When Mingyou finished speaking the first sentence, Ming Qianjue's heart sucked together, and it hurt a lot. No matter what, Mingyou was his younger brother who was blood-soluble in water, but when he heard the words behind Mingyou
, the turbulent anger burned up.
Ming Qianjue waved his big hand and wanted to hit Ming You in the face again.
Halfway through, Ming You grabbed his wrist. Ming You's eyes were clearly black and white, deep and soft. He looked at Ming Qianjue gently and said calmly: "Do you remember a dark-skinned man we met when we ran away?
He said he was an ugly devil at that time, and you look very similar to him at that time."
Ming Qianjue's heart was trembling. At that time, nearly 40,000 people in the huge family died. They hid in hiding and lived a life of escape. In the first year, they accidentally entered a mansion.
He was captured by the evil slave and locked up in a woodshed room.
The evil slave has the habit of breaking his sleeves. Mingyou gave the only fake death medicine on his body to Ming Qianjue. Ming Qianjue was able to escape, but Ming You suffered unheard of torture in that woodshed. Ming Qianjue was
Thrown in a mass grave as a corpse.
When he returned to the woodshed, he saw a burly man pressing on Mingyou. Mingyou's eyes were dull. Ming Qianjue was angry and slashed the back of the man's head with an axe, and blood splattered his face.
He hurriedly wrapped Mingyou with his outer robe. Mingyou's face was pale and said, "Brother, I want to die so much."
In the inner palace of the underground palace, when Ming Qianjue came to his senses, Hua Ying had already helped Ming You walk away.
Ming Qianjue's eyes were a little bloodshot. He clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it hard on the table, smashing the porcelain cup. The pieces of the porcelain cup cut the hand in his palm.
Mei Niang walked in and saw Ming Qianjue's decadent appearance, frowned slightly.
"Mei Niang." Ming Qianjue collapsed weakly on the chair.
"Master, I'm here."
"Am I wrong?"
"Master is right."
Yes, he is right. He is carrying a deep hatred for the sea of blood. He endured humiliation for so many years, just to win the day of victory. What is it to sacrifice her, Ye Qingge on this road of exile?
Back to the point, Ming Qianjue was so evil that he pulled out the pieces inserted into the flesh of his palm, and said, "It seems that the contractor of the Fire Dragon is Ye Qingge, but she is really smart and pushes things to me."
"Ye Qingge doubts you?"
"She is a wolf." She is very alert.
"The venerables from the four-star continent have come to Beiyue. Although they are still lingering in the Colosseum, they are afraid that they will ask for trouble for your master in a few days. We..." Mei Niang said.
.
Ming Qianjue snorted coldly, "Leave Beiyue and disappear for the time being."
"Where is Ye Qingge?" Mei Niang asked.
Ming Qianjue's eyebrows trembled slightly, "Ye Qingge should go to Jialan next, and there is Yu Ji there, so don't worry."
“…”
Let’s talk about Qingge. After chatting with Yun Yuexia, she devoted herself to the song of the Mingyue Prison. The song of the Mingyue Prison records a lot of things about divination. Qingge is blessed to her heart, thinking that she can also become a fortune teller.
After Yun Yuexia learned her thoughts, she said bluntly: "Give up, you don't have the talent for divination, you have no chance at all."
Qingge is embarrassing, this is too shocking.
Qingge then looked at the Prison Song of the Moon and saw the conversation between Master Reincarnation and Feng Qi on page 7.
Reincarnation Question: The rise and fall of the world, decline and prosperity, requires one person to promote it.
Feng Qi: Who is that person?
——The person with two fate stars.
--I.
——The Queen, if the people want you to die, will you not die?
——I don’t want to die, can I live again?
...
Yun Yuexia saw Qingge staring at the seventh page in a daze, lowered her eyes and looked at the conversation between the two, and after a moment, she said, "You and Feng Qi have the same fate, but their essence is different."
Qingge put together the song of the moon prison, lying on the imperial concubine's couch, laughing, "Where is different?"
"Fengqi is the god of war on the ancient battlefield. Master Huan Reincarnation was the most powerful fortune teller at that time. As far as I know, Master Huan Reincarnation and Feng Qizun called him brothers, looking for soulmates from the mountains and flowing waters."
Qingge listened quietly, Yun Yuexia slowly said, "So, Master Reincarnation will do his best to protect Feng Qizun, no matter what, she will not die miserably, but Feng Qizun, although she is strong
, but she did not have the spirit of resistance. She thought that the cycle of reincarnation in heaven had a beginning and an end. Since heaven was destined to die, no matter what she did, she would just struggle to death. Her death was destined."
Qingge and Feng Qizun are not people of the same era. The only thing that can pull the two together is nothing more than two unique fate stars.
Qingge can also see on the seventh page of Mingyue Prison Song that Fengqi is a person who flows along the water. Although she knows that her ending is death, she is neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor annoyed, and does not try to change this ending.
, it is not getting increasingly depressed, but when he is alive, the name Fengqi is shocked.
"But you are different."
Yun Yuexia said again: "Your bones are filled with fire, stubbornness, stubbornness, and unwillingness. You think no one can deprive you of your life. Even if it is the people of this world, you will not kill innocent people, but once you anger, you will be
There are sorrows everywhere, and you have your persistence and your principles, even the Supreme God cannot shake it."
Along the way, Yun Yuexia saw her crawling out of the abyss of purgatory, from the trampled waste, becoming the Marquis, Jia Lan's future heir, the queen...
There are tens of millions of weak people, but the strong and excellent people often have similarities.
A tenacious spirit and a belief in not giving up—
Qingge smiled bitterly.
A guard knocked on the door, "Miss Ye, Mr. Shi Yin from the auction house invited Miss Ye and Yun Niang to the auction house to have a small gathering."
Mr. Shiyin?
Qingge turned his head and looked at Yun Yuexia.
Qingge told her about Shi Yin playing chess with her that day at the auction.
"He knows the master of reincarnation? There are also the chess scores of the master of reincarnation and Feng Qizun?" Yun Yuexia thought seriously, "Only the divinationists know the master of reincarnation's power. They have indeed played a game of chess, not just playing chess.
, it would be better to say that the world is playing. This game of chess is a dead end. I just heard that it is difficult to get the chessboard."
Qingge nodded, making sense.
"It seems that Mr. Shi Yin is not a simple person." Yun Yuexia narrowed her eyes and sneered.
"I think he wants to see you."
"I?"
"Yes, it's you."
Qingge said: "He didn't let me go, but we went there together. He should have found out your identity and background clearly. In this way, he should be a fortune teller."
After all, only fortune tellers are interested in fortune tellers.
Yun Yuexia suddenly realized.
Qingge chuckled, returned the Mingyue Prison Song to Yun Yuexia, got up, stretched out, "Let's go, this young master Shi Yin is really good-looking, he is the host of the auction house, has a rich background, and is a rich son-in-law,