Chapter 2346 not occupy a piece of soil after death
Qingge put away the Mingwang sword that landed on the ground, cured Jiang Ling'er and left the black vine space.
Before leaving, when passing through the arch bridge, Qingge saw Mo Yu lying in the river with his naked shoulders and glaring at Qingge.
Qingge: "..." Why did Feng Qi pay back the peach blossom debt? It's so eye-catching!
The songs and chants are all about coloring, and you walk out of the black vine space without looking sideways.
She already has a small moon and must not be flirted with each other.
"What's wrong with being fickle? Little girl, are you willing to sleep with only one man in your life?" Feng Qi sat in the spiritual world with her hands wrapped around her chest.
"It's not me, Ye Yatou, take a look at this prosperous world. Don't hang yourself on a tree. You are a person who can embrace the forest."
Feng Qi kept talking, trying to shake Qingge's will, "Look, so many times, the man you love, the husband you identified, where is the king you firmly believe in, when you are in danger, he
There is no trace. When you are worse than life and death, he does not protect you, and when you are in pain, he does not accompany you. What is the use of such a man? If I want to say, the evil king in the Northern Spirit realm is very
Not bad, you can make wine and have a demeanor. The Qinglian King of the Qinglian clan is better. If you let him recover his memory, wouldn’t you be able to ascend to heaven in one step and become the Queen of Qinglian directly? Why should you suffer such sins and sufferings? Tell me
If you don’t walk the road to heaven, you have to climb up step by step. When you climb up, your skin will be stripped of. If you can make good use of emotional matters, you will become the Gods’ realm tomorrow.
The master.”
Feng Qi never understood.
Why, I have to be sincere about a man whose whereabouts are uncertain.
Qingge was walking on the road of death. Listening to Feng Qi's words without breathing, the smile on Qingge's face gradually disappeared.
Click.
Qingge stepped on a piece of dead tree and sat down on the rock in front of him.
She looked at the dark and dark realm of death and said, "What if there are men in this world who are better, better than him, and more handsome than him, it's not him."
"Why is it him firm?" Feng Qi frowned and thought Qingge was a elm-head.
Qingge smiled bitterly: "Because he is also firmly me, if I am a half-old woman, if I have no beauty, if I am not strong enough, if I am not virtuous and gentle, even if there are many beautiful women in the world, even if there are temptations from the outside world
He will never waver."
What is love?
They are at both ends of the world, the nine levels of heaven and earth, the starting point and end of sentient beings, separated by the vast number of sentient beings, and separated by the distance between heaven and earth, like an insurmountable natural barrier.
They were tempted by each other, with power, status, money, beauty, but their eyes were not squinted, and their hearts were as firm as rocks.
There is only one person in their eyes and in their hearts, and that is each other.
A love, without trust, will be in danger and vulnerable.
On the contrary, if there is trust, the sky is high and the earth is far away, so what?
Of course, it would be really pitiful to believe in the unfaithful person incorrectly.
Feng Qi stopped talking and snorted a few times with her lips pursed and she snorted disdainfully.
Qingge returned to Yeshen Palace and wrote down various refining materials for Wei Bo.
In the entire Night God Palace, only Wei Bo's strength is impeccable.
There may be any abnormal movements in the Four Continents' dynasties. I am afraid that it will not be peaceful when going to Xizhou. She must be prepared to face it calmly.
Qingge gave the list of refining materials written on Wei Bohou and walked to the side hall.
In the side hall, Emperor Changru was unconscious and lying on the bed. You'er sat beside him, holding Emperor Changru's hand, tears filled his eyes and shaking.
Hearing the footsteps, You'er wiped the tears and stood up to greet him, "Master..."
You'er drooped her head, "Has You'er done something wrong... The senior brothers and sisters of the Tiandiyuan died at You'er's hands."
When talking about Tiandiyuan, Qingge's chest suddenly suffocated.
She still remembers the scene of her former senior brothers and sisters, those who enthusiastically supported her, tens of thousands of disciples of the Tiandiyuan, and countless corpses were piled up in blood.
"They are not dead in your hands, don't blame yourself." Qingge rubbed Yuer's head, "Your, you should be happy, you have returned to your teacher."
You'er threw herself into Qingge's arms and suddenly hugged Qingge hard, "But... but the emperor's uncle is going to die."
Qingge looked down at Di Changru and sighed.
On the eighth day of the ninth month, Emperor Changru insisted on going to the southern Sichuan battle platform, and the ending was destined to be death.
That battle accelerated the death rate of Emperor Changru.
Emperor Changru's face turned pale. Under his thin skin, foreign objects raised, not only raised, but also wriggled back and forth.
That was the poison that Emperor Changru had in the Gu Yuan, and the one who moved back and forth was the Gu insect.
"He is not long after his life." Qingge said lightly.
You'er closed her eyes, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she choked.
"Yuer..."
Emperor Changru's dry lips trembled slightly, and he shouted softly at You'er.
You'er opened her eyes, returned to the bed, knelt on the side, and held Di Changru's hand tightly, "Uncle, You'er is here, You'er is here."
Emperor Changru trembled and raised his hand with all his strength, trying to touch You'er's cheek, but he tried his best and had already hung down before touching the girl's cheek.
You'er held Di Changru's hand tightly and pressed it on his face, "Uncle, You'er doesn't want you to die, okay?" You'er begged.
"I won't die... I will always be with you." Di Changru smiled palely.
His hands slowly lowered, his eyes gradually closed, and his body no longer had a vitality.
You'er seemed to notice something, grabbed Emperor Changru and shook it hard, "Uncle, Uncle, Uncle!" One sound was higher than the other, until the last shouting hoarsely.
"Uncle, You'er still wants to marry you, don't die."
"Uncle Emperor, you liar, did you agree to be with me?"
"Uncle Emperor! Wake up, can You'er sing a song for you?"
“…”
You'er buried her face on Di Changru and cried until she couldn't have the strength to fall asleep.
Qingge frowned and saw the corner of the letter in the gap in the cabinet.
Qingge took out a letter, which was the letter of Emperor Changru.
Congratulations to the Eastern Emperor and congratulations to the Eastern Emperor.
The girl’s high position of Emperor Dong of Jin is a happy and congratulatory one. This is a good thing for all ages and is enough to prove that the girl is a hero among women, the heroine Yao and Shun.
As long as there are not many days, the poison has been released. I hope You'er will find a good man in the future and stay with you forever.
After Changru died, he was forced to cremate the Eastern Emperor.
I don’t eat a grain of rice before I die, and I don’t take up a piece of soil after I die.
Long as long as thanks.
May the girl smile in the ninth heaven in the future.
...
Qingge hid the letter in the ring of the space.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm of life, and are inevitable.
She walked out with Jiang Ling'er, who fainted and still had tears on her face.
Wei Bo bowed outside, "Eastern Emperor—"
"Cream the Emperor's Uncle of Jiuzhou, Emperor Changru." Qingge said.
"Yes." Wei Bo immediately arranged the matter.
Qingge hugged Jiang Ling'er and walked out, his eyes becoming more and more intense.
You'er, for the rest of your life, Master will accompany you through the Ninth Heaven.