That day, after Qingge opened the eighth stone pillar, Elder Yu said this and the soldiers of the massacre army immediately became excited.
Their little master is back!
Waste? Who is proud of Beiyue with amazing posture?
Ugly girl? The scar no longer fades away, how beautiful it is.
Qingge's mood seemed to be a little heavy when the rainy night was exaggerated. Perhaps it was because he heard Elder Yu talk about the past, and it seemed that a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, making it difficult to breathe.
"Are all the people in the massacre army here?" Qingge asked.
"Everything is here." Elder Yu said: "There are 30,000 massacre troops, five spiritual masters, five hundred of them above the eighth level of the innate level, and the rest of the lowest strength have the fifth level of the innate level..."
Qingge was shocked. Even in Beiyue, it seemed that only Ye Qingtian was the spiritual master. Of course, there might be spiritual masters under the command of Beiyue Emperor, but Qingge dared to say that there were definitely not many.
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But in the 30,000 massacre army, there were actually five spiritual masters. Not only that, there were five hundred innate eighth level cultivators. The remaining 29,000 are not less than the innate fifth level. Such an iron cavalry
The team is invincible and invincible. As long as someone gives the order, why worry about the Northern Moon Dynasty?
"If you just want to overthrow Emperor Beiyue, why do you insist on waiting for me? Grandpa will still be re-entered?"
Qingge expressed his doubts, "But since you have heard my father's last last words and orders, why do you still have to wait for me? Are you trying to kill Emperor Beiyue to avenge your father? Didn't you say that the military order is like a mountain? Can I change you
Military order?”
Elder Yu said: "The Ye family is behind Elder Ye, which has a huge and rich heritage. Elder Ye is not the kind of person who traps the entire Ye family in water and fire for his own selfishness. We are indeed ordered by the general, but the little master
He is the general's widow, and his only bloodline. As long as the little master gave the order, he led the massacre army to charge and attack him Beiyue, the massacre army would not violate the general's words."
She is Ye Jingfeng's daughter.
Ye Jingfeng is not here, her words are an order, which is equivalent to Ye Jingfeng's rebirth, that's that simple.
The people from the Massacre Army were all stubborn men and did not know how to turn the corner. Even if Ye Jingfeng died, they would listen to what he said.
Although they have grudges in their hearts, they will not be blindly impulsive. They have a hint of stubbornness in their hearts, waiting for someone to cut off this stubbornness.
That person is...
Night Qingge!
Qingge is now so old that they have been waiting for many years. The people who were in their prime at that time have turned white now. What remains unchanged is that their bloody murderous intention is the same as sixteen years ago.
They really wanted to go to the nine-level palace, stand in the court, hold swords, guns, swords and halberds, and ask the King of Beiyue with a righteous spirit.
Is this emperor's throne still safe?
After a long time, a sigh melted in the rainy night.
Elder Yu turned around, his back was hunched, and he walked towards Gong Yu behind the crystal pillar, "Five spiritual generals and five hundred generals are all waiting for you in the hall. Please, my little master."
Qingge followed Elder Yu, and was shocked deep in her heart. She was a cold outside and hot inside. She occupied this body and her soul was melted into her bones. She regarded Ye Qingtian as her only grandfather, and for the dead father.
It's both respect and a pity. When she heard Elder Yu's heartfelt words, there seemed to be a burning flame in her chest, her tendons and veins, and bloodthirsty factors were ready to move. Killing in troubled times seemed to be her final destination.
One battlefield after another is her yearning and passion for the world.
There is an underground palace within the palace.
Qingge and Elder Yu walked into the closed hut made of crystal stones together. The hut fell sharply and was extremely fast.
When the crystal stone house fell to the ground, the stone door opened up, Qingge stood behind Elder Yu, raised his cold eyes and looked forward, murderous aura strangled wildly in the air, and five hundred and five soldiers stood in an orderly manner
He looked ahead with his head held high and his chest, and his waist was covered with big swords and long swords, wearing black gold dragon scale armor, and wearing demon cloud cloak. He was solemn and upright, with a vast and harsh sound like the wind.
These warriors, led by five spiritual masters, had nothing else in their eyes except for fighting spirit and murderous aura.
They are all true men who stand tall!
Elder Yu walked to the five spiritual masters and said, "The little master is here."
Turning around, more than 500 people knelt on one knee with uniform movements. The moment his knee touched the ground, the world seemed to tremble. It was not a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, but the soldiers who fought bloodyly back then.
A sincere heart.
Everyone clasped their fists with their hands, as if a shout sounded.
"I swear to chase my little master to the death, go to heaven and earth, and still don't regret it."
In the underground palace, more than 500 soldiers and an old man spoke in unison.
The sound resounded through the sky, like a thunder rolling on the top of the clouds, breaking through the clouds at any time, turning the world upside down. Who dares to be arrogant and unrestrained in the rivers of thousands of miles?
Qingge's fingertips were chilling, but her hands were tightly clutching. She looked at the soldiers and her chest was filled with blood.
She knew that this was a mission she could not refuse!
"Life and death are shared, good and misfortune are dependent on each other, I am with you."
The girl's cold voice resounded in every corner of the underground palace. The bright night pearls were floating above the underground palace. The hall was as bright as day, like a sacred place that was hard to find in the world.
Everyone looked at the only girl, with bloody clothes as fire, white hair and black eyes, and her temperament was extraordinary and natural. Even in front of the soldiers of the three armies, her majestic and awe-inspiring aura was not inferior to anyone, and she was calm and calm and happy to watch the moon in the garden.
, How many people are in the world with such a human figure?
Qingge walked forward, helped Elder Yu up again, and said softly: "I am not a little master, but just a posthumous son of your former leader. If you want to do anything, as long as I can, I will do everything.
All your strength will never be refusing to die.”
Qingge said this sincerely without any falsehood.
She admired the wait for these passionate warriors for sixteen years. They could do this sincerely for her father, so she naturally could not be weak.
Life and death are robbed, and the storm is everywhere. How can the world be peaceful? It only seems that there is no smoke of gunpowder.
More than 500 soldiers behind Elder Yu also stood up together, looking at the girl's pupils, there was only surrender and passion, and there was no other intention.
Before Qingge came, some people might think in their hearts, can a woman understand their ambitions?
But when the girl walked in with a bloody clothes, she remained silent and as calm as snow. Wherever her eyes passed, there was a three-foot-long ice, and no one dared to say anything.
She was also a life-threatening mercenary. Although she did not kill many people, her life was once more dangerous than them. They were for the sake of inner faith and a loyal and patriotic heart. But she was different. She was abandoned by others.