In the seven kings' mansion, there were winds and cranes and cranes, and all the plants and trees were soldiers.
Tensional atmosphere.
Feng Qi looked at Qingge, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
The world says that the blood demon is like a ghost, and it cannot be stopped. Only Ye Qingge can overcome difficulties with strong will under the evil spirit of the blood demon.
Qingge looked at Lin Zhuchong not far away. Lin Zhuchong's spine was cold, and he felt that the woman's vision was too strange and cold, like a burning fire. Lin Zhuchong did not dare to look at him.
"Husband, Thousand Poisonous Plague..." Yun Shuishui frowned: "Or, detain Ye Qingge first, and then notify the demon god, Qingdi?"
The master of reincarnation stood still, looking at Fengqi with complicated eyes.
She has never seen her for thousands of years and she has already hated her to the core.
When I was young, I was afraid I would never go back.
From fighting side by side to the momentum of today, it only takes ten thousand years.
The Master of Reincarnation smiled bitterly.
On the other side, Dongfang Po walked hurriedly, grabbed Qingge's wrist through her sleeve, and carefully observed Qingge's physical condition.
"How?" Jiuci asked.
After these days, I don’t say anything about it, Dongfang Po’s nine medical words are recognized.
Dongfang Po closed his eyes and looked full of pain: "It's a thousand poisonous plague, it's true."
"How could it be?" Jiuci staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with incredible shock.
Qingge quickly pulled his hand back with a cold look on his face: "Doctor Dongfang is not afraid of being infected by the plague?"
"How is it terrible for doctors to save the world and save people?" Dongfang Po rarely has a serious thought.
Qingge raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand forward. He saw the Mingwang Knife that had just fallen to the ground, and in an instant he returned to Qingge's hand.
Qingge held the Mingwang knife, walked to the wine table, and sat down calmly.
Pour a pot of fine wine, suck it up and drink it with pain, the mellow fragrance leaves your lips, and enjoy the joy.
I don’t know when I will develop the habit, no matter how hard, tired or sad it is, I can fight for another five hundred years with a sip of strong wine.
"Ye Qingge!" Yun Shuishui shouted sternly.
It is hard to imagine that in the face of the pressure of the strong man of immortality and the endless disasters brought by the Thousand Poisonous Plague, Ye Qingge not only is he not afraid, but he also has the leisure and elegant drinking?
At this moment, Xuanyuan Lin walked out of Bitong Villa, and the sword and jade pendants on his waist walked and collided with each other, making a pleasant sound.
"Lin'er? Where is the princess?" The seventh princess came quietly, came over and asked in a low voice.
"The princess is tired." Xuanyuan Lin said.
"Ye Qingge is infected with the Thousand Poisonous Plague." The Seventh Princess whispered.
"Yun Shen is a good method." Xuanyuan Lin chuckled and looked at Qingge sitting at the wine table with a ferocious face.
Xuanyuan Lin took a deep breath, then walked to Master Cangrily, bent his legs and knelt down suddenly.
Xuanyuan Lin looked eagerly and looked up at Master Reincarnation. Every word was firm and sincere: "The God of Reincarnation is the terrible plague of thousands of poisons and plagues in the world. If you stop and stop, you will suffer from chaos. If you miss the most false opportunity, you are afraid...
Our clan will never be reborn."
Hearing this, Master Reincarnation glanced at Qingge.
The woman was wearing blood clothes and sat at the table, with a graceful body, a white wrist, a slender and tender trouser, and a wine pot in her jade hand.
A pot of wine was sprayed on her face, and she became a world of her own, chatting and laughing, drinking strong wine without fear of the coming bloody storm.
For thousands of years, Master Reincarnation has seen many peerless women. If you talk about drinking, you should be Fengqi, which was ten thousand years ago.
Drinking on the water, whistling at the moon, a pot of wine, a city, and the arrows under the bow never leave anyone behind!
This is the phoenix.
That year, when the soldiers were at the city, Feng Qi stood alone on the ancient city wall, next to the bright red swaying flag, saying: A glass of wine, one hundred thousand people!
In the time of a glass of wine, hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out.
Let’s talk about the snow girl. In the snow covered in silver, the snow girl’s ice skin and jade bones, her eyebrows and hair are covered with white frost.
She stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain with her feet naked, and a sip of wine entered her stomach, smiling slightly: Buddha and demon flowers on both sides, my heart can go to the world and the earth, and can pass the gods into demons...
Her laughter sounded nice, like pearls and jade falling on the ice ground, golden rings colliding, clear and pretty.
As for the clouds and waters, there is no arrogance of the snow girl or the strength of the phoenix, but it has a unique flavor.
Yunshui will get drunk. When you are slightly drunk, you will pounce on Master Reincarnation's arms in the cold night, and your eyes will be red and you will express your deep affection.
Perhaps, if you can't control it for a moment, you will have to repay it for a lifetime.
Yun Shuishui said: "Brother Huan Reincarnation, I don't seek fame or status, I just want to be by your side."
The most primitive impulse of the human race is the wild beasts, and even the gentleman is the gentleman, it cannot resist the elf beauty who throws her arms.
Sleeping alone does not necessarily mean loving her, it is just that impulse and heat cannot be extinguished.
Most men will sympathize with women who need protection, but forget that those girls who dare to challenge the world will be crushed by the world even if their bodies are covered by iron walls.
Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty level, and reincarnation is no exception.
Xuanyuan Lin always knelt on the ground, looked up at Master Cangma, and his thin lips were pursed tightly.
As long as he can save Princess Shangting, not to mention sacrificing Ye Qingge, an ordinary body, even if he dies without life, he will not hesitate at all.
With a plop, the Seventh Princess knelt beside Xuanyuan Lin. She didn't say a word or a sentence, but expressed her thoughts with actions.
Then, one elves after another knelt in front of the God of Reincarnation. They were men or women, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a harmless expression on their beautiful faces, but they forgot that they were the beasts and ate the dirty ones.
flesh.
Soon, most of the people in the palace knelt beside Master Cangma, and there were people kneeling in front and behind.
Qingge is like an outsider, indifferent to these elves who are trying to kill her, and only drinks wine in a glass.
"Husband..." Yun Shuishui said anxiously.
"This wine is very good, and the wine is beautiful, and life is so happy."
Qingge smiled.
Everyone looked at Qingge, and washed her long skirt and dyed her hair, but she could not see her as depressed as she imagined.
Jiuci looked at Qingge with red eyes, walked quickly, sat at the table, and grabbed the wine glass from Qingge's master.
One hand, one wine glass, the other hand, Jiuci raised his head and drank it all.
Qingge frowned, "Don't mess around, it will cause plague."
Jiuci suddenly hugged Qingge, "Brother has no ability to cure illness and save lives, but what he can do is to be poisoned with you. Since we were born on the same day of the same year, month of the same month, we will die on the same day of the same year, month of the same month. I only regret that my brother is powerless and cannot do these things.
Kill all the beasts.”
Qingge opened her eyes slightly.
My brother's arms are very warm.
Qingge curled her lips and smiled faintly.
Finally, he stretched out his slender hands, hugged Jiuci, and buried his face in Jiuci's shoulder.
It's great to have a brother.
"elder brother."
"Um?"
"Brother." Qingge shouted repeatedly.
Jiuci felt quite awkward and turned his head to look elsewhere: "It's so stingy, woman, it's just a trouble." Even so, a smile appeared between his eyebrows and eyes. (To be continued)