unyielding as a maggot on his bones.
He had never seen such a strong and resolute woman, and Ye Qingge was the only one.
Qingge walked to many people and said, "Go back."
"The King."
"Is my words useless? I will say it again and go back." Qingge said sternly.
The people looked at each other, but did not dare to look at them.
Such eyes are almost terrifying.
"Go back!" Qingge's voice suddenly rose, and everyone felt that his eardrums were bulging and he was in unbearable.
They stood up reluctantly and turned around and left.
Qingge closed her eyes, her whole body was cold, but her heart was warm.
After they all left, a smile appeared on Qingge's lips.
In the secular world, she can't escape the shackles of the secular world.
Qingge straightened his spine and walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high.
After walking for a long time, a pair of soft boots were worn out.
Finally, she stopped, looked up, and saw the outline of Longfeng Mountain among the layers of cloud peaks, which was as dark as ink, and painted a thick color on the rice paper called the sky.
Qingge gradually walked up to Longfeng Mountain.
Every step is so heavy.
She had lost her strength and walked for half a month, walking day and night. No normal practitioner could accept it, let alone she is just an ordinary person now.
Longfeng Mountain has 3,900 steps, and is the highest peak of the four stars. It towers into the sky. The higher it goes, the colder it becomes. Longfeng Mountain is covered with snow all year round. This weather, like the cold winter lunar month, will not be weathered.
Influence.
Qingge's legs began to tremble, her eyes were as fierce as a ghost. She raised her head and the biting cold wind blew from both sides.
She has no way out.
No, she has it, but it is a deep abyss.
Qingge looked back and Lan Wuxin and others were supervising her. Seeing her thin and slender body as thin as willow branches trembling in the cold wind, Lan Wuxin felt very happy.
Qingge also saw Mei Qingchen, and Mei Qingchen's eyes were full of pain and could not even bear to see her.
Mei Qingchen suddenly woke up and wanted to atone for the past.
However, Qingge hated her to the core.
She hated all this very much.
Qingge's eyes were red, and she stood on the stairs halfway up the mountain. The cold wind curled up her white hair and her eyes were very dry.
It seemed like a heavy mountain was pressing on her back, and years of fatigue almost crushed her waist. She looked down at the foot of the mountain that was unsightly in the fog, and even wanted to jump down like this, falling to pieces.
But she didn't.
The strong always carry the burden, temper the thorns, and rebirth in the fire.
Great Spirit Master.
It's really hard to deal with.
The sigh of singing melted in the wind of the mountains.
She continued to walk forward.
She can't die.
The hundred phoenixes she was thinking about were not put on yet.
If she dies, grandpa will go crazy, and Ji Yue will lose her faith to continue.
Mei Qingchen took a fox fur to protect the cold and walked towards Qingge. Lan Wuxin reached out to stop him, "It's just a dying person, why should he be so kind to her?"
Mei Qingchen was stunned.
Lan Wuxin said again: "Don't forget that you only have Lan'er by your side. No matter whether Lan'er is born or died, if you dare to let her down, I will never be merciful to you."
"If Lan'er knew that the medicine was the heart, she would never allow it."