Mrs. Apocalypse hurriedly and picked up the young woman who fell to the ground, her eyes were wet and she choked: "Cruel...too cruel..."
The woman cried bitterly: "It disappointed the wife...and it also disappointed Lord Yueji..."
She worships Yue Ji, who led the Hefeng Sea to the top and made the pirates look refreshed.
She had never seen Yue Ji, but the rising sun in her heart would never set, and that blazing light was Yue Ji.
When Mrs. Apocalypse found her, she had been preparing for the ceremony for the heavens for half a year, just wanting to fight for the Apocalypse and seek the brilliant light.
But in the end, he lost a lot.
This girl was not from Nianyue Island, a man from Hefeng Sea. She had heard the legend of Yueji on the sea and volunteered to join Nianyue Road and became a subordinate of He Xilou.
Jie Bishuang told her that Yue Ji will definitely appear on the island again, that is the belief of all pirates and the goddess in the dream.
The woman was practicing while waiting, looking forward to meeting Yue Ji.
The woman fell in the arms of Mrs. Tianqi, tears wet her face, her right knee was covered with blood, the true fire in her lower abdomen, and the dantian was no longer possible to practice.
Thinking of the hopeless future, the woman would rather die.
Her body trembled and made a painful whimper.
Mu Ruge walked down from Jinluotai, wiped the Emperor Knife and went to Zhonglinshan Camp.
"Stop!" Mrs. Tianqi asked sternly: "You are so cruel at a young age. Since you are a blessing competition, if you are extraordinary, you can stop it. Why should you be aggressive and destroy the true fire dantian?"
After wiping the Emperor's Killing Sword, Mu Ruge pushed the knife into the sheath on his back, and looked at the squatting Mrs. Apocalypse: "You deserve it if you are not as skilled as others."
Mu Ruge laughed and walked towards Lingxu craftsman. Mu Qingxue quickly fanned her. The other senior brothers brought teacups, and the stars huddled the moon and served them carefully.
A sound of inferior skills explains the reason for cruelty.
"She is learning about your cruelty." Gu Long said.
"Disgusting." Qingge's face was indifferent: "Treat innocent people so cruelly, they are unbearable."
Qingge's cruelty is a bottom-up rebound, an outbreak in despair, rather than a slaughter and murder for no reason, and only seeks to enjoy blood.
She never enjoyed killing, even if her hands were covered in blood.
Even though she was brutal, she was still disgusted by Mu Ruge's actions.
Mrs. Tianqi's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged the woman and stood up. Qingge nodded and signaled that Xiong Batian and the Sect Master of Medicine went to see the woman's injuries.
Qingge heard the woman's voice saying Yue Ji, and she also remembered the hardships she had first come to the Gods Heavenly Realm and fought in the Hefeng Sea.
Qingge's eyes darkened and swept towards Mu Ruge sharply.
The senior brothers and sisters loved Mu Ruge and took care of meticulously, without any thought that Mu Ruge's methods were cruel.
Qingge's fingertips were cold and he fell into deep thought.
Sooner or later, Dongzhou will face Zhong Linshan, and she cannot guarantee Dongzhou's combat effectiveness.
It has to be admitted that Mu Ruge is indeed very strong. Even if she faces her, she may not be able to defeat her by relying solely on the power of the spiritual level.
If Liu Yan'er and others were not Mu Ruge's opponents, they would be a minor loss in the competition. What should they do if they were tortured by Mu Ruge?
Qingge has never been a profit-oriented person.
"The second battle is the Apocalypse Sea, Zhong Linshan, please send someone to fight." After Master Yang finished speaking, Mu Ruge walked towards Jinluotai.
He Xi faced Yang Hong, bowed his hands and said, "Master Yang Zhuang, the Tianqi Sea area admits defeat."
After seeing Mu Ruge's methods, Wan Liuhui could not stop her cruelty. It was meaningless to continue the competition. It was just to send a few more tribe members to Mu Ruge's blade.
In the afternoon, the sky was dim and the atmosphere in Mingyuan Villa was very depressing, probably because Mu Ruge's methods were too cruel.
They want to watch a wonderful battle with their own eyes, rather than torture and torture...
"Zhong Linshan, Dongzhou, please send someone to fight." Yang Hong said.
At this moment, the silent people raised their heads and looked at the empress one after another.
Dongzhou has created too many miracles. Will it continue to create miracles this time?
No one knows the result, but they have longing in their eyes.
"Empress, who will send to fight?" Liang Xiao asked.
"Give up." Qingge said lightly.
"Why..." Liu Yan'er frowned: "It is a shame to Dongzhou if you lose without fighting!"
Qingge raised his eyes and looked at Liu Yan'er, "Mr. Liu, I hope you are healthy and safe."
"We have been preparing for the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven for a long time and looking forward to it for a long time..." Long Shitian said.
Everyone in Dongzhou was in a very depressed mood.
Qingge clenched his fists with his right hand and closed his eyes.
"Master Empress, we are not afraid..." You'er said aggrievedly.
"I'm afraid." Qingge suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, Mr. Liu and others who were looking at her were deeply shocked.
Next to the Golden Thread Platform, the Lord of Ziyun Palace sent someone to get a spiritual treasure. The spiritual treasure is a four-cauldron dragon with a huge pearl in the center, which contains super strong original essence.
The four-cauldron dragon can measure the age of the warrior.
Perhaps Ji Yue climbed the top of the East Loft and planted the flag. The Ziyun Palace Lord suspected Ji Yue's age and asked someone to take out the four tripods.
Qingge looked at the front indifferently, Mu Ruge smiled proudly on the golden thunder stage, and her veil covered her hideous face.
Ye Qingcheng walked forward, Qingge frowned: "Qingcheng, come back!"
"I am proud of Dongzhou and the Empress." Ye Qingcheng said this sentence with only his back to Qingge, and then stepped onto the Golden Thread Platform.
Qingge exhaled and clenched his fists.
The soldiers in Dongzhou all have faith in their hearts. The word "sacrifice" will wipe out their faith and extinguish the flame of enthusiasm.
What Qingge can do now is to watch the battle carefully and never let Ye Qingcheng suffer severe damage.
Ye Qingcheng sat down on the Jinluo platform, Fuxiqin placed it on his knees, and his slender hands were placed on Fuxiqin.
Fuxi's zither was originally a stringless zither. Ye Qingcheng fell down his hands, and the light flowed on the lower side of his fingertips and above the zither bones, forming clear strings.
A martial arts competition for the heavens was won by five battles and three victories, and Ye Qingcheng was the first battle between Dongzhou and Zhong Linshan.
Whether Dongzhou can become the lord of an independent land depends on this battle!
Young people are the hope of the future on every land, and the descendants who breed on the land are endless.
"The God of Qin, it's interesting..." Mu Ruge smiled: "We should fight hard in Dongzhou, the people of fateful enemies."
After Mu Ruge said that, he pulled out the Emperor-Slaying Sword from behind, and a bloodthirsty light emanated from the bottom of his eyes: "Ye Qingcheng, be killed by me!"
Mu Ruge ran forward, and at a rapid speed, he had already arrived at Ye Qingcheng's head in a flash, and slashed at Ye Qingcheng's sky spirit cover with a knife.
Qingge's heart beat like thunder, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes. He looked at the battle on the Jinluo platform carefully, not missing any details. Ye Qingcheng was calm and calm, plucking the light strings with his fingertips, and the sound of the piano was like a waterfall, like the sound of nature, and it scattered in all directions.
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