The Ye family is a century-old family with a rich heritage. In this four-star continent that advocates concentration and concentration of energy, it must be a shame for the Ye family to have a waste like Ye Qingge. However, Ye Qingge can survive only because of the Ye family.
The great elder, his grandfather's favorite.
The bone-deep pain made Ye Qingge take a breath of air. She lay on the ground, her whole body weak, and looked at the corner of the table in front of her with complicated eyes.
She never thought that one day she would appear in a magical world. However, whether in modern times or here, she is a person. For her, it doesn't matter where she is, what matters is that she is alive.
When Ye Qingge's thoughts were turning over and over again, the purple-red birthmark on half of his face suddenly merged into one like running water, and purple-red light burst out. A hurricane hit, and the window opened with a bang. The night was thick and red.
The lotus bloomed in the light, extremely gorgeous and luxurious. On top of the lotus, there was a lump of flesh huddled together.
The wind whimpered, like weeping or complaining.
The ball of flesh stretched out its limbs, looking lazy and dignified. It narrowed its eyes, and its red mane was smooth and delicate, like a cat or a fox. The eyes of the cat and fox were particularly stunning, one purple and one red, purple like a mandala and red like a mandala.
Mansha Zhuhua.
Ye Qingge lay weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the cat and fox walking towards her slowly.
The cat fox stood aloof in front of Ye Qingge, suddenly raised its paw, and patted the half of Ye Qingge's face with the purple birthmark. The sharp claws tore open the delicate skin on the face, and blood immediately seeped into it, running along the face.
The outline slid down and condensed into a pool of blood on the bluestone face.
Ye Qingge frowned, furious, and a coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes. Before he made any aggressive moves, his eyes were suddenly covered by a blood curtain. When he opened his eyes again, the world was already different.
In front of him was a dark space, everything was quiet, the heaven and earth were silent, and a feeling of desolation rose from the bottom of his heart. Ye Qingge stood up from the ground, narrowed his eyes and looked forward.
Three meters in front of Ye Qingge, the Kowloon Throne made of black ink stood steadily. A man in a fiery red robe was lying on the chair, with a red rope tied around his waist. His clothes were open and his collarbone was sexy; the man's gaze
He is extremely frivolous and unparalleled in the world. He has a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, one purple and one red, either elegant or bloodthirsty. A cinnabar mole between his eyebrows is extremely bright. His lips are thin and red like blood jade.
As gorgeous as the morning glow.
evildoer!
Ye Qingge secretly snorted.
Tick...
The blood on Ye Qingge's face continued to drip to the ground.
The man looked at the blood splattered on the ground, thoughtfully. After a long time, he glanced at Ye Qingge lazily and said, "Come here." His voice was very good, like a hibiscus weeping dew or Kunshan jade breaking into pieces.
Ye Qingge frowned slightly, this man was as beautiful as poison, too dangerous; she stood there, her face as cold as frost, and there was a sudden chill in her eyes, secretly on guard.
Seeing that Ye Qingge didn't respond at all, after a moment, the man frowned and shook his head, "You're really disobedient."
Suddenly, the man disappeared. At the same time, Ye Qingge was picked up and her body was suspended in the air.
"You have been poisoned in your body. If you don't want to die, just be obedient." The man said.
Ye Qingge's body was tense and her eyes were alert, like a dormant leopard ready to unleash a fatal blow at any time.
The man knew Ye Qingge's caution and didn't care. He said, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in women with no figure or face."
Ye Qingge: "..."
She is only half ugly!
What's more, where can a child who is only fourteen or fifteen years old develop? (To be continued)