Even Zhang Liren, who had a thorough understanding of the true meaning of heaven, seemed to understand it after hearing Ye Qingge's words.
Be proud of failure?
What kind of spirit is that?
What kind of stories have you experienced and what kind of open-mindedness can you say such words casually?
Zhang Liren was stunned and looked at Qingge in surprise.
He thought that the way of heavenly secrets was far superior to that of the worldly divine masters. He was arrogant and unwilling to join the decayed and decaying divine masters.
His transparency and self-righteousness collapsed and shattered in front of Ye Qingge.
What Ye Qingge said is like a mountain covered with clouds and smoke. You need to climb to the top to clear the clouds and mists to see another scene that you have never seen before.
A slow cold sweat broke out from the palms of Zhang Liren's hands.
"Empress, how can you explain this?" Zhang Liren asked.
Qingge laughed: "Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, committed suicide by splattering his blood, and his enemy was defeated. However, from ancient times to the present, no one dared to say that he was not the king. Even if he died in failure, there are still countless young men who took him as an example.
.It is said that good men should stand upright, be free and easy, be wholehearted, and have blood sprinkled on the battlefield. Drink and eat meat, laugh at the royal tyrant, and have a sweet girl on her side, and she is drunk in the world."
"If there is a certainty in one day, as you said, I will not live to be twenty-five years old, I hope to be like him, I will die only under my own sword. Except for me, no enemy in the world can take me.
The life."
The plane beast carrying Qingge gradually faded away.
The flame sky, the abyss land, thousands of islands are placed in the sky, and the planes are arranged in sequence like pyramids. The martial arts practice civilization is vast and spread out, and it is implemented in the sky and earth.
This quiet sky was filled with strong winds, whistling by, and the autumn sky was very cold, and the flame-covered sky was shining brightly.
In that gorgeous scroll, the plane's divine beast spread its huge wings and flew to the area ahead in a flash. His eyes were staring at the next destination with energetic spirit.
But she was the only one who stood on her back with her hands behind her back.
A fiery red skirt.
Zhang Liren watched her get farther and farther away until she disappeared into the area of the Alliance Empire.
Before that, she looked back at him, looking down from a condescending view, without any aggressiveness, but with vastness and peace.
At this moment, Zhang Liren suddenly discovered that a true emperor has the heart of embracing all rivers and encompassing all things. There is not many people in the world who can have such a grand atmosphere!
At this moment, Zhang Liren remembered what Qingge said, frowned, and murmured to himself: "Who is Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu? Is there this person in history? Where is Wujiang?"
but--
No matter who Ye Qingge mentioned the King of Western Chu was, her ambitions and grand dreams were enough to shock Zhang Liren.
Since ancient times, most kings, princes, generals and ministers have been good men!
A nine-foot man, a knife, an iron horse, a river of ice, and blood sprinkled on the battlefield!
A woman's innate conditions tend to be weak, like a delicate and beautiful flower, beautiful but not strong, and needs human care and company.
Li Qiangwei and Ye Qingge are all flowers that Zhang Liren saw, letting the wind and rain blow.
Zhang Liren squatted down, exhaled, and whispered: "Vivi, I will take care of you."
As for the Queen Ye, she should let her beloved come.
Under the abyss, the blood river rolled, the iron chains were moving, and a girl was lying in the blooming huge roses.
The girl's face was engraved with golden light. The word "slave" was engraved.
Qiu Qingqing sat on the side of the rose flower, stretched out her hand, and sucked it from the river of blood. Her fingertips were stained with red blood, and she smeared on the golden font on her face.
As the blood penetrated, the font symbolizing the pursuit order of the Temple of Heaven was like a fire that encountered water, which instantly extinguished and disappeared completely, and Qiu Qingqing had a pretty little face.
Qiu Qingqing tilted her head, stretched her legs lazily, and a playful smile appeared on her lips.
The roses rippled and floated in the blood river, and didn't know where they were going, so they were aimless.
Qiu Qingqing had no timidity in her eyes, as if she had come to her own home and showed a peaceful smile.
“Pride in failure?”
"The King of Western Chu, slashed his throat in Wujiang."
"Empress, I will never be wrong with you. I am looking forward to the new Tianji civilization."
Qiu Qingqing lay among the roses and closed her eyes.
Over the years, she has become Qiu Qingqing, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.
Her body and soul carry tens of thousands of souls in Rose City.
One after another, people jumped off the building one after another, believing in ancient myths.
In addition to Qiu Qingqing's physical condition,
He happened to die next to the rose tree, which led to the current situation.
Rose is a member of the Dream Clan. And she is the host of Rose.
The roses of the Dream Clan bloomed next to the tomb. She used her last breath and the efforts of tens of thousands of people to make her successful... Qiu Qingqing!
When I was the first to be Qiu Qingqing, I was still sleeping in the coffin. Later, I fell into the endless abyss and came to this place.
Twenty years ago, she was sober and went to the Xuanling List to slaughter the Xuanling List and became the number one in the Xuanling List.
She is just an ambitious girl.
In this way, she spent decades.
All changes will start from meeting the Night Queen that day.
Qiu Qingqing washed his hands in the blood river. What's strange is that, like clear water, when she took out her hands from the blood river, the blood flow would not leave dark red marks on her little hands.
Qiu Qingqing rode the roses all the way, and I don’t know where he came.
Qiu Qingqing said to himself: "Ye Qingge, I hope that the divine character will bring you good luck and a life that will peak along the way, not disaster."
Ye Qingge is the body of divine punishment. When such a physique meets the divine nature, Qiu Qingqing doesn’t know what will happen...
But she had only one bet.
She is willing to devote her life here.
Protect this sky and billions of creatures for the Night Queen.
As a transaction, Empress Ye should carry her hatred, kill for three thousand generations, and take the head of Qin Lingzu.
At this moment, Temple of Heaven.
Master Penglai pushed the house into the door and looked suddenly. He saw that there was no sign of Qin Lingzu on the bed.
The artifact in Master Penglai's hand fell to the ground and shattered in response to the sound.
"Lord Lingzu."
Master Penglai was in a panic and hurried to look for him.
Finally, Master Penglai saw Qin Lingzu sitting on a cushion in the forbidden area of the Temple of Heaven.
Ten thousand starlights reflected in Qin Lingzu's body. She was as quiet as this, looking down at the ground, her face was full of coldness.
Boom! This hall began to tremble.
Master Penglai was shaking and unable to stand steadily. He held the pillar on one side, looked up and took a breath.
"Master Lingzu... do you want to... inspire the abyss heavenly tribulation?" Master Penglai was shocked. When such a thing spread, Qin Lingzu was not qualified to stay in the Temple of Heaven and no longer had a respected position.