Qingge sat quietly on the couch, putting her white and tender little hands on her knees, and a sharp and murderous light passed through her eyes.
The bright red lips were pursed tightly, and the horrifying murderous intent was as if the autumn wind swept through the leaves quietly spreading.
Under the ink-like sleeve shirt, Qingge's hands clenched into fists, and after a moment, he slowly stretched out, and his charming cheeks showed an evil smile.
"Since you have fallen into evil, it's better not to be the land of this thousand tribes." Qingge said lightly.
She is not only protecting the demon clan, but also leaving a way out for herself.
In her heart, there has never been a distinction between good and evil from beginning to end. She is a real dark master, and her talent is no worse than that of a spiritual master or a spiritual master. The reason why she never uses it is that she is not only afraid of exposing the identity of fellow practitioners of the three-level system, but also does not want to have too much connection with dark masters. Her man is Qingdi, Changsheng.
God, she can't make it difficult for Xiao Yueyue to do.
But in reality, if Qingge wants to leap to immortality, he must personally remove the evil spirit tendons.
Qingge is not afraid of the pain of twitching tendons, but he is unwilling to accept it.
If one day, the world and the right path in the world will not tolerate her, she will have another way to go.
Qingge got up and walked out of the house, returned to the room to watch the topographic map of the demon clans, especially the map and detailed introduction about the Marmot Demon City.
The Mermaid Demon City is well-connected, similar to the Four Seas City in the Heavenly Realm of the Gods. But Qingge is curious that the demon queen chose the location of the auction of the little demon king in the Mermaid Demon City. Is it just because the roads of the Mermaid Demon City can reach the Thousand Clans?
Qingge handed the introduction of the shark city to Wei Bo, and then said: "Bo Wei, go and ask the mother-in-law of the three clans about the shark city, especially what happened in the shark city ten thousand years ago. Be sure to inform us in detail."
"Yes." Wei Bo left with a neat move.
No. 2 followed Qingge's side, like a door god. Although she was as thin as a fire, she was as sharp as a sword, especially her eyes full of solemnity.
Qingge put down the other topographic maps and spread his hands towards No. 2: "Sit."
Number Two is a little restrained: "Slave, I am not worthy of sitting with the Lord."
Qingge's eyes flashed and he looked at No. 2 with heartache.
"You are not a slave, you are my friend." Qingge smiled.
No. 2 suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Qingge, with complex feelings surging. He opened his mouth and finally wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he sat obediently in front of Qingge.
Number 2 lowered his head and said nothing, and his torso was extremely thin.
"Have you heard of the Dream Clan?" Qingge didn't give No. 2 a buffer time and asked straight to the point.
Number Two raised their heads again. At that moment, Qingge saw too many complicated feelings in Number Two's eyes.
There is hatred and pain, and even a little regret.
The second one's forehead, hands were like a wild beast, and his teeth were secretly gritted, and his eyes were full of evil light.
She closed her eyes tightly, her shoulders trembling constantly, as if she was trapped in a nightmare of fear, unable to bear the torture brought by memories and hatred.
After a long time, a figure appeared behind No. 2, and a pair of small hands gently pressed the temples on both sides of No. 2's head.
The despair and pain that had just passed gradually dissipated.
No. 2 looked up, Qingge lowered her eyes and smiled at her: "I didn't ask anything."
The second memory is fragmented, similar to the former Feng Qizun Queen.
Whenever No. 2 tries to recall, the pain it brings is unimaginable.
Qingge had learned the truth from No. 2's expression and confirmed her guess. She was unwilling to go to the bottom of it, so as not to hurt the girl again.
Seeing that No. 2's mood slowly calmed down, Qingge put down his hands and walked to the table to lift the teapot and poured a cup for him.
Hot tea was placed in the palm of No. 2's palm, Qingge patted No. 2's hands that had almost only skin and bones, and smiled and said, "Follow me, as long as I am still alive, I can protect you."
No. 2 suddenly looked at Qingge, and in an instant, she burst into tears of gratitude and tears filled her eyes.
I suffered too much hopeless darkness in the world. I accidentally caught a ray of light and refused to let go.
"Do you want to investigate the affairs of the Dream Clan?" Gu Long's remnant soul knew Qingge very well.
"Yes." Qingge looked at No. 2 and drank the hot tea, smiling slightly. "A race will be destroyed, which is definitely not just a Thousand Poisonous Plague. According to the clues obtained now, the dream clan was slaughtered, which has a certain relationship with the Cloud God." Gu Long's remnant soul said: "You are already consuming your own use of the power of the blood demon now.
Even if you have the Qing Emperor’s True Yuan protecting your body, you should stop at the right time.”
"Senior Gu Long, you don't understand human insidiousness, contradictions and wars. Blindly giving in will only make the other party greedy and ignorant." Qingge chuckled.
Gu Long was speechless after being refuted. After a long time, he said weakly: "I have been living for tens of thousands of years. I have never seen any world before. How could you be a yellow-haired girl?
Qingge only smiled but said nothing, and his beautiful eyes as red as blood stared at No. 2.
The leader of the Dream Clan, remember my name, Ye Qingge.
...
When the second day put down the hot tea and returned to normal, Qingge sat in the cabinet to practice.
Her god-level true energy actually swallowed up all the true energy transmitted by Xiao Yueyue. "Girl, you don't have to be too obsessed with some things, I'm afraid you will be hurt." Gu Long couldn't help but say: "I'm just a wisp of soul. I can only save you once in times of danger..." He can't protect this stubborn and kind girl at all times.
It was his regret. "Senior Gu Long, a few years ago, no one knew which race would replay the dream clan's retreat. Yun Shen and I are still alive. Since that's the case, why should we be afraid of her? As long as she can't destroy my body, I can't break my bones,
As long as I have a breath, she will only be my defeated man.”
Qingge, who was practicing cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, like a knife and a sword, sharp and compelling.
Senior Gu Long was surprised and shocked, and did not speak for a long time.
He followed Mr. Zhou to travel thousands of tribes, traveled thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw countless people, and was used to seeing separation from life and death.
I have never seen such a rampant person.
A cultivator in the Phantom Spirit Realm and an empress in a high-level plane dared to say that the God of the Immortality was her defeated man.
It was clearly incredible, but Gu Long's blood was boiling and burning like fire, and he even had the desire to fight.
He actually believed that this girl could do what others could not do.
After Mr. Zhou died, if he had not kept Mr. Zhou's last wish, this wisp of Gu Long's soul would have followed Mr. Zhou.
And now, Senior Gu Long wants to live and witness the legend of this generation.
No--
To be precise, it is witnessing Ye Qingge's path to immortality!
After a long silence, Qingge then practiced.
"Girl." After pondering for a while, Gu Long said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
"I'll take good care of myself in the future. Don't always take your life seriously, I will feel distressed." "..."
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