Qingge got up and walked out, opened the door of the palace. Fenque was a little weak, and was covered in dust. He still wore a black cloak on his head, covering his eyes and eyes. He looked around. The maids and guards were all concerned about Xisu Palace, and no one paid attention to it.
Fenque took out a delicately packaged brocade box from his sleeve and stuffed it into the singer. His voice was a little hoarse: "The antidote is here, I will find a way to lock the dragon chain as soon as possible, so that you can leave the place of failure early."
Qingge's eyes flashed, and a warm current slid across her heart, "How is Lan Wu?"
When talking about Lan Wu, Fenque showed sad expression on his face. He saw him sighing, lower his head, pondering for a long time, Fenque barely spoke, and said, "Life is hanging on a thread, life or death, it is still hard to say. A Chen doesn't know what happened, it's extremely painful. Wuxin and the Queen of the Far North are here. You are in danger. But if this happens, Lan Wuxin has no time to deal with you, so you can do it yourself."
Under the cloak, weak laughter came.
Fenque patted Qingge's shoulder as if comforting, turned around and walked into the night, and disappeared quickly.
Qingge stood in front of the door, but had not come back to his senses for a long time. He stared at the direction where Fenque disappeared. After a while, Qingge collapsed and sat on the threshold, looking at the brocade box holding in her palm. She untied the silk and opened the brocade box. There was a shiny scarlet pill lying quietly inside. The pill was very big, like a piece of glass jade, and the light was flowing.
Qingge closed the brocade box and put it in the space bag.
Now, she is a landlord, with a purse full of ninety million spiritual energy pills in the space bag. Even if she uses these ninety million spiritual energy pills, she can kill people.
Tonight, the moon was beautiful, and the bright silver light fell on her slightly pale face, revealing a little tenderness. She looked up at the bright moon, hanging like a sickle in the dark blue sky.
In the dark, a figure came.
The man stood not far away and stared at her.
The night was rich, covering his outline, only half of his handsome face was revealed.
It's worry-free.
Wuyou's face was pale and thin, as if it was a thin willow by the river, and it fell down as soon as the wind blew.
The gauze demon stood behind Wuyou and saw the woman sitting on the threshold from afar.
The woman was barefoot, like a jadeite, with a dragon chain hanging on her ankle, leaning against the lintel, looking up at the dark stars, and didn't know what she was thinking. Her clothes were light and a cold wind came over, and she frowned.
The demon of Qingyao was slightly supported by Wuyou, and Wuyou's health was also very poor. However, Wuyou insisted on coming to see Qingge. She and Fuxi found out the news that the floating habitat was in chaos at night, and it seemed that something had happened. They walked in while the chaos was in trouble, and Fuxi was outside to catch the wind.
The shiwei looked at Qingge, feeling very worried.
She knew that Qingge was not doing well here at all.
Wuyou lowered his eyebrows and turned around.
"Let's go." The man said.
"Yes." The shisha demon helped Wuyou away.
At least for now, just take a look.
The floating habitat is also considered a dragon's and tiger's den. If they are not fully sure, they will never act rashly.
Moreover, they all knew Qingge's personality, with ice valleys, swords, fire and seas, and floating habitats were full of dangers, so Qingge naturally did not want them to get involved in this matter.
Wuyou's eyes were a little scarlet, his hands were clenched into fists, and even his breathing began to be rapid, like a wild beast roaring in anger.
Mei Qingchen!
Mei Qingchen!
He dared to treat her like this!
He dares, too!
The Qingsha Demon and Wuyou walked out of the floating habitat and met Fuxi outside. Fuxi saw the Qingsha Demons from afar. They found something wrong with Wuyou, so they hurried over and asked, "How is it, have you seen your sister?"
"See." The shiwei nodded.
At this moment, Wuyou fell down, but fortunately he supported Wuyou with his hands on the ground, and the gauze demon quickly supported Wuyou.
Wuyou's body trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Sir Holy Beast?" Fuxi asked anxiously.
Wuyou closed his eyes, shook his head, and stood up with difficulty. After a moment, Wuyou's eyes turned black and he completely fainted. The gauze demon supported Wuyou and his dark eyebrows frowned.
"How are you doing with your sister? What did Lord Holy Beast see in the floating habitat?" Fu Xi asked keenly.
The sage demon pursed his lips and then said everything he had just seen.
Fuxi was furious and his eyes were sharp, "I want to kill this bastard Mei Qingchen!"
It seems to be born for killing, the child's eyes shine with the light of stars, and thousands of stars turn into swords.
He, who should have been innocent, also wishes to cross thousands of mountains and fall into the gate of hell.
The gauze demon was stunned, and then smiled slightly.
At the same time, she was relieved. It was great that so many people cared about Ye Qingge. Maybe this is the difference between her and Ye Qingge.
Once upon a time, she thought that Ye Qingge and she were the same kind of people. Gradually, she discovered that there was only one Ye Qingge in this world, and no one could live out her wonderful life.
Qingsha Yao and Fuxi helped Wuyou walk onto the carriage and return to the inn.
Qingge was still sitting in front of the palace gate, and suddenly, she blinked.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but just now, she seemed to see Wuyou.
Qingge smiled bitterly and shook her head. She was really locked up and would have hallucinations.
After getting the second antidote, Qingge was very relaxed, just for a short three days, it would be fine.
In the middle of the night, Qingge was a little tired. She stood up and found that her legs and feet were starting to numb. Qingge hammered her thighs.
The moment he stood up, a strong wind blew up, and a scarlet chariot swept across the sky. Four graceful women with veils on each side were standing in the chariot. On the chariot, blood gauze flew, revealing a demonic and evil face.
Ming Qianxue!
Qingge's eyes suddenly tightened.
It is definitely not a good thing that Ming Qianjue appears at this time.
Since Ming Qianjue's death and resurrection in the West Sea, Qingge has never been able to figure out him anyway.
Ming Qianjue sat on the chariot, looking down at Qingge, his eyes filled with pity.
That feeling is like a glamorous superior, passing through the alley, meeting a hungry and cold homeless man, and rewarding a few broken silver.
Qingge's face did not change, and he glanced at Ming Qianjue coldly.
"Qingge."
Ming Qianjue called her name intimately, and the past seemed to have disappeared.
Qingge didn't know what medicine was selling in Ming Qianjue's gourd, and wrapped his hands around his chest and raised his jaw slightly.
She sneered and said, "The Lord of the Underworld is here, it's a long time to welcome you."
"You and I have been old friends for many years, and I don't say so many polite words." Ming Qianjue said: "You are trapped in the floating habitat and are powerless. The blood clan Lan has no intention to come here, which is not good for you. With your strength, you cannot break free from the dragon lock chain. If you cooperate with me, I am willing to help you overcome the difficulties."
Ming Qianjue said it seriously.
When Qingge listened, she just thought it was ridiculous.
Qingge held the door lintel and smiled exaggeratedly.
Ming Qianjue looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes. (To be continued)