Qingge's eyes were slightly red, he bit his lips tightly, and he looked at the Mo Xie, who was pretending to be chic.
It's already this time, and I'm still fighting for the meaningless second life.
Hearing this, Dongling Cod suddenly realized, his thin lips slightly pursed and his eyes flashed.
"A man dies like a lamp that goes out. The so-called next life is just to deceive yourself. There is no second life, nor a third life. Only those who exist in the world are only in this life."
Qingge stared at Mo Xie's eyes and said word by word.
The mask blocked his sad expression. After being stunned, he laughed: "You have to think a little bit, isn't it better to deceive yourself?"
Qingge's red lips were slightly opened, her fists were clenched tightly under her sleeves, and her eyes were covered with blood. There was a faint smell of blood on her body.
The scars on the body were particularly sad and beautiful in the wind.
Even as the Xuanling Master of Fire Heaven, when facing the gods all over the sky, he was not at all cowardly and was as bright as ever.
"If something happens to you, not only the two elders of the Mo Mansion, but I will be sad." Qingge's voice was calm and his tone was very light.
Mo Xie remained silent and insisted on his own, without any intention of turning back.
Qingge curled his lips and smiled, then looked at the God of War in the Heavens, "Pingxi God, I came from Pingqiu Yan tribe and witnessed the slaughter of Pingqiu Yan tribe. What I saw with my own eyes will not be fake. Please
, reconcile and sentence.”
"Your testimony alone is nothing." The gods of war said.
“It’s not just me, but one…”
Qingge raised his jaw slightly and said aloud: "Ye'er, come out."
On the other side, the white and tender buns of pink and white carved jade came on the floating clouds, kicking their short legs, and slowly walking on the top of the sky, as if they were a little contented.
"Pingxi God, the child will not lie." Qingge said.
The little bun walked to the center of the crowd, stood in the sky, smiling and polite, and spoke the elegant gentlemanly with his tender little breasts: "In the lower Ji Ye, the son of Emperor Changsheng Qing and Emperor Fire Tianye,
This is a courtesy.”
"Ye'er!" Mo Xie whispered.
The little bun opened his mouth, "Uncle Mo, Ye'er likes you very much."
After saying that, Xiao Baozi looked at the God of War in the Heavens, "Your Excellency, when the Pingqiu Yan clan was destroyed, his father covered his mother's eyes and blocked her.
To be precise, except for father, only Ye'er witnessed the massacre."
"Who is the murderer?" asked the God of War in Zhutian.
"It was my father who slaughtered them." Xiao Baozi said: "Just just now, the immortal divine weapon went to the Pingqiu Yan tribe, and it should be able to detect the breath I remain there. Not only that, I have recited scriptures there to save the dead souls.
If there are Buddhist disciples, you can go and check it out."
The God of War of Heaven looked at the divine weapons, and the leading divine weapons looked at the God of War of Heaven and nodded.
Things are getting harder.
The little bun's eyes shining like a gem, staring at the god of war in the sky innocently.
"Mo Xie, do you have anything else to say?" The God of War of Heaven looked at Mo Xie and asked.
Mo Xie stood tall in the wind, and behind him were mountains and rivers that stretched for thousands of miles, hidden under the faint clouds, appearing and looming, but with a spectacular beauty.
He lowered his head and said nothing for a long time, and smiled bitterly.
If you try your best and fight against time, you will never be able to help.
After a long time, Mo Xie raised his head and took a deep breath.
"I have nothing to say," he said.
There was a deep sense of powerlessness in the faint voice.
Qingge looked at Mo Xie in complexity.
She understood this heavy love, but she couldn't accept it.
"I still want to make you heartbroken for me once, but I think there is no hope again." Mo Xie drooped his head, and his mood was extremely depressed in an instant.
Ji Yue came to Mo Xie's body and reached out to pat Mo Xie's shoulder. The two of them did not say anything, but they had a full understanding. With just one look, they understood the other's meaning.
"I'll win again." Mo Xie whispered.
"It's my responsibility."
"Wouldn't it be good to let me carry the weight and move forward once?" Mo Xie asked again.
"My woman doesn't need anyone else to carry the burden, unless I have passed away."
After saying that, Ji Yue naturally walked to Qingge's side, held Qingge's slightly cool hand, felt the coldness coming from her palm, and her sword-like eyebrows frowned, and she suddenly felt unhappy.
"Why is it so cold again?" In front of the cultivators of Sanqianshi and the immortal world, he used the power of the Qing Emperor to warm Qingge's hands and body.
The eyes of the gods in the sky were tightening, and they even suspected that they had read it wrong. Otherwise, how could such a ridiculous thing happen in the world?
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How precious is the power of the emperor? If it were not forbidden, how could it be used casually?
He is good to use such precious power of the Qing Emperor to cover his hands and warm up his body for a human mortal girl in the Flame Heaven?
absurd!
funny!
What kind of style?
"If this is the case, Ji Yue temporarily cut off the position of Qing Emperor, and a thunder and blood crow in one year. After the period expires, he can recite and copy 3,000 scriptures to restore the Qing Emperor." The gods of war in the heavens.
When Yun Shuishui heard such a punishment news, his eyebrows were smiling, and his gorgeous cheeks were full of bright smiles.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the demon god who was not invisible with joy and anger. Yun Shuishui said, "Demon God, your vision of choosing a daughter-in-law is not ordinary."
The words are full of ridicule and contempt, and are mostly sarcastic.
"Say a few words, will you die?" Master Reincarnation had no choice but to look coldly at Yunshuishui.
Suddenly, Yun Shuishui couldn't hold her face anymore.
I want to speak but stop.
Finally silent.
Yunshuishui only looked at Feng Qizun, and hated her to the core.
Compared to Ye Qingge, she was more afraid of Feng Qizun, who had already come to the immortal world.
When she was in love with her sisters, she had learned about Feng Qizun's strength. This was a woman who was only one step away from the realm of immortality ten thousand years ago!
Moreover, Yun Shuishui believed that if it weren’t for Feng Qizun’s inspiration and indirect attacks, the demon god would not have accepted a human daughter as her daughter-in-law so quickly and protected her.
"A man is a real man, he will be kept in one year, and he will stop talking about it again." The demon god frowned.
In this matter, she did not blame Ye Qingge.
Since Ji Yue is a willful and impulse, she should not let another person bear the blame, and even at the cost of her life.
In the face of big troubles, the demon god can see through and understand clearly.
"What the demon god is talking about is going back." The god of war in the heavens said.
"Let's wait--"
Qingge suddenly made a sound, raised a pair of eyes as dark as the night, and looked carefully, the eyes looked even more like splashing ink that had not yet been stained, thick and deep.
Ji Yue was holding Qingge's hand, suddenly looked at her, pulled her behind her, straightened her back, and snorted in a deep voice: "Ge'er, don't make a fuss."
He didn't know why Qingge said "Stop it," but he didn't want to hear the next words.