The elders of the seven clans rushed over, and the elders of the three clans were obviously not his opponent when they tried their best. They were defeated in one flash.
The old man of the seven clans rushed up angry flames and surged. When he felt the breath of the dead bone puppet, he wanted to swallow Ye Ge alive.
The Lingye Wolf is not a divine beast that shocked the thousands of clans. It was a super divine beast. After practicing for tens of thousands of years, its strength was only recognized by the elders of the seven clans.
The elders of the seven clans depend on each other for life, more because the elders of the Lingye Wolf were left behind by their beloved wife.
His wife was virtuous, elegant and kind-hearted. That year, she passed by Yanbei and picked up a frozen little wolf.
From then on, the little wolf accompanied his wife. When his wife died, the Lingyelang was sad for several years.
The Lingye Wolf curls up next to the grave every night. For thousands of years, the elders of the seven clans often sit in front of the grave and express their thoughts.
Sometimes, he would smile and say: Look, the little wolf has lost weight again...
After Qingge's reminder, the old men of the seven clans knew that the little wolf was killed by the dead bone puppet.
When he discovered that the dead bone puppet came from Ye Ge, the old man of the seven clans was full of thought and suddenly came up with a reasonable explanation.
Dongling Cod has a special liking for Miss Ji. Previously, Ling Yelang bit Ye Ge's leg, and he couldn't help but think that Ye Ge, a jealous woman, used a trick of killing two birds with one stone.
The seventh clan elder stepped on the head of the three clan elders. The force of this kick almost caused the three clan elders to have a concussion.
At the same time, the elders of the seven clans were like a fierce and straight sword, holding two terrifying scimitars in their hands, aiming at Ye Ge's Tianlinggu.
In the old man's turbid eyes, there was a tumultuous anger and four-nine light.
At the critical moment, Sui Linggui stepped forward and faced the elders of the seven clans, and barely saved Ye Ge's life from two scimitars.
The seven clans were in a hurry and were horrified. Ye Ge was so scared that his legs were weak and weak, and he looked at the seven clans in fear.
"Class leader!" The seven clan elders stared at Sui Linggui and shouted coldly.
Sui Linggui had a friendship with the Seven Clans for tens of thousands of years, and his strength was no worse than that of the Seven Clans. She looked at the distorted and ferocious Seven Clans, and knew that the death of Lingye Wolf would make the Seven Clans lose their minds.
Sui Linggui sighed lightly and said, "There is a little prince in her belly."
Ye Ge suddenly reacted like a sudden enlightenment, moved his body and hid behind Sui Linggui, not daring to look at the elders of the seven clans.
"Little Prince?" The old man from the seven clans sneered, "This bitch is also worthy of the blood of my Qinglian royal family? Her child is worthy of being the little prince? What's wrong with me killing her? My king is in a young age,
So what if you are strong and strong, you are the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards? If you want orthodox bloodlines and want to have a lot of children and grandchildren, isn’t it easy to do? Li Biao keeps a dead bone puppet in a captive manner, which is a serious crime, and the crime cannot be forgiven. My clan is too
The purpose of the clan: the emperor violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people, not to mention that she is a bitch who cannot enter the elegant hall? Lingyelang is the favorite of the old husband's deceased wife. She became jealous and killed me and loved pets, and framed Ji Meili. This is
The sin of injustice, the sin of jealousy!”
The old characters of the seven clans are like rolling thunder, and their momentum is as majestic as a mountain, with sounds soaring into the sky, burning anger and murderous aura.
Ye Ge was so scared that she was hiding behind Li Cuihua, her legs were weak, her shoulders trembled, and she kept crying.
The three-horse elders who were trampled by the seven clans, rubbed their heads, gritted their teeth, looked at Ye Ge, and said, "How can the quasi-grand queen be in Qinglian without power, so how can she touch the dead bone puppet? This matter still needs to be
Think twice.”
"No power or power? This is her business. What shameful things did she do? Do I still need to find a reason for her?"
After the old saying of the Seven Clans, they played with two scimitars and pressed against Ye Song step by step.
Sui Linggui frowned, stood in front of Ye Ge, and sighed: "Seven Olds, the death of Lingye Wolf, I know that your anger has nowhere to vent. This matter needs to be discussed for a long time. That is, if you have anger, you have to vent.
, It’s not possible at this time, the little prince is so innocent..."
"Class leader, do you let it go?" The old man of the seven clan blushed. His posture was like Sui Ling returning and fighting for his life.
Sui Ling is the leader of a clan after all. He has been practicing for thousands of years and has long been a human spirit, and has the majesty of the leader of the Qinglian clan.
"Seventh Old Man, do you want to be the one who is in trouble?" Sui Linggui lowered his voice.
"Captain, do you think I dare not?" The seven clan elder smiled coldly and said contemptuously: "At worst, I don't want this life."
The atmosphere was tense and condensed for a moment, and the thousands of tribes looked at each other, which was extremely surprised.
Qingge looked at the elders of the seven clans and frowned. She was planning to fight to the death. Even if the elders of the seven clans were desperate, they would kill Ye Ge.
However, Sui Linggui was a stumbling block. It was not a good thing that the elders of the seven clans challenged Sui Linggui's majesty again and again.
Qingge's eyes turned and fell on Ye Ge.
Ye Ge's face was filled with tears, pitiful, and his bright red robe was already in a mess.
Qingge smiled coldly, turned to look at the goddess. The goddess understood the gods and lowered her voice: "It's here."
"I have heard of the style of King Qinglian today. I will see you today. Congratulations to King Qinglian for having a prince and having a beautiful woman!"
A sudden sound broke the awkward atmosphere in the martial arts stadium. The sound seemed to be breathing, and it was obvious that it was coming on the way.
Hearing the familiar voice, Qingge's brows stretched out, and her red lips were filled with a smile.
"ah……"
Ye Ge screamed in dismay and fell to the ground.
Sui Ling was confused and picked up Ye Ge and looked down at the place where Ye Ge was just now, there was a pool of blood on the ground.
Sui Linggui's heart was half cold. Seeing that the seven clan elders were still standing in front of him, Sui Linggui whispered angrily: "If something happens to the little prince, the seven clan elders, the clan leader will never forgive you!"
"Doctor! Please come quickly!" Sui Linggui shouted.
The old master of the seven clan wants to penetrate Ye Ge's Tianlinggu, and the spirit of Sui Linggui is very powerful, "This is the blood of my ancient royal family. Seven old masters, let alone what Qinglian treats you, what Taizu treats you? Grandpa treats you
How do you? This is how you give back to their descendants? Seven Olds, where is your conscience!"
The reason of the seven clans was recovered with angrily shouting. Not to mention Ye Ge, the children in her belly were royal blood and descendants of the Tai clan.
The old man of the seven clans was squeezing his anger in his throat. He put away his two scimitars and planned to settle the score later.
"Where are the doctors? Where are the doctors? Are they all dead?" Sui Linggui was angry.
Ye Ge was crying in Sui Linggui's arms, covering his lower abdomen so much that he was about to lose consciousness.
"What's wrong with her?" asked the goddess.
"A month and a half, the fetus was forced to be pregnant for three months. The fetal energy was supported by drugs, and her mood rose and fell sharply. With the fall in front of the palace, the fetus would probably not be able to be preserved."
Qingge held the little white cat and sat lazily on the chair, narrowing her beautiful eyes, like an outsider, watching the farce coldly.
What a clean person in Dongling Cod, how could Li Cuihua get rid of the tragic young master?
The goddess looked at Qingge's sneer on the corner of her lips and shuddered... (To be continued)