At the end of the conversation, Sui Linggui's voice became heavier and his eyes were red. She stood in black clothes in the cold wind of the hall, looking at the boy who didn't say a word, for a long time, turned sideways and quietly wiped the tears at the end of her eyes.
Sui Linggui's red lips trembled slightly, and her shoulders trembled slightly. She looked out of the window frame. The night was dark and the dark clouds covered the moon.
She was vivid in her mind, all of which were like Dongling Cod before fainting, and she was completely without the charm of the King of Green Lotus, like a powerless ascetic monk.
He wore a white robe unique to the green lotus, and the green dragon appeared among the crabapple.
Dongling Cod was trembling with the naked eye, but his slender hands were pulling the corner of her clothes hard.
"Don't hurt her."
"Please,"
His voice was so light, but it gave Sui Linggui the deep affection that he could not understand.
When Linggui of Sui, he saw my king be in the world and conquered the world. He also saw my king stand up with a knife and a pot of turbid wine and laugh for three thousand years.
He is a natural king, and he has never asked anyone like this?
Sui Linggui, as the leader of the clan, also had tens of millions of thoughts and wanted to use any means to bring back the Ziyuehua.
But she can't!
Sui Linggui took a deep breath, turned his back to Qingge, and said in a low voice, "The wind tonight is so cold."
Qingge was like a walking corpse, the ten spiritual needles inserted into the soul were shining with a faint light of blood, and it was causing a faint pain at this moment.
It seemed like there was an iron hammer, which was stirring upside down in my mind, and even my soul was about torn apart.
Qingge's legs were soft, her face turned pale, and her eyes were even more immersive and empty.
The time when the blood stained the purple moon flowers seemed to be yesterday.
There was a young man who climbed a thousand feet of mountain and gave her heart to her on a heavy snowy day.
Qingge's whole body was trembling, her eyes widened to the extreme, and tears as big as beans rolled out from her eyes, filling her face.
Just as she was about to fall, the elders of the seven clans and He Liangshan supported her together.
The seven clan elders looked at Qingge in confusion, and after a long time, they sighed: "Go and see my king."
Qingge nodded with difficulty, walked around the screen, and walked into the inner hall.
On the huge bed, the man with his eyebrows and eyes lying like a picture, and a little tears, even if he closes his eyes, he still has the temperament of being as handsome as the wind and the bright sunshine.
He should have been landscapes, wild cranes, spring day
A beautiful and pure person who enjoys flowers, watches the moon in midsummer, tea in early autumn, and snow in winter, is now lying pale and powerlessly on the sickbed.
Qingge still remembers that in Qingshi Town, the young man wore a white robe, like a crabapple blossom, came all the way from Dongling Kingdom. His long fingers covered the tears in his eyes and fell on the turbulent ground, expressing the cruelty of the royal family's struggle for power.
He wanted to stay away from disputes, but he fell into the whirlpool of power and could no longer escape.
Relying on my heartless body, I persisted for several years, but finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Very tired, aren't you?
Qingge smiled bitterly, tears slid across her cheeks.
If I hadn't been extremely tired, how could I fall down at this moment?
The wise and divine martial arts were dedicated to the peace of three thousand generations.
The heart was given to her.
I lost one after another of my memories and the foundation of success of his general.
Qinglian officials impeached his incompetence, the people in the clan resented his inaction today, and were full of ambitions and eyed him covetously.
Everyone hopes that he will grow up quickly. Those who shoulder heavy responsibilities should not stop. They are not qualified to say that they are tired. They should spread their wings and soar, and sacrifice their lives for justice for peace in the world.
In the past three thousand generations, only Ye Qingge in front of the bed did not want him to grow up, but only hoped that he would be comfortable and protected him.
But, this is not enough to protect you.
Qingge sat on the edge of the bed, putting his long finger under the nose of Dongling Cod.
No breathing.
"stupid--"
After a long time, she made a sound.
Dongling Cod's fingertips trembled slightly.
"I'm so tired."
She lowered her head, tears flowing out continuously, flowing across her cheeks, and her voice became choked.
What is the four-star king?
What is the Night Queen?
What is Night Demon Lord?
The heavy responsibility made her so angry that she couldn't get angry. She was walking on thin ice in this world, and she was struggling to walk.
"You're tired, too." She said with a smile, tears still flowing out.
"I have used this heart for several years, and it's time to exchange it for you."
"From now on, be good, don't cause trouble, I can't protect you."
"So, you have to grow yourself."
After all, I couldn't stand the day when her wings were sharp and she kept him safe.
After all, I haven't been able to survive
, The Qinglian clan’s peaceful era!
Qingge's eyes suddenly became as firm as iron. With a wave of her hand, she saw Yan Beihanyan covering the inner hall like a forbidden system, isolating any interaction with the outside world.
Yan Bei Hanyan's appearance, Sui Linggui and others were stunned, as if they noticed what Qingge was going to do, so they hurried to the front of Hanyan's prohibition.
You can vaguely see that Qingge has a dagger in his hand.
What does she seem to want to do?
"She wants to cut off the heart and pick up the flowers and cheer up my king!" He Liangshan took a breath of air. Even the experienced him couldn't sit still at this moment.
"Stop!" Sui Linggui shouted loudly, stopping: "Ye Qingge, if you do this, my king will not be grateful. For my king, we will find another way to do it. Don't take out the purple moon flower. If you die, my king will never live alone."
"Tell him that if I adhere to my will and live, I will see the style of the Qinglian emperor in the nine netherworlds."
The boy's tears were filled with extreme smiles.
She has no regrets.
The singer held the dagger and stabbed his left chest without hesitation.
"No!" Sui Linggui shouted, shook his head frantically.
The dagger cuts away the blood-colored clothing.
When she was about to break open her flesh and take out the purple moon flower, her cold and delicate wrist was suddenly grabbed by a pale and slender hand.
A boy suddenly appeared in front of her.
Wearing in black, there is a huge mo feather behind him.
A pair of pure black eyes as dark as night, deep and cold, staring at him.
The boy was full of laziness and tiredness, and he also had a bit of evil spirit.
"I've been suffering for so long, just for that moment of sweetness. Are you willing to die today?" His voice was particularly nice, like a lotus weeping and dew, and the jade in Kunshan was broken.
The boy's appearance was completely unfamiliar, but he had a feeling that made her very familiar.
"Who are you?" Qingge became alert and quietly protected Dongling Cod.
"I am your shadow, Ye Ze." The young man said in a young voice: "It is also an old friend who has been with you for five years, a swamp beast in the realm of nothingness."
"The purple moon flower has chosen you as the main one, and it is integrated with your bones and blood. If you take out the purple moon flower without authorization, the world will be chaotic, and the world and immortality will no longer exist. Only the five heavens can survive."