Midnight is the inheritance of the spirit of the Vermillion Bird.
Midnight has passed, but Qingge is still outside the suburbs of Jiuzhou.
When she and Ji Yue returned to the princess's mansion, Tu Lieyan had sent people to urge her several times.
Xia Feng walked anxiously in the princess's mansion. Hearing footsteps, he saw Qingge and the other two walking side by side. After being stunned, he hurried forward and said, "Princess, you're here. General Tu is willing to help you drag your time, but the inheritance of the Spirit of the Suzaku is not waiting for anyone. Cai Lingfeng and Ajiao and others have already begun to inherit."
"Then go." Qingge turned his head and looked at Ji Yue with clear eyes, "Wait for me to come back."
Ji Yue frowned.
Qingge smiled slightly, "I'll be back soon."
Ji Yue had just experienced such disasters and torture, and Qingge didn't want him to work hard anymore.
She never thought of letting Ji Yue return to the Demon Realm. Even if the demon queen's potion to relieve the blood of the Demon Lord can reduce pain, it will ultimately cure the symptoms but not the root cause.
Although Ji Yue is the son of the Queen of Demons, the Queen of Demons regards him as an enemy.
Even if he returns to the demon realm to be the supreme Nine Five Lord, he will still be controlled by the demon queen like a puppet.
Qingge clenched his fists secretly.
Her talent for refining medicine is not good, but she must refine medicine to completely eradicate the blood of the Demon Lord in Ji Yue's body.
Ji Yue looked at the stubborn girl in front of her, and a strange light flowed in her eyes.
"Um."
Ji Yue stretched out her long arms and hugged Qingge slightly hard. She smelled the faint fragrance of the woman's body, and the manic and violent aura in her body seemed to have completely dissipated.
Qingge opened his eyes wide, blinked slightly, and smiled and said, "In the future, you can be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, and I will be responsible for making money to support the family."
Ji Yue frowned, "Isn't it okay? How can I let my wife come to support her family?"
Qingge's cheeks were slightly red.
Xia Feng: "..." Is it really good for the two of you to show your love like this as if no one else was around?
Xia Feng looked at the two people hugging each other and sighed in his heart.
He had been curious more than once why a man like Mo Xie, who was so passionate, had to hide all his thoughts in his heart.
Until this moment, he suddenly realized and finally understood.
The two people in front of us have already merged into one, they are each other's lives.
Like the closely connected tree roots under the soil.
Qingge rubbed his little head in Ji Yue's arms, and finally he reluctantly walked out of the princess's mansion and went to the Holy Land of Younan.
The Holy Land of Younan is south of the Jiuzhou Imperial Capital, and is considered a fairyland on earth in the capital, and is considered two extremes to the mass grave.
One step to heaven.
One step in hell.
You won’t become a demon without being crazy.
After Qingge left the princess's mansion, he returned to his indifference.
You'er accompanied her to the Holy Land of Younan.
After Liu Yan'er woke up from the cold Bingsha body, her body became weaker and she rested in the mansion.
At this time, the demon clan waiter quietly rushed to the demon clan and went to the demon clan's demon abyss, intending to steal the Luo Shenjiu from the mother-in-law of the three tribes.
This is a head-lost errand, and his princess doesn't care about his life at all.
Holy Land of Younan.
The inheritance of the Spirit of Vermilion Bird is underway.
The vast plain, the vast earth, the delicate flowers blooming peach trees everywhere, and the light red petals fall all over the ground.
In front of the Peach Blossom Land, there are thousands of steps.
Under the stairs, several flying monsters crawled on the ground, carrying the people coming to the Suzaku Spirit Palace on the high level.
The spirit of the Vermilion Bird is a wisp of the Vermilion Bird's soul.
The Holy Land of Younan was a place where monsters crisscrossed thousands of years ago.
Since the spirit of the Vermillion Bird was buried here, the monsters have not dared to approach the hundreds of miles of land centered on the Spirit Palace.
The Vermilion Bird, a super divine beast of fire, can alarm the entire Zhongzhou when it comes out.
The four forces in Zhongzhou are not very powerful. The reason why they can stand for so many years is that they are related to the four super god beasts.
Ten thousand years ago, the four super divine beasts were the guardian beasts of the gods’ heaven, protecting the peace of this world.
In a catastrophe of heaven and earth, the four super beasts and the four honorable gods were buried in the catastrophe in order to protect peace and peace.
The super beasts and the noble gods all left their remnants in every corner.
The remaining souls of the four super divine beasts are among the four major forces in Zhongzhou. Because of the deterrence of the super divine beasts, even the power of Zhongzhou is not as good as that of Beizhou, the eight monarchs, the East continent of the Heavenly King lineage, and even the Tianqi Sea, cannot be rude.
The inheritance of the Spirit of Vermilion Bird is not only the natives of Jiuzhou, but also other cultivators who sneaked in. They come with a hint of luck, and may be able to inherit the Spirit of Vermilion Bird.
In front of the spiritual palace, the remaining soul of the Vermillion Bird is in all directions.
The bustling crowds are all gods and people from all over the place.
Among the inheritors in Jiuzhou, Ajiao and Cai Lingfeng are the most famous.
Ajiao is the leader among the young disciples of the Tiandiyuan, and Cai Lingfeng is a goddess trained by the Zhuque family.
The Vermilion Bird family is an ancient family that protects the super divine beast Vermilion Bird.
But the Suzaku family in Jiuzhou is just a division.
There are four ancient families in the Gods Heaven Realm, corresponding to the four super-divine beasts.
Like the stars arching the moon, they stand in the heavenly realm of the gods.
Down the divine realm, there are four ancient families.
"Cai Lingfeng." A voice sounded, Cai Lingfeng suppressed his excitement and nervous mood and stepped into the spiritual palace in one step.
The residual soul of the Vermilion Bird is the form of light and shadow of the Vermilion Bird.
The gilded double doors in front of the Ling Palace slowly opened, and the colorful wind entered the Ling Palace, and suddenly felt a scorching breath coming to the face.
Cai Lingfeng looked up and saw a huge flaming bird.
Under the feet of the divine bird, it simulates an ancient desolate and magnificent scene.
It looks like an ancient battlefield.
Blood flowed into a river on the ground, and corpses were everywhere.
A sense of solemnity arose.
Cai Lingfeng swallowed.
Immediately, all my confidence just now turned into a need.
She looked at the huge creature in front of her and seemed to feel her own insignificance in an instant.
The world is vast and the universe is vast, she is just a speck of dust and a little smoke.
"My father said that in inheriting the spirit of the Vermilion Bird, we must reach the state of communication with the spirit of the Vermilion Bird." Cai Lingfeng stared at the afterimilion Bird's shadow with passion, "But even a wisp of a residual soul is the residual soul of a super divine beast. The power cannot be underestimated. If my mind and spirit are united, can I really communicate with it?"
The colorful wind's thick eye wings trembled slightly as thick as a palm fan.
Cai Lingfeng stretched out his little hand and wanted to press it against the soul of the Suzaku Spirit.
ah……
Cai Lingfeng closed his eyes and opened them again. While screaming, he pulled back his hand that was stuck to the remaining soul of Zhuque like an electric shock.
Vermilion Bird is a fire-type divine bird. Even if it is a wisp of residual soul, the temperature is not something she can bear.
Cai Lingfeng lowered his wet eyes and looked down at the palm of his right hand.
Cai Lingfeng's palm is covered in blood and flesh, and the skin is blooming and blood vessels seem to be visible between the skin and flesh.
Cai Lingfeng's body was trembling in pain and shed tears in grievance.
She looked at the remaining soul of Zhuque without permission, but the temperature in Zhuque Spirit Palace was getting higher and higher.