Qingge's heart pounded, and even his soul trembled.
Qingge suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Mo. Uncle Mo's eyes were deep and calm as the vast ocean, always kind and kind, like an elder full of care.
In Uncle Mo's eyes, she did not see any deception.
Kind, gentle...
Qingge is a very ambitious person. She has never concealed her ambitions since she appeared on the four-star.
Her hot blood and trembling soul all told her to become the king of this world and reach an unparalleled peak.
The empress of the divine realm and the heavenly realm really cannot satisfy her, her goal is in the Tongtian realm.
One Hundred and Balu really made her heart moved.
but--
Qingge smiled jokingly, gently raised her slender eyes, covered the sharp light deep in the sky, and said softly: "Uncle Mo loves you, what kind of virtue can I be, why do I be the empress of the 108 lands, I
It’s just the empress of the Heavenly Realm. If the Nine Realms issue instructions to merge planes, I will naturally do it. But, 108 lands, that’s all.”
The merger of two planes alone will cause bloody storms, constant disputes, and each one shows its skills, not to mention the 108 lands.
Qingge is unwilling to offend the super strong people of the 108 continents. If he is attacked by the kings of other planes, he will be unable to survive even if he has nine lives.
Qingge has always been arrogant and arrogant, but he also has self-knowledge. Some unnecessary troubles have to let the Tao go. Living in the world, some unwritten rules still need to be followed tacitly.
Uncle Mo was not annoyed and smiled and said, "If you don't want to, that's fine."
Uncle Mo walked forward and raised his hand full of wrinkles and very old, and pointed it in a dark grid. He saw a blood-colored scroll hanging upwards. At the same time, the wall suddenly turned into a square door.
Uncle Mo stepped into the door and looked back at Qingge: "Ci'er's past is here. As his sister, you should come and have a look."
Qingge hesitated for a while, then followed Uncle Mo's pace.
This is a dark room with dark features, like being locked in a coffin that cannot be opened, and the suffocation feeling suddenly surges in the deep sea, oppressing and squeezing her nerves.
Every black ray in the secluded room is like a specimen of a ghost who died unjustly.
Suddenly, the firelight shone on Qingge's face, and the cold and cold black eyes reflected two clusters of swaying fire.
The blue-gray ghost fire lit up the secluded room. With the faint firelight, Qingge saw the scene inside clearly. Her heart fell into the bottom of the abyss in an instant, her eyes were red and moist, and her eyebrows were furrowed tightly.
The legs were like a weight of tens of millions of pounds, embedded on the ground like a tree root, and could not be moved away even if they had enough force to use all their strength.
At the corner of the secluded room, an iron skull was shining with a cold and cold light, with many blood on the edge.
"Is this...is..." Qingge was puzzled.
"When he seals the evil bones, he is prone to being possessed. This is the Thunder Han Iron Prison he asked me to order people to build. It took him seven days to seal the evil bones."
Uncle Mo walked to the iron prison and squatted to pick up a rusty iron nail, "This is the soul-devouring nail, his evil bones, in the spine, in order to suppress the evil bones, he used 108
The soul-devouring iron nails are all nailed to the evil bones."
Qingge opened her eyes wide in horror, her face turned pale as paper, and tears flowed out from her eyes and on her cheeks. Flashes of pain teared her soul apart, and the beast hidden in her heart woke up from her deep sleep.
One Hundred and Eight Soul-Devouring Nails...
No……
Qingge's body trembled, his steps staggered, and he staggered back a few steps.
Her limbs and bones were all cold, and she couldn't help but shivered, and almost collapsed to the ground, holding on to the wall next to her.
The raised lines were touched by the fingertips. Qingge took his hand away and turned his head to look. Tears continued to flow, his face full of tears.
The walls were filled with dark words.
——Die, go and die.
——What is the difference between this heaven and earth and that coffin? Only by dying can one escape from the coffin.
——Who says that parents are selfless is selfish.
——I have a sister.
——Her name is Ye Qingge, a really nice name, a really cute girl. Why did I suddenly have a heartbeat?
When I was in the past, the Walking Dead found out that he was a living person after meeting his sister. The first time I heard the sound of his heartbeat.
The second time is Moyou.
Qingge closed her eyes and burst into tears.
Her ten spiritual needles are nothing in front of Jiuci’s 108 Soul-Devouring Nails.
Her double fate star has many disasters along the way, but there are too many people around her accompanying her, but Jiuci has only one person.
Tell her how to forgive Kongxu! Even though Kongxu was dead, the sins he committed did not die.
Qingge's throat was sore, like a burning fire, and her body lost all her strength in an instant. She wanted to travel through this cruel time, go back to the old time, hug the boy who was deeply trapped in the cold abyss, and tell him, don't
Fear, she was waiting for him at the age of twenty.
"I nailed him to those soul-devouring nails." Uncle Mo said: "I didn't expect that he could hold on. There were several times when he was about to go crazy, so I told him that my sister was still waiting.
He still needs his protection, but he miraculously survived it."
Qingge slowly opened her eyes and walked to the side of the iron priest calmly. She walked into the iron priest, locked herself in it, hugged her legs and sat in the innermost corner with her back against the iron railing, with her empty eyes
Looking ahead with powerlessness.
The relics in the realm of nothingness were sprinkled with golden light, and she saw pictures.
The young man with a young face lay in this place and murmured: Why don’t people in this world die? How boring is it to be alive?
It's just that I have a mother, I'm just showing off my own silence. I was born from my mother's pregnancy for ten months, but... it's just... I've had wings since I was a child and liked to fly away.
After a long time, the boy had a tough outline, wearing a black robe, evil and arrogant, and a little irritable between his eyebrows.
Later, the boy jumped up and down like a monkey in the secluded room, excited and happy.
He held a pillar and tilted his head and asked: Do you have a sister? You are so ugly, you will definitely not have one.
He shook his clothes, brushed his sleeves, cleared his throat, coughed several times, and stretched out his hand in front: Ye Qingge, right? I am your brother, am I very handsome?
He frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied, and said again: Come here, call me brother.
It seems to be too domineering?
Jiuci suddenly said seriously: From now on, you will have an older brother.
Jiuci became more and more anxious as he spoke. He lay on the ground and stared at the top of the sky: It seems that something like my sister cannot be beaten, right?
When he walked out of the secluded room, he was the evil young master who was famous in the Nine Realms again.
He is so powerful that he is frightened by the wind and is so terrifying.
He grabbed a guardian of the Nine Realms. The man was so scared that he thought he had done something wrong and annoyed this master.!----