Jiuci looked at Dongfang Po with a fearful look for the pervert, and was speechless.
The goddess smiled slightly, "Miss Ye, let's go to Qinglian tomorrow morning."
"You two girls are here? How can I rest assured..." Jiuci frowned.
Yan Yu was puzzled, "Why do you want to go to Qinglian?"
"Go and see Dongling."
Qingge said it lightly.
Dongling...
Yan Yu suddenly thought that the ancient Dongling clan was the royal race of Qinglian.
Dongling Cod...
Yan Yu can never forget the man with melancholy eyes.
However, Yan Yu thought he had completely passed away, but he never thought about it.
Yan Yu looked at the door of the room where Yan Bitong was located, and suddenly showed a warm smile.
Things in the world are always so unpredictable.
...
That night, Qingge slept with Yan Bitong in her arms.
In front of Yan Bitong, she was not the Emperor of Dongzhou or the King of Four Stars, but just a girl who needed warmth.
This moment of warmth is enough to allow her to last for half a lifetime of storms.
Dongfang Po lay in the quilt after washing up, and didn't know what he thought of, two nosebleeds flowed out.
Jiuci sat on the eaves, the old god was there, and occasionally groaned, and didn't know what was angry.
The goddess lives in the palace of Goddess, in a lonely and deserted palace. The goddess has naked feet, holds a scepter, scatters with long light green hair, and an elegant and gentle smile appears on her face.
The goddess stood in the palace, raised her head, and looked at the sparse stars through the opening in the center of the palace.
The beautiful eyes reflect the light of the stars, which looks particularly sacred and noble.
The smile on the corners of the lips became stronger and stronger.
At this moment, no one knew what those beautiful eyes saw and what the heart was thinking.
Her innate arrogance and nobility are enough to make her extraordinary.
The next day, early morning.
Qingge woke up from Yan Bitong's arms reluctantly, and his little head rubbed against Yan Bitong's arms, rubbing his silver hair all over his head.
Qingge's eyes were a little sad, so she poked her head out of the quilt, then retracted it back into the quilt, nestled in Yan Bitong's arms, hugging Yan Bitong tightly.
Yan Bitong opened her eyes and looked at Qingge with a funny look. It turns out... she is still a child...
Yan Bitong rubbed Qingge's head, "Mom is waiting for you to come back."
"Mom..."
Qingge held Yan Bitong's hand, as if he had to speak thousands of words as if he wanted to speak as he was as if he was stuck in his throat and could not speak. In the end, he just looked at Yan Bitong silently.
Qingge kissed Yan Bitong's cheek quickly and quickly, and then turned into a ray of light and shadow and flew out.
"Mom must wait for me."
After Qingge finished speaking, he went to find the goddess.
Thousands of tribes above the Nine Realms will produce different teleportation platforms based on the clan's strength.
The teleportation platform of the elves is at the center of Shenyuedu. After Qingge explained some things to Dongfang, he said goodbye to Jiuci and Yan Yu, and then took the ancient deer carriage with the goddess to the teleportation platform.
The Qinglian Clan engagement banquet, the Qiankun Banquet, and the Elf Clan’s special mission to go there, which also symbolizes the status of the Goddess in the Elf Clan.
The ancient deer carriage was parked at the teleportation platform. As soon as the goddess got off the carriage, she saw the elves gathered around her, shouting the name of the goddess.
The Red Flame Spirit Girl and the Elf Goddess all symbolize the faith of the Divine Moon Capital.
The elves looked at the goddess from afar, and the fanaticism in their eyes made Qingge slightly stunned.
After all, he is the candidate for the Youth Queen...
As far as she knows, once the goddess becomes a green girl, the elves can become the king of the thousand clans.
In the earliest period, when the three tribes of gods, immortals and emperors stood up, it was called the Kaitian Age.
Later, the era of unification, the era of capitulation, the era of becoming kings...
The era of Fengtian was the era where Jiuniang was.
In that era, women had to cut off their dantian as soon as they were born and could not practice forever.
Once a woman is discovered to be practicing, the entire clan will be killed.
It was a chaotic world...
The Fire Bird was in the era of becoming kings.
After the era of becoming a king, it experienced an era of hundreds of ghosts.
In that era, the dark master unified the world, and the spiritual masters and spiritual masters became slaves.
At that time, spiritual masters and spiritual masters were despised.
Later on, it is the Age of the Gods, which is the Age of Fengqi outside the city.
A woman, a queen, symbolizes an era.
After staying in the elves for several days, Qingge realized that it was a new era.
Age of heroes.
As the times change, the cultivation of civilization will rise step by step.
The so-called cultivation of civilization is composed of multiple elements.
For example, the cultivation civilization of the lower continent is relatively poor. A strong man from the lower continent and a child from the higher plane can solve it with one hand.
The impact of practicing civilization is great. If you put in the same effort, you can reach different peaks in different planes.
...
The goddess and Qingge walked onto the cultivation stage.
The elves looked at Qingge's eyes, which were difficult to express in words.
Some are curious or disdainful, but not too much hostility.
After all, she saved Lord Chi Yan.
There are also some elves, especially curious about why a human woman looks more like a elves.
According to the records of classics, the human race and the thousands of races are the ugliest and the most cunning, no doubt about it.
Faced with these sights, Qingge was expressionless from beginning to end, her eyes were cold, and those contempt and disdain could not arouse the ripples in her heart.
"Goddess, Miss Ji..." The old elf guarding the teleportation platform bent down towards the two.
"Are you ready to go to Qinglian's teleportation array?" asked the goddess.
"It's ready, just wait for the two masters to come." The old man said warmly.
The goddess smiled, turned her head and looked at Qingge, Qingge nodded, and then stepped on the teleportation array together.
The smoke-blue formation covers a huge teleportation platform, and the light of the formation rotates rapidly until it is impossible to see the figure inside the formation clearly.
Qingge only felt the sky in front of her eyes spinning, covering layer after layer of smoke and cyan fog, covering her sight.
In the dark, someone held her hand.
Qingge turned his head, and the goddess smiled at her in the extremely gorgeous holy light, "The formation teleportation takes some time. The formation fluctuates greatly, so please be careful, girl."
"Don't worry about the goddess." Qingge looked at the hand being held lightly.
"Miss Ye, do you want to go to the immortal world?" asked the goddess.
"think."
"Pursuing the peak of martial arts?"
"No... it's looking for a lost lover."
"Your husband is in the world of immortality?" asked the goddess again.
Qingge nodded.
The goddess pondered for a moment and said, "The girl is friends with me, hoping that after I can live forever, I can find your husband."
“There is a reason.”
"Miss Night doesn't hide it?"
"Why should you hide it? That's the truth."
“…”
During the conversation, the green light floated, and the light of the formation suddenly changed drastically, and the wind blew everywhere, lifting up their skirts.
The next moment, on the Qinglian teleportation platform, on the light and wind, the figures of Qingge and the goddess appeared.
The goddess wore a green mountain, tied a black fox cloak, wore a vine crown, and had long sleeves. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and her face was indifferent.
Qingge wore an ink suit, with silver hair and black eyes, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a faint light flowed in her eyes. (To be continued)