Jiu Niang looked at her former sister, like a ghost, and she felt scared and desperate.
She pushed it away with all her strength, got up, and walked out of the village.
The sister in the same village followed her along.
She said: "Jiu Niang, take me away."
Jiuniang smiled coldly, "You have to take away my heart and lungs, and you will be willing to give up?"
...
Jiu Niang is gone.
The fate of my sister in the same village is very sad.
She was sold to a casual cultivator by her parents and had always given birth to children for the casual cultivator.
Unfortunately, it's a girl every time.
As long as it is a baby girl, the casual cultivator will destroy it with his own hands.
Until she gave birth to a boy, it was her eighth child.
She is in her thirties and looks like an old man.
When she gave birth to a boy, her husband hugged the boy and smiled so happily, regardless of her falling in the pool of blood.
She is going to die.
Before she died, what she was thinking about was not the child or her husband, but Jiu Niang who was kind to her.
She never regretted what she did, but she missed Jiuniang very much.
That was the only warmth in her life.
I heard that Jiu Niang became a soldier and became a general.
I heard that Jiu Niang intends to rebel.
I heard that Jiu Niang has successfully usurped the throne.
I heard that Jiu Niang wanted to change the "Imperial Law" and change the method of cutting the baby girl's dantian.
Women also have the right to practice.
Jiuniang, you are doing well.
I'm still as bad as ever.
She is about to die.
The husband held the child and conveyed love to the young girl.
The girl was born with beautiful eyes, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, she also admired Jiu Niang very much.
The husband said to the girl, now that you have a son, you won’t have to suffer the sin of having a child in the future.
At this moment, she suddenly realized that her husband, who has always been ruthless and cruel, was not without feelings, but she was never his love.
She is just a fertility tool.
The husband held the child in one hand and the young girl's hand in the other, walking towards the scorching sunlight outside the house.
She coughed violently, stretched out her hand towards the light, and finally she could only droop down weakly.
It's fate.
It's all fate.
Jiuniang, I miss you.
Is it an illusion?
Jiu Niang appeared against the light. She was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, dressed like a man, with heroic eyes and eyes.
She walked to her sister's bed in the same village and stepped on the blood all over the ground.
Jiu Niang squatted down, stretched out her hand, and closed her eyes with her sister in the same village with her eyes widened with her eyes open with her.
"All the way, go well," said Jiu Niang.
Jiu Niang, do you hate me?
Don't hate.
Just pitiful.
It is not only a personal sorrow, but also a sorrow of this era.
Jiu Niang's fate was very miserable. She was driven off the throne by someone, and she was penetrated by thousands of arrows and hung on the city wall.
But from now on, women can practice.
Gradually, countless women appeared, and countless women who were self-reliant like Jiu Niang.
Their achievements in cultivation are not inferior to men or anyone!
Jiu Niang is coming to the moon, and there are more sad songs.
Jiu Niang's life was full of miserable fate and ups and downs, which was really miserable.
At the Feast of Overlords, Ye Qingcheng stopped when he heard Gu Rongzha's words and looked at Gu Rongzha coldly.
"The three songs of Jiu Niang, the sad song of the moon, the exciting song of the strong wine, and the joy song of the wind and clouds. The Lord Gu didn't know anything, but Gu Jun was ignorant at this moment, he was so ugly that he was so ugly." Ye Qingcheng taught someone to teach him.
He was also extremely dark-bellied. Gu Rongzha stared in anger, but he was also tactful and did not dare to speak anymore.
Ye Qingge and Ye Qingcheng are two of them, one is more eloquent than the other. Don’t look at the younger age or the female eloping generation. They are all upright and upright, comparable to a young man’s travel.
When Ye Qingcheng saw that Gu Rongzha stopped talking, he immediately moved his slender legs and walked forward.
The night is beautiful and smiling, and the breath is cold.
She gradually walked towards Qingge, her back was like a green pine tree like a sword standing on an ancient mountain, very straight.
Walking to the throne of the two dragons, Ye Qingcheng knelt on one knee with Fuxiqin in one knee, lowered his head slightly and lowered his eyes, and spoke softly: "Master, Qingcheng is coming to Dongzhou from a distance. I wish my master a beautiful and healthy life. I have me from Dongzhou.
It is a great honor for the Lord to bring a song of ambitions and songs. Can my Lord listen to it?"
Qingge looked at Ye Qingcheng in front of her, with a dazed expression and sighed lightly.
Paranoid people are extremely fools.
So stupid that is hopeless.
Ye Qingcheng recognized her as the main person and tried his best to practice, because the higher Ye Qingcheng's strength and status, the more respectful others would be to Ye Qingge.
Ye Qingcheng must have learned about the Wang Family's Mansion and came to Dongzhou to act like this just to support her.
Ye Qingcheng wanted to use the feast of the King of the East China to inform everyone in the heavenly realm of the gods. Ye Qingcheng was with Ye Qingge no matter where she was.
If you want to move Ye Qingge, you have to consider whether you can withstand the wrath of Ye Qin God.
If someone has such a friend, what should I ask for in this life?
How lucky she is!
I have luck in my three lives!
Qingge's eyes were slightly red and moist, but her smile became even more ostentatious.
She supported her elbows on the chair handle, held her side face with her fingertips, and smiled slightly, and her eyebrows became more and more eccentric and bright.
Bright eyes and white teeth, eyebrows as dark as dark as black, red lips, silver-white long hair, like a fiery red shirt.
This is the scenery and this beauty, which is more than just picturesque?
The song is elegant and elegant, and the song is gentle and elegant. He nodded slowly and said, "Chun Song Qiu, this song is suitable for the situation and can be played!"
Ye Qingcheng lowered his head and lowered his eyes, got up and bowed back, retreated to the center of the feast, sat on the ground, his white clothes were like snow piles.
A song without a string, the autumn of Chu songs, the ambitions are high, and the sky is soaring.
The god of zither rises, the long sound falls, and the wind returns.
Everyone's passion was aroused, as if they had returned to their youthful recklessness in an instant, with their great ambitions and the three dreams of spring and autumn.
"May my Lord be at peace, may my Lord be in the autumn, may my Lord be in the east continent dominate."
Ye Qingcheng's voice is cold, and with this passionate tone, people want to mention swords and fight on the battlefield.
At the end of the song, Ye Qingcheng stood up.
"Give him a night zither god." Qingge said, slapped his palms and his eyes were charming, "What a song called Chu Geqiu, it is worthy of being the night zither god of the Fantasy Moon Temple."
"My Lord is happy, which is the joy of Qingcheng." Ye Qingcheng smiled slightly.
The song trembled, and then burst into laughter.
She smiled wildly, hysterically, and showed her snow-white teeth.
Years have passed, and Ye Qingcheng is still as beautiful as ever.
Paranoid as before.
Qingge mentioned giving seats, and the soldiers at the feast looked at Gu Rongzha with hesitation. After Gu Rongzha nodded, he brought a good table and chair, right next to Qingge.
Qingge asked someone to bring tables and chairs, all under her.
On the left, Liu Yan'er was dressed in red and charmingly carrying the waning moon knife, and on the right, Ye Qingcheng was dressed in white and coldly holding Fuxi Qin.
One left and one right, two completely different auras are thunderous, which makes no one dare to disobey!
Gu Rongzha narrowed his eyes, and a soldier walked over and bent down to Gu Rongzha's ear and said something softly.
Gu Rongzha laughed loudly, and after the laughter, he looked at Ye Jingfeng, and pointed his spearhead at Ye Jingfeng, "Zheng Ye, just now, Xiao Jun's army found my Qiankun bracelet from you, you said, if you want
Yes, I give you this, why do you have to... the thief? Why do you have to be the thief?” (To be continued)