You'er bit his lower lip tightly, full of tears and confusion, "I dare not mention this matter to anyone. After the man from the Shenguang Continent died, his father announced to the public that he died of serious illness. Everyone was busy practicing and dealing with his own affairs. He would not investigate the cause of his death. Those who know the truth did not dare to tell this secret. It is said that the Jiuzhou Empire is the holy land of the Gods' Heavenly Realm. The existence of the Qisha Hall makes the world awe, but it is just an appearance. Below this appearance, there are killings and crimes, but they are covered with a holiness."

You'er burst into tears.

Qingge silently.

She didn't know how to comfort people, so she had to stay beside Youer and stretch out her hand to caress her back.

You'er seems to be spoiled and willful, but she is actually hiding her fear of her bones.

It is said that the Pavilion Master loves his daughter as much as his life, but it is not.

Qingge didn't say a word.

If the Nine Emperor Uncle was also on the scene when he killed the cultivator of the Divine Light Continent, does it mean that the Nine Emperor Uncle wanted to marry You'er had already been decided, but it was only displayed now.

Most girls can get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Girls who absorb spiritual energy and practice are better developed than modern women.

Qingge narrowed his eyes and calculated that when the Nine Emperors were married to Youer, Youer was exactly fifteen years old, the same age as a flower.

"That man likes to wear red robes. He told me that he practiced to eliminate violence and good fortune, and to wipe out the demons and monsters. He said that wearing red robes was very chic and felt like a lonely knight."

So, when you saw Ji Yue, You'er was moved by the flash-like red figure.

Not only love at first sight, but also the thoughts of the past.

Her timid and cowardly made her watch the man die miserably without saying a word.

You'er choked and her eyes were red.

"I don't want to marry the Ninth Emperor Uncle." You'er shook her head constantly.

Qingge hugged her tightly and comforted her in a low voice, "Okay, we won't marry."

"Follow me to Princess Mingyue's Mansion tomorrow." Qingge said.

Youer blinked and asked nervously: "Can I...can I?"

Qingge smiled slightly, "Silly child, you are my disciple. Wherever your master is, you will be."

You'er threw herself into Qingge's arms, "You are the best master in the world."

Qingge smiled bitterly.

At noon, You'er was practicing a spear in the yard and walked into the house with Qingge.

She stood in front of the door, separated by Liu Yan'er in the room.

She closed her eyes and saw Liu Yan'er curled up and cried hysterically and silently through the realm of nothingness.

Liu Yan'er's other intact hand hit her face one after another.

She yearns to become the king of swordsmen, but now her hand bones are torn and her dreams are broken.

She was in so much pain, but she didn't blame anyone. She didn't regret it, she was just heart-wrenching.

Qingge walked to the dry well in the backyard of Xixuan Palace and sat cross-legged and began to practice.

As long as she has time, she will practice hard. When she comes to the Gods Realm, her talent has never fallen behind, and she is even more powerful than others.

Because of the true essence, Qingge has been crazily curbing his spiritual energy.

She was enough to break through to the Seven-Star Spirit Master, but because she had no true energy, she could only suppress it.

Otherwise everything will be empty.

Give her a true energy, her talent and breakthrough speed are enough to shock everyone.

Now, she is trapped in the whirlpool of love and hate disputes in the empire.

"Do you like this place very much?" A gentle voice rang.

Qingge looked back and saw Wei An standing behind the dry well, Xun Xun was elegant and smiled slightly.

"Uncle Wei likes it too?" Qingge asked.

"Now you are Princess Mingyue of the Empire, so you should call me Sect Master Wei." Wei Andao.

"Don't Wei also want to come to this set of empty things? The position of the inheritor of the Spirit of the Vermillion Bird was recommended to the Emperor, right?" Qingge asked back, but it was a swearing affirmation.

"I have said a long time ago that you are very smart and can't hide anything from you. I was the one who decided to do this without authorization. Chiyang Sect selected talents for the emperors of various generations in his early years. I also had some friendship with the emperor when I was young. The emperor would help me in this matter. But I'm sorry, I didn't expect the emperor to give you the princess. This should be a happy event, but the word "Mingyue" is a taboo in the empire. And it is indeed not unlucky to be crowned as a dead person, even if that person is the stunning and beautiful Princess Mingyue." Wei An sighed.

"Recently, the Pavilion Master and Xu Liuyuan are a little restless, and they seem to be uneasy?" Qingge asked.

"The relationship between Chiyang Sect and Shadow Pavilion is getting tense. The group of people you brought with Xiao Shanyan had a conflict with Xu Liuyuan's disciples this morning. It was a trivial matter, but Xu Liuyuan was just as resolute as he took Chun/Pharm. His daughter was deposed and had some relationship with you. Xiao Shanyan was the one you brought with you. Xu Liuyuan insisted on breaking Xiao Shanyan's limbs." Wei An frowned, "I promised you to take good care of them and never let them get into trouble. The conflict became more and more intense. Xu Liuyuan sent a war letter to Chiyang Sect instead of Shadow Pavilion. As long as Shadow Pavilion, one of the Chiyang Sect inherited the Spirit of the Suzaku, and the other party must disappear from the Shuanghuang Sect forever."

"Have you accepted the battle post?" Qingge sat in the dry well and looked down at the abyss in the well.

"You will become the pride of Chiyang Sect, won't you?" Wei An smiled gently.

"Boil the frog in warm water, Uncle Wei, I underestimate you." Qingge sneered.

"You are from Chiyang Sect." Wei An's eyes were firm.

Qingge narrowed his eyes and said, "Take good care of Xiao Shanyan and the others."

"Natural." Wei An nodded.

Qingge got up and walked forward, and stopped beside Wei An.

Qingge's eyes were indifferent to the front, her red lips trembled, and she said softly: "Uncle Wei, my father can trust you, and I am willing to believe you, and I am very grateful to you. The Emperor, Jiuque, Jiuhuang Uncle, the eldest prince, the Pavilion Master and Xu Liuyuan, these people are all close to each other with purpose, most of them are malicious, and I don't want you to use me too. I am willing to inherit the spirit of Zhuque in the name of Chiyang Sect, because my father once thought about promoting Chiyang Sect, but he never set foot in the empire again."

"I didn't protect your father." Wei An felt guilty.

"No, I don't blame you. He values ​​love and friendship and will be plotted if he forgets love and friendship." Qingge stretched and revealed his curves.

She walked a few steps forward, then stopped and looked back at Wei An, "I'm smarter than my father, you know Uncle Wei."

Qingge grinned and walked back to the yard with his legs.

Wei An stood still, looking at Qingge's back, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"You are better than you, Jingfeng, you should be happy." Wei An shook his head and smiled.

He looked down at the dry well.

Wei An left the dry well.

Qingge walked back to her residence.

You'er's gun was getting better and better, and Liu Yan'er tried to hold a knife with her other hand.

"I can put down one arm, but I can't put down the Cangyue Knife." Liu Yan'er said.

"The King of the Blind Moon is indispensable." Qingge said with a smile.

Liu Yan'er looked at Qingge and then smiled.

The laughter of the two resounded throughout the courtyard.
Chapter completed!