The blood demon thing will always be a thorn in Qingge's heart.
If she didn't pull out the thorn, she would be unable to sleep or eat.
The figure of a woman on the broken bridge has been imprinted in her heart.
Qingge took out the heartbreaking wine and drank a jar.
There is less and less heartbreaking wine in the realm of nothingness. Fortunately, Mo Xie has prepared a lot and can hold on for a long time.
Not to mention, she missed her friends who once fought together in the Four-Star Continent every day and night when she came to the Gods Heaven Realm.
The massacre army, Mo Xie, Ye Jingjing and the dead Dongling Cod.
Not to mention Ye Qingtian and his grandfather, Qingge was especially worried about Ye Qingtian's body.
The grandfather moved to Beiyue Kingdom, and with the grandfather, he would not be bored if he quarreled with Ye Qingtian.
Qingge took a sip of wine and his eyes turned red.
Every battle, every wound is a real pain.
Every time it is cold, the autumn wind blows on your body, and your skin is so cold.
Even when Mr. Liu comes to the Gods Heavenly Realm, he will be confused and afraid, not to mention that there is a blood demon in her body that will dominate her body at some time.
"No, I should call you Yue Ji." Liu Yan'er said, "It seems that after what happened last night, no one can shake your position in Lord He's heart."
The two strange words can touch Qingge's heart at any time.
Between her and Ji Yue, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, a demon clan and a demon queen.
The road ahead is difficult, so walk slowly.
But she felt breathless.
She raised her head and sprinkled a jar of wine on her face.
Qingge opened his eyes wide, looked at the rising sun and smiled.
People in the world say that Dongling Cod is melancholy, worrying about the country, the people and the world, but Qingge feels that Dongling Cod is the morning sun, emitting a sparkling glow in the clouds.
In that light, Qingge seemed to see a green lotus blooming slowly, and a king was about to be born.
At this time, the nine palaces were built with white jade. On the cold and delicate bed, the man with pale complexion and skin was closed with his eyes tightly. There was a dull flower bud between the man's eyebrows, as if he had no vitality.
A maid walked in with a basin of water, but saw the Dongling cod on the bed. The lotus between her eyebrows began to have a color, and the buds were blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is a green lotus, like a totem burning in flames.
The maid was excited, let go of her hand, the basin fell to the ground, and the water flowed all over the ground.
She quickly left, ran out of the door, shouting, "The lotus is open, the lotus is open..."
The maid's cheerful voice resounded throughout the palace, and everyone was shocked. A white-haired old man came quickly with a cane. He happened to see the green lotus blooming between the cod eyebrows in Dongling.
The old man's hands trembled with excitement and his cheeks turned red. He walked to the bed and whispered, "Wang, are you awake?"
As the old man's voice fell, the man opened his eyes, his eye wings as thick as a palm-leaf fan, and his eyes were cold and confused.
Now he is a blank piece of paper.
There was nothing in his spiritual consciousness, but when he was dreaming at midnight, he could vaguely see an elf dancing on the edge of the cliff, with a silver-white and holy hair.
The maid helped him sit up. He subconsciously twitched his body and hid the maid's hand. The indifference and alienation in his eyes hurt the maid's heart.
The maid was trembling carefully and quickly pulled her hands back.
Dongling Cod sat up on the ice bed surrounded by the fog. He lowered his head and was confused, his eyes blinked slightly, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice hoarsely spit out a few words, "Who am I?"
who is he?
Where to come from and where to go?
What kind of world he yearns for, and has seen so many beautiful girls running wildly on the boundless grassland.
Dongling Cod tried hard to think about it, and wanted to remember the past, but it was just a piece of white paper, pure and nothing.
But he seemed to have lost something.
His body was as cold as ice and snow, and there was no blood in his body.
"King, you are the Qinglian King of this clan and the ruler of heaven and earth." The old man was so excited that his voice trembled when he spoke.
The old man knelt on the ground, opened his hands, raised his head and sighed, "The Qinglian King is resurrected, and the Qinglian King is awakened."
The old man burst into tears.
He looked at Donglingcod's face, cried with joy, and cried with tears, thinking about the time many years ago.
At that time, he was also very young and as handsome as Dongling Cod. He was the best brother of Dongling Cod.
"King? King Qinglian?" Dongling Cod asked in confusion with his head.
The old man wiped his tears, "King, you are the supreme existence in the world, the yearning for the Qinglian clan. You will rule the Qinglian clan, this is your mission."
"Come, go and move the king's love pet." The old man wiped his tears again and looked at his subordinates, but his face was extremely majestic.
The guards returned and came over with a snow-white cat with a pair of blue eyes.
"King, you once said that this cat will not be named, but will be taken after you wake up." The old man said, "King, give it a name."
"Qingge." Dongling Cod almost blurted out without hesitation.
When the old man heard these two words, he was shocked and his face was pale, and he couldn't say a word.
Even if he loses his mind and loses his memory, can he not forget that woman?
The old man didn't know why King Qinglian, who had always been ruthless and heartless, was moved by women in the lower continents.
He is even willing to give up his protection for the purple moon flower for generations.
"This name looks like a human name. Wang, let's change it." The old man said without moving.
"No, it's pretty good."
Dongling Cod lifted up the cold quilt, walked out of the bed, and walked to the mirror.
He looked at the scissors on the table, reached out and picked it up.
He had a sudden idea and wanted to cut off all his black hair.
A person like him, even with a naked head, should be very handsome.
"What's my name?" Dongling Cod asked.
"In the ancient Dongling, the Qinglian clan, Wang Dan's name has the word "间"." said the old man.
"Is it Qinglianqi?"
"No, it's Dongling Cod." The old man coughed dryly, and looked at Dongling Cod, and felt a little cute.
At this time, Dongling Cod didn't know the world and didn't cause dust.
"Do I call you grandpa?" Dongling Cod asked.
The old man almost choked by his saliva. Looking back at the time, he was still the younger brother of Dongling Cod.
"King, you are the king of Qinglian, and I am not your grandfather." said the old man.
"Is there any pear blossom crisp? I want to eat it?" Dongling Cod said subconsciously.
Deep in my memory, under the black fog, a woman made pear blossom crisps for him personally.
He couldn't bear to eat the pear blossom crisp until it became moldy.
"If Wang likes it, I will send someone to do it now. Wang, you can adapt slowly in the past few days, and then I will take you to familiarize yourself with the rules of heaven and earth and the Qinglian Mansion." The old man said.
The scissors in Donglingcod's hand fell on the ground. He turned around and looked at the old man and asked, "What's my name?"
The old man was quite confused. Didn’t he tell Dongling Cod just now?
"Wang, your surname is Dongling, and you only have a name for a qi." The old man said tirelessly.
"Is there any pear blossom crisp?" Dongling Cod asked.
The old man was stunned.
It's like five thunders slamming the top.
He thought he was just losing his memory and everything started over.
But now it seems that it is not just that.
Dongling Cod seems to have lost some of his IQ.
The white cat suddenly rushed into the arms of Dongling Cod. Dongling Cod hugged it, stroked the cat, and smiled and said softly: "Qingge, Qingge..."
The old man is too calm.
Maybe, Dongling Cod lost everything, and she couldn't forget her. (To be continued)