Qingge collapsed on the bed, feeling weak all over his body, his bones, flesh and blood, and every place was incredibly painful.
The awakening of the elf bloodline is a long process.
During this process, Qingge had to endure thousands of times of pain.
When she heard the door open, even though her body was already limp, she still struggled to get up, supported on the bed, and looked out the door with sharp eyes. Seeing that it was Yan Yu, Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly, turned around
And then fell on the edge of the bed and almost fell down.
Seeing this, Yan Yu rushed over and hurriedly supported Qingge.
Yan Yu took off the golden mask from his face and frowned: "It seems to be even more serious than I thought. In the future, it will only become more and more serious..."
It is hard to imagine how she was so thin and gritted her teeth and persevered.
However, he will accompany her.
Qingge leaned in Yan Yu's arms and saw Yan Yu's arrival, she felt extremely at ease.
He won't harm her.
Yan Yu took out a bottle of light blue potion from his cuff, opened the bottle stopper, and poured the potion into Qingge's mouth. Although Qingge's body pain relieved a little, it was a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause.
This is destined to be a difficult night.
Qingge didn't know what would be waiting for her when the elf's blood was completely awakened.
Yan Yu moved Qingge to the bed, Qingge crossed his legs, Yan Yu sat behind her, and then he saw that Yan Yu's palms were pressed against Qingge's back, and a stream of transparent aura continued.
Teleported to Qingge's body, the extremely pure spiritual energy replaced some pain.
The bed sheets under Qingge were covered in sweat.
Three thousand white hairs are already wet.
In the middle of the night like this, Yan Yu was exhausted and his spiritual energy was overdrawn.
He did this just to make her less uncomfortable.
Qingge knew everything, but she couldn't speak, and all the remaining strength was spent on breathing.
While filling the spiritual energy into Qingge's body, Yan Yu said, "Take the medicine and wait until the pain passes, you can have a good sleep."
Qingge's eyes drooped slightly and her body drooped. If Yan Yu hadn't supported him with spiritual energy, she would have been afraid that she would have fallen long ago.
Hazy, like clouds and fog, Qingge seemed to see a man wearing a red robe with strange eyes running wildly on the sea. The scarlet moon became his foil. The moment he raised his long arms, the demons and beasts were banishing.
The land shouted long live my king, and the dense pirates crawled on the ship.
Finally, the man turned back in the expectation of Qingge.
The fog spreads like a swamp demon, spreading wildly.
However, when Qingge saw the man's face, her heart seemed to be thrown into a meat grinder, and her soul trembled violently.
Yes, she saw Xun Wulei's face, black hair, gradually turning red, and her blood-like eyes were like a demon Shura, staring at her tightly.
Qingge felt suffocated.
Looking for tears is her nightmare.
Like a maggot on the tarsal bone, she was entangled with her endlessly.
Qingge fell into a deep sleep and fell into a nightmare.
Outside the house, there are lanterns not far away.
A man walked out by the river.
Bai Meier waved her jade hand and all the lanterns were rolled up by spiritual energy.
When her hands clenched into fists, the sharp blade of spiritual energy, like a knife or a sword, strangled the colorful lanterns into powder and scattered.
She walked to the side of the Liuxi River in the dawn and the gentle breeze.
Bai Meier looked down at herself reflected on the riverside, raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, "It's so beautiful..."
At this time, Qingge fell on the bed after experiencing severe pain.
Yan Yu's face was pale, and he shook his head helplessly and put on the golden mask again.
Yan Yu walked to the cabinet, opened it, and took out two brocade quilts again, which were used to cushions and covers them.
After covering Qingge with the brocade quilt, Yan Yu looked at the sleeping woman with a lot of heartache.
How many disasters will she have to go through before she can last forever?
Yan Yu stood in front of the window and looked at the view outside the window.
He always remembered that when he was very young, Yan Bitong treated him so well. Unfortunately, Yan Bitong cut off all relationships with his grandfather. When he learned from others that Yan Bitong was pregnant, he secretly ran out.
A man crossed mountains and rivers, went to Ye Mansion and found Yan Bitong.
Yan Bitong looked at him in surprise.
At that time, his face was covered in dirt, and he carefully raised his hand and placed it on Yan Bitong's slightly raised belly. His eyes were shining like stars, shining with light.
He asked, "Is sister here?"
Yan Bitong replied: "Yes, my sister is still young, Xiaozhuo must protect her in the future."
Xiao Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
From that moment on, he remembered this man named Ye Qingge.
He wants to protect her.
In front of the window, Yan Yu came to his senses.
He turned his head and looked at the woman on the bed.
Qingge's face was a little rosy, and every time she experienced a full moon night, her body would change a little.
Her face was stunning and witchy.
Yan Yu withdrew his gaze and jumped out of the window.
He headed towards Luohua City.
Not long after, Qingge finally woke up with a split headache. She frowned, as if she remembered something. Qingge looked around but did not see Yan Yu.
Finally, Qingge looked at the shaking window and was dazed.
A knock on the door sounded.
"Come in." Qingge said.
Bai Meier pushed open the door, walked in, holding breakfast in her hand.
Qingge glanced at her faintly.
Bai Meier was sharp-eyed and found that there were two more brocade quilts on the bed, and Qingge's face was not right.
Snow-white hair, semi-wet, messy.
It looks like a joyful thing...
Bai Meier couldn't help but think too much.
"What are you looking at?" Qingge's voice brought Bai Meier back to her senses.
Bai Meier smiled embarrassedly and placed the wooden plate on the table, "King, this is the porridge I made with my own hands, you can drink it."
"I understand, let it go." Qingge said.
Last night, Bai Meier's behavior was very abnormal.
Although she was in pain, her rationality was still there.
She didn't want Bai Hon Hai's flesh and blood to be left homeless, but, the premise is that this person is really Bai Meier.
"Mei'er retreats first."
Bai Meier also realized that she was too anxious and showed her flaws and hurriedly left.
Qingge nodded and Bai Meier left.
Qingge looked at Bai Meier's figure, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
If Bai Meier is indeed a descendant of Bai Hon Hai, she will definitely allow Bai Meier to enjoy endless wealth and glory.
Of course, if not...
Qingge had a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of her mouth.
In terms of cruelty, she is not inferior to anyone.
Qingge walked out of bed, took a shower, changed out of her long gown, and drank the porridge made by Bai Meier.
After a moment, the gauze demon came.
Seeing Qingge safe and sound, Qinggao Yao breathed.
All night last night, she tossed and turned, and her mind was filled with Ye Qingge.
"The scenery nearby is nice. I'll take you to see it later?" The shisha demon was very smart and did not mention the elves.
She knew that everyone had secrets.
She didn't want to peek into Ye Qingge's secrets.
No matter what race Ye Qingge comes from, it cannot be changed. She is the fact that Ye Qingge is.
"Okay." Qingge said.
Just then, a noisy sound came outside.
A disciple from Tiandi Academy ran over and shouted, "Elder Ye, it's not good, something happened."
Qingge and Qingsha Yao looked at each other and stood up at the same time. (To be continued)