Chapter 2937 common honor and disgrace, life and death
Regarding the half-demon disease, it is the disease that practitioners fear the most, similar to plague.
As the name suggests, it was first passed down from Half Demon.
The so-called half-demon and half-demon are all living things produced by the combination of humans and demons.
This kind of living body has a very small chance of survival. Since birth, it has half of human bloodline and half of demon bloodline.
Some half-demons and demons are born with diseases. This is called half-demon disease, which can be transmitted to every race and is also terrified.
The half-demon disease is similar to the Thousand Poisonous Plague of the Dream Clan.
It is particularly contagious. It is said that the cause of the Half Demon disease is also included in the Thousand Poison Plague.
Thinking of this, Qingge couldn't help but start thinking whether the source of the Half Demon disease is related to the Thousand Poisonous Plague.
Perhaps, the person behind him controls the source of the Thousand Poisonous Plague, but he just doesn't dare to poison the disciples of the three sects.
After all, if tens of thousands of disciples of the three sects were infected with the Thousand Poisonous Plague, the consequences would be unimaginable. In just a few days, the entire Gods' Heaven Realm would be infected.
So they gave up the Thousand Poisons Plague and used the half-demon disease with a slightly less toxicity. However, even so, it still made people feel disgusted and dared not get close to it.
A long time ago, Zhong Linshan, the four tribes, the Divine Realm, the Sea of Heavenly Qi, and the four major forces united to issue the highest level of ban.
All those who are infected with half-demon disease, whether human or half-demon, will be executed and killed without mercy!
And the Thousand Poisons Plague is just a conjecture by Qingge and has not been confirmed.
This idea is very bold and risky.
If this is true, Qingge has to consider whether there is any hidden secrets about the Meng clan being slaughtered?
Qingge suddenly thought of what was the ultimate purpose of the magical scriptures of the Divine Moon King giving her?
Is it possible to inherit the magic of the Dream Clan?
Or, don't he thinks?
Perhaps the truth about the murder of the Dream Clan will one day emerge. Before that, a key figure is needed to fuel the fire.
On the vast wasteland, standing under the scorching sun, Qingge felt cold hands and feet.
The things she experienced seemed absurd and had no rules, but in fact, they had already run through the whole world and were all connected together, and threads were intertwined into a big net covering the sky and the moon, making her suffocate and unable to breathe.
"Ge'er, what should I do now?" Liu Yunchang said, as if he remembered another thing, and said, "The seniors of the Three Sects have gathered troops in private to go to the northern suburbs of Dingbei to save the disciples of the Three Sects. I have sent someone to invite them back. They only said that they should share life and death with the disciples of the Three Sects. They asked me to bring you a word, life and death are destined. No matter what the outcome of the three Sects are, please protect yourself and not interfere in the affairs of the Three Sects. The Lord of God came prepared and intervened rashly, for fear of stepping into the trap of the Lord of God. They knew it was a trap, but they had no time to plan counter-kill. Only by living and dying together can they be ashamed of their hearts."
Qingge frowned and pursed his lips tightly: "Didn't you tell them that I'll leave this matter to me to solve it? How can you make a decision without authorization and go to a dangerous place? Wouldn't it be that sheep enter the tiger's mouth and seek death?" As he spoke, he was full of anger.
Qingge gritted his teeth and shook his sleeves, and his anger was full of nowhere to vent.
Liu Yunchang comforted, "They are also worried about you. Although you have the power to go against the sky, they are also afraid that you will take risks with your own life. You are not alone now. You are the Eastern Emperor, with ambitions and ambitions. Once there is danger, it will involve all the people of Dongzhou."
"General Liu, the frost barrier is here with you. Don't stop mining Yuanjing. Please leave it to me to settle the matter in the northern suburbs." Qingge frowned slightly.
Liu Yunchang was full of worries: "The Lord of God is famous for his master, and his half-demon's illness alarmed the entire God's heaven. Even if people from the Nine Realms are invited, there is no way to reason, let alone the Lord of God is Qinglian behind it. Geer... You don't have to care too much about everyone's life and death. Those who accomplish great things will eventually make choices and abandon the disciples of the three sects and protect Dongzhou and yourself. This is a wise move."
"Don't I know?" Qingge shook his head: "A drop of water will definitely be rewarded with a spring. In the danger of Dongzhou, the predecessors of the three sects came to Dongzhou to rescue him regardless of the punishment of the Shenyu Sect Mansion. No matter what the war situation is, I naturally remember this kindness in my heart. Now that the three sects are in danger, how can I stand by and watch? Isn't it a villain's behavior? Indeed, Ye Qingge is not a gentleman who understands righteousness and righteousness. At least, I should understand that some things have to be done, even if I go without going back, I must move forward."
After Qingge finished speaking, he took a deep breath and calmly smiled on his cheeks.
He is neither sad nor happy, but he has the aura of being king. He is radiant from the inside and is born with it, making people involuntarily choose to worship and surrender.
Qingge took out three pots of Luojia wine from the treasure in the space.
"You can take it by Mr. Luo, who has made it by himself."
"You really got this wine..." Liu Yunchang was surprised. Everyone said that Luo Gong of the Nine Realms was the hardest to talk to. Ye Qingge could bring three pots at a time.
"If you want to drink, you can't drink it all." Qingge smiled and said, "General Liu, I will leave my back to you. You are the general of Dongzhou. If I am not in Dongzhou, you can make full decisions about Dongzhou. I believe in your ability and don't worry about a fire in the backyard."
Liu Yunchang's eyes were slightly red and she knelt on one knee: "Emperor Dong, please give it a try, go to the northern suburbs of Dingbei, Dongzhou backyard, and Yuanjing Mineral Veins. I will deal with it all for you and hope you will be successful. I, Liu Yunchang, will share honor and disgrace with the Eastern Emperor in this life, and will not be afraid of the evil of the world!"
Qingge nodded with a smile and patted Liu Yunchang on the shoulder.
"General Liu..."
In the end, I want to speak but stop, but everything is in the process of not speaking.
If Qingge doesn’t say the rest, Liu Yunchang also understands it.
Dongzhou, which seems to be prosperous and beautiful tomorrow, is actually like crisp paper, burning at a slightest point and breaking at a poke.
Singing as light as a swallow, stepping on the blood demon flower, leaving the desolate Former South continent.
Liu Yunchang looked up and saw that the young empress was gradually moving away. Liu Yunchang's face gradually smiled, and her eyes were full of firmness.
Qingge did not go directly to the northern suburbs of Dingbei, but returned to Yeshen Palace and met Xiong Batian.
Xiong Batian devoted himself to studying the way of spiritual practice, unlike before, who often stayed up late to read medical books.
"Master, are you here?" Xiong Batian's eyes lit up.
The snow girl leaned against the imperial concubine's couch next to her opened her silver eyes: "You must not interfere in the matter in the northern suburbs. Even if the god Daluo comes, they cannot save them."
Qingge looked at the snow girl, turned to Xiong Batian, and took out a stack of information: "This is all information related to the half-demon disease. There are three days left before the execution. In these three days, we will work behind closed doors and study this disease and find the antidote."
"Master... the half-demon disease has no medicine to cure." Xiongbatian said subconsciously.
"As a doctor, only a quack doctor will say that there is no cure to solve. In the next time, I will study the half-demon disease with you, and you must find the antidote!"
If the half-demon disease cannot be cured, even if Qingge goes to Dingbei Suburbs, it will be useless.
Xiong Batian's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded immediately: "What Master taught me is that Batian will definitely find a cure for the disease!" (To be continued)