Qingge looked at Ji Yue sideways in surprise.

As long as it is about her, Ji Yue is indeed very impulsive. But if she wants to use the power of the demon king, it should be used at the birthday banquet of Jiuque. Why should she wait until today?

Qingge's eyes flashed, and his hands circled Ji Yue's neck, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "Is Xiaoxi here?"

Ji Yue's forehead was pressed against the woman's head, her lips curled slightly, and she was full of pampering.

Sure enough, I can't hide it from her anyway.

Ji Yue nodded.

Singing and smiling like a flower, bright eyes shining.

She thought that those people from the Four-Star Continent would never be met again.

The dark green smoke rose up, burning violently like flames, making a whispering sound.

Smoke and green fire, a man wearing a cloak in black.

Xi Ziyan!

Qingge still remembers that when she came to the Gods Heavenly Realm, Xi Ziyan said that he would strive to become the guardian of the Gods Heavenly Realm.

Now, he did it.

Mo Xie and Ye Jingjing are also there.

This feeling of not being lonely is really good.

Qingge glanced at the Emperor. She walked down from Ji Yue's arms and stood in front of the Emperor. The shadow gathered from her delicate body covered the Emperor like darkness in purgatory.

Qingge looked down at the Emperor from a high place, with a look of sarcasm in his eyes, "The thing Princess Mingyue did wrong in this life was to reincarnate and die tragically in the imperial family. There is also an older brother like you, you forced her to death step by step."

The Emperor's eyes gradually crawled with blood, and he couldn't help but tremble and shivered.

The wound that the Emperor broke his arm continued to gush out bright red blood.

His eyes widened in horror.

How could such an emperor have a gentle and noble attitude?

"Do you think that covering Di Mingyue's skin on me will make Di Mingyue come back from the dead? In the final analysis, it's just a dead skin." Qingge sneered.

Outside the gate of the palace, Emperor Changru rushed into the palace with his men.

He saw the body of God Mingyue on the bed, and he learned what the Emperor did, and his anger burned him.

Emperor Changru clenched the emperor's clothes and lifted it up and pressed it against the wall, "Brother, are you still human? Yue'er is such a flawless person, why do you want to defile her so much that she will not let go of her soul after death?"

The Emperor was still immersed in the huge blow. He suddenly felt disgusted when he looked at Emperor Changru's elegant and handsome face.

Emperor Mingyue once said that the emperor is as gentle as jade, and he is a good son of a turbid world and should not be submerged in the imperial family.

The Emperor pushed Di Changru away, and he crushed the illusion roots in his body. The flames that appeared out of thin air burned the Emperor's body. The Emperor hugged the fire, opened his arms and arms, and a terrible madness appeared in his bones.

He smiled foolishly and rushed towards Emperor Mingyue with a full body of fire.

"Yue'er, let's go home."

"Yue'er, it's my wife."

"Yue'er, let's go to hell together."

“…”

The Emperor's face became more and more ferocious.

Singing gently and eyes closed.

The phantom spirit root is a treasure that grows from the heart veins of a cultivator after reaching the state of a phantom spirit master, and is used to condense phantom spirit power.

If you break your phantom spirit roots yourself, you will commit suicide.

The emperor asked Emperor Mingyue to be burned to death with him.

Even if he died, he would not want to let Emperor Mingyue go.

The power of the self-explosion of the Phantom Spirit Root cannot resist, whether Di Changru or Qingge.

Ji Yue took a step forward, and her body was covered with cold light. The moment a moment of a momentum burst out, it was like a hurricane sweeping over the Emperor, shaking the Emperor away.

When the Emperor flew into the air, the flames burned him, and his body turned into a fireball.

The emperor's face and body gradually distorted and deformed in the flames like a ball of paste, which was particularly terrifying.

Qingge raised his head, and the firelight shone on his plain white little face.

The Emperor was about to die, and she was not excited at all.

So what if the Emperor paid a heavy price, the pain that Emperor Mingyue once suffered can still be hidden.

As the sings sighed, a little sacred golden light rose slowly in the ashes of the Emperor, illuminating the entire hall.

When Qingge opened her red lips slightly, the golden light rushed into her mouth and was swallowed by her in one bite.

Qingge's face was incredible.

Just now, what was that?

Qingge's internal organs suddenly felt fullness in the tendons and veins, and the muscles felt more powerful.

After realizing what the golden light was, Qingge felt ecstatic in his heart.

That is the true essence she has been looking forward to for a long time, the true essence.

The Emperor's half-grain of God-level True Energy.

Because of the true essence, she suffered so much eyebrow and sarcasm along the way.

Now, the subtle feeling of relaxation and joy makes Qingge cry.

Ji Yue smiled and reached out and rubbed Qingge's head.

Cultivators can indeed devour others' true energy, but there is a prerequisite that devouring the god-level true energy must be carried out when the cultivator himself is also a god-level true energy. Although Qingge once had ten god-level true energy particles in his body, it was gone, and only the true energy power obtained in the True Yuan Fantasy Hall.

Ji Yue originally wanted to seize the Emperor's true energy and seal it with an amethyst bottle. When the time is ripe in the future, Qingge's body will give it to Qingge before giving it to Qingge with permission.

Unexpectedly, the true essence was swallowed by Qingge.

The many apostles of the Night God Palace were stunned.

The true energy also needs to be refined gradually and slowly, so how could Miss Ye swallow it?

Moreover, when Ye Qingge's face was quite satisfied, it seemed that he was still unsatisfied, and the taste was quite good?

Everyone looked at each other.

He is worthy of being the wife of their Ye Shen Palace, so tough.

Qingge turned her head, wrapped her hands around her chest, and her eyes fell on the matchmaker.

She didn't know that the world-famous embroidered lady had committed a heinous crime.

The matchmaker was still wearing an opera mask and was wiped out, and she was never panicked.

The matchmaker smiled and said, "The Emperor has been preparing for this day for more than ten years. He wants to find a practitioner who replaces the Five Elements and use his own internal organs to refine elixirs. In this way, Di Mingyue's dead skin can be worn on you forever, rather than a three-year time limit."

The matchmaker held a shiny dagger with a handkerchief, "Since ancient times, emperors of all dynasties have died and were buried with the elected ones."

The matchmaker picked up a handful of ashes on the ground, "The Emperor is dead, why should the matchmaker stay in the world alone?"

"Most men in this world are heartless and cruel, and women's sorrow never stops. You say that the emperor is cruel and he is selfish, but he is crazy for love. He only loves Emperor Mingyue in his life. If it weren't for the relationship between brother and sister, if it weren't for all kinds of things, why would he do everything he could to plot against?"

The matchmaker lifted the opera mask, opened her mouth, and swallowed a piece of ashes belonging to the Emperor's ashes into her belly.

The matchmaker put down her mask to cover her face.

Qingge's limbs were cold.

Even though she had only a few breaths, she still saw the matchmaker's face.

No, that's not a face.

Only blood and flesh were left, and even a few tendons, white teeth, and tall nose bones were left without any skin!

"Emperor, no one in the world understands your infatuation. I know your infatuation. People in the world want to erase you, and I will take you to heaven."

"ah--"

The matchmaker's voice suddenly became sharp and elongated, and she sang a small song in opera, "The country broke into Hedong, and the emperor rode the wind. He saw the cold wind last night, and saw the supreme emperor coming from the frontier, and saw the small building extinguishing the fire, and saw the new people laughing, and the old people crying."

Tone, sadness.

The matchmaker's red sleeves danced like flowers blooming.

Clusters of flowers.

The blood mist was pulled apart from the sleeve.

boom!

The matchmaker tried hard to hit the Canglong pillar with an elegant posture.

She fell to the ground, her mask shattered.

The matchmaker's "face" was revealed.

The matchmaker stroked her face with both hands, and her eyes widened like holes, "Where is my face, Xiao Lang, can you give me my face and the child?"

Two lines of tears slid across the cheeks that were beyond recognition.

The matchmaker fell to the ground, and blood from her forehead flowed into the hole in her eyes.

Qingge narrowed her eyes.

Ji Yue's slender and jade-like hands covered Qingge's eyes, "It's not good to look, don't look."

Qingge swept his bright eyes to Ji Yue, spread his hands and "hugg."

Ji Yue smiled slightly, gentleness and doting can kill people.
Chapter completed!