Gillian's figure was weak and weak, and the moonlight fell, and her face was covered in white.
Xu Wei's body was placed on the windowsill at some point, and her eyes were staring at her fiercely.
Ajiao stretched out her hand tremblingly and picked up a letter pressing under the potted plant.
The red letters on the white paper are like blood and crying.
"If you don't stop, this will be your fate tomorrow." In a concise sentence, his handwriting was crazy and evil, and Gillian suddenly felt creepy.
A cold air surged from the soles of her feet to the Tianlinggu.
Gillian closed her eyes, and her anger was in her chest and she couldn't help it.
"Come!" A Jiao said hoarsely, "Take this dirty thing out for me!"
Immediately someone came in and threw Xu Wei's body away, and the maid also wiped the water stains and blood from the windowsill with a handkerchief.
The water stains are easy to dry, and the blood stains become dirtier the more you rub them.
Gillian's eyes were gloomy, "Go out."
The maid arched her body away from the room with a soft cloth.
Gillian's palm was filled with spiritual energy, and she used it to disperse the blood. Even so, Gillian was still unhappy.
When she looked at the windowsill, she felt goose bumps all over her body when she thought of the dirty blood.
There are many people in this world who are in extremes.
For example, at this time, Gillian had no blood on the windowsill, but she was always filled with spiritual energy and soft cloth to wipe it.
After a long time, Gillian's anger and anger seemed to be about to rise.
In the end, Gillian's palms were filled with spiritual energy, and the bitter palm wind came out, and the spiritual energy was boiling and the strong wind blew, but the windowsill as strong as a rock collapsed.
It was not until someone cleaned up all the scrap stones in the windowsill that Gillian's heart was smooth.
After Xu Wei's incident, Gillian had no intention of sleeping again.
She sat in front of the bed, took out needlework and fabric from the cabinet under the bed, and sewed a rouge brocade robe.
There is also an ancient yellow book next to the jade pillow at Gillian's bedside, whose name is: Brewing wine and making.
This is also known as how to become an excellent winemaker.
Every night before going to bed, Gillian would look through a few pages and stitch a few stitches on the fabric.
She took the scissors, cut off a strand of black hair, and hid it in the fabric.
I send my black hair to my heart, can you tell me if I miss you?
Ajiao's eyebrows became more and more gentle.
She closed her eyes.
That day, she was wearing the same red dress and a white hat on her head.
She broke into the intersection of the realm of death and the realm of the North Spirit alone.
When the huge beast opened its mouth and revealed its white fangs were about to bite her, the man fell from the sky.
His soft boots were broken, maybe he had walked too long.
His hair was not neat and soft enough, and he didn't tie it up with a jade crown.
He was wearing a golden mask posted in his flesh and blood, but Gillian could see the brilliance hidden in his eyes under the mask.
He dispersed the beasts and pointed their swords at the sky.
After the beast died, he drank the sword and entered the Northern Spirit realm alone.
Gillian followed him all the way until he stopped in Beiling Realm.
It turns out that the heroes in the book save beauty is true, but they promise to be false.
She never knew that the man who fell from the sky like a hero would save her from water and fire, because she was wearing red clothes and white gauze that day, which looked very much like his sweetheart.
Story and life are always dramatic.
When Gillian learns the truth, it will defeat her heart and spirit.
In the middle of the night, Qingge was still in the Mingyue Palace.
"Jiuque cannot die." said the Emperor, "She stays in the medicine furnace for thirty days. I will do my best to save her. Yue'er, I feel wronged."
"If the Emperor didn't want her to die, why bother to do this? The grievances I suffered are nothing. It's just that the Emperor has always believed in Princess Mingyue's benevolence and righteous governance of the country, fairness and justice. How many people have been harmed by Jiuque? She should have died long ago." Several angry words, but when Qingge spoke it, it was very peaceful.
"Mrs. Zhuhuangzi has been purchasing weapons recently, and a large number of weapon refiners have gone to Zhuhuang. The Tan family is about to move. Jiuque has a good relationship with the Great Zhou, and the Tan family is afraid that the Tan family will not be cleaned. My marriage with Tan Yu will be cancelled, it is meaningless." Qingge said lightly.
"It cannot be cancelled." Emperor said: "Your status in the Jiuzhou Empire is extraordinary now, and your talent is amazing in the world of heaven. Tan Yu's recent attitude towards you is enough to prove everything. Not only does the Tan family want a young lady like you, but Dazhou also wants a genius like you."
"The Emperor wants me to get rid of the firewood from the cauldron? But I am not from Jiuzhou, so I won't do any loss-making business." Qingge pointed to his right knee, "Why am I humiliated in Jinhua Palace? How can I make up for this disabled knee? Emperor, I am not a person among all, and I have never thought of soaring into the sky. But even if you are the Emperor of Jiuzhou, who is high above and above ten thousand people, you want me to be a dog by your side and a knife in your hand, that is impossible, and don't even think about it."
The sings are cold and sneering, and the words are full of ridicule.
In Jinhua Palace, the Emperor just wants to see her ability, as long as Jiuque doesn’t cause any death.
Her kneecap was broken by Jiuque and also by the Emperor.
The emperor took out a bright yellow cloth, which was full of black characters and a red seal in the lower right corner.
The emperor handed Bu to Qingge, "Your ambition is not only here. Your sweetheart is the demon king. The demon queen has arrived. The barrier between the two tribes of the human and demons makes you have to work hard. Only when you become stronger can you keep this relationship. If I want to unify Zhongzhou, if I succeed, I will give it to you all, how about it?"
The Emperor held the exquisite dagger in his hand, and the blood splattered when the palm of his palm was cut.
The Emperor raised his hand and made a vicious and bloody oath, "If I violate today's words, I will never forgive me."
Qingge: "..." I don't have any money to make love, and this emperor always makes an oath.
Blood swore to be accomplished, and a blood light penetrated into the yellow cloth.
Qingge lowered her eyes, the words on the cloth were sincere and did not play word games with her.
Zhongzhou is a unified name for the land occupied by the four major forces in the Apocalypse, including Jiuzhou.
If Zhongzhou is unified, its strength cannot be underestimated.
In ancient times, in the Fengqi era, Zhongzhou was unified by Fengqi.
But the Emperor is willing to give Zhongzhou to her?
The Emperor did not play word games with her, so what was wrong?
"Emperor, I dare to ask, how did you learn about the Blood Demon Seed? How did you know that the Demon King is my sweetheart?" Qingge asked straight to the point.
A cold beam of light flashed through the Emperor's eyes.
"At the time when the guardians of the Nine Realms took a fancy to Mingyue, I had some contact with several guardians of the Nine Realms." The Emperor said.
If so, that's reasonable.
However, Qingge doesn't believe in the reason for Emperor.
There must be something else!
Qingge arched his hands and bent his soft waist, "If you and I unite Zhongzhou, the country will not be separated in the future. The dragon and phoenix chair is indispensable. I am not a selfish person. The world is the world of the emperor, and what I want is only strength. If anything is unfavorable to me in this process, I will stop this transaction at any time. I am a four-star and since I come to the Tiandi, then every place in the Tiandi is my family. Of course, it is possible that everyone is my enemy."
The Emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at Qingge carefully.
He is generous and elegant, neither humble nor arrogant, and his words are seamless, and he can't find any mistakes.
The Emperor picked up the wine glass, sang a glass alone, and then drank it.
Chapter completed!