The white hair was rippling, and the girl walked slowly, neither anxious nor slow, and she grew lotus step by step, with a shiny and strong smile on the corner of her mouth.
When she knew about Bixishuang's accident, her last relationship for Jialan had long been destroyed.
Whether it is An Suyou or Wuyou, or a pill to treat Ye Jingjing's appearance—
She didn't want to compromise every day in Jialan, nor did she want Bixishuang's nightmares.
The four-star college?
It's just a nonsense.
The world is so big that she doesn't believe there is no place for her.
Since she broke up, she didn't mind tearing her hard.
"Great Elder, how can Ye Qingge be so good? Can he cover the sky with one hand in Jialan? Will the elder say this too much?" Qingge smiled contemptuously, as arrogant as he said, "You are pedantic and cover up your own pedantic self.
People blame others for showing mercy? Qingge just wanted to ask the elder, has the past hundred years been in vain?"
Bi Xishuang lay in Li Fugui's arms, looking at the girl with complex and deep eyes under the white moonlight with a cold and cold look.
She turned her head and saw Li Fugui's angular outline and Shengshi's side face. Her heart suddenly trembled. An inexplicable feeling spread in her chest. Bi Xi raised her hands suddenly and wrapped around Li Fugui's neck.
Li Fugui turned around ecstatically. When his eyes fell on Bixishuang, the ferocious beast-like anger turned into lingering friendship and endless pampering. Bixishuang lowered his head slightly, his eyes a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, my heart has settled.
After many years of wandering around, just like the rainy night back then, she saved him in a place that would never be restored, and he took her to a life of no dispute. The years are quiet and peaceful, and I will live with you until old age.
A flower, a leaf, a chasing, a life, a pair of people.
Ji Qingfeng's eyes were dark, his hands were clenched under his sleeves, his gentle face no longer calm, stirring up storm, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Compared with the undercurrents of Ji Qingfeng and Li Fugui, the rest are paying attention to the girl's words.
The vitality of the veil flowing in the singer gradually peeled off. Wuyu watched the veil flowing suddenly shrink, and An Suyou stood by silently, and Shi Zhonghai frowned.
On the attic in the distance, a beauty wearing a black cloud dress stands on the eaves. Under the clear and bright night, she is elegant and luxurious, and is independent of the world.
Yu Ji smiled mockingly as he looked at the movements in the Fenyue Palace.
Wuyu said: "You said I am covering up? How can I say "cover up"?"
Qingge sneered and didn't speak.
"Qingge, if you have something to say, let go of the wandering first." An Suyou whispered.
Qingge glanced coldly at the dying gauntlet, who was about to die, and with force on his wrist, he smashed the gauntlet to the ground under the gauntletlet's gauntlet's gauntlet.
The veil flowed away from the head and hit the corner of the door, and blood flowed down from the wound on the forehead.
Qingge turned around and walked into the Burning Moon Hall. The Galan people gathered at the door all subconsciously retreated to both sides, giving up avenue of starlight for her.
Qingge walked forward calmly, covered in fierce and evil spirits, and her eyes were filled with frost. When she saw Yan Bitong's screen becoming so unrecognizable, her heart was once again angry.
A dragon has reverse scales, and it will die if it touches it.
She occupied this body, and she was flesh and blood, and was no longer the only one code-named murder tool. Along the way, she had heard the story of Yan Bitong countless times and the legend created by Ye Jingfeng.
It can be said that Yan Bitong and Ye Jingfeng are the softest and most sensitive parts of her heart. In the entire Fengyue Hall, she loves this screen alone, which can make up for her disappearing family affection.
The smell of pig blood spread. Lu Yaoyao in the distance lay on the ground and spasmed, her mouth full of blood opened and closed, not knowing what to say.
My thoughts are twists and turns, and Qingyin's eyes trembled, understanding, and understanding.
She picked up the broken screen from the ground, turned to look at Wuyu, her eyes were filled with a cool and thin look, and the evil spirit was brewing in her eyes, "Great Elder, are you blind? The screen in the Burning Moon Hall was damaged by Lu Yaoyao, Xishuang
Furious, you just want to catch people to the Punishment Hall without any discrimination. It seems that Jialan is just a third-rate place."
One word aroused a thousand layers of anger.
But she ignored the thoughts of these people, staring at Wuyu as sharply as if he was unsheathed.
Qingya Liuli covered her purple neck and stood up by someone. She looked at Qingge with a ferocious look, and her face under the snow-colored veil was a little distorted.
"Qingge, even if Lu Yaoyao smashes the screen, even if it is punished, it should be the people from the Punishment Hall. Xishuang is extremely ruthless. If we are late, I am afraid that Lu Yaoyao will die in Bixi.
In the hands of the two." The speaker was Shi Zhonghai.
Qingge raised her eyebrows, "If you are really worried about Lu Yaoyao, why would she be so wounded and struggling on the ground?"
Shi Zhonghai was speechless.
The decorations of the Fenyue Palace were all the empty efforts of the fourth elder. When he saw the broken screen, he was also very angry. Perhaps, they all knew who the commander behind this was, and they wanted to cover her.
Qingge held the screen in one hand, and the fingertips of the other hand touched the pig blood that was pasted on Yan Bitong's face. Her fingers were stained with sticky and cold blood. She held it in her mouth, snorted coldly, and said: "
This pig's blood contains the ingredients of ungulate herbs. I believe you are familiar with ungulate herbs. If the elders don't believe it, you can also find a doctor to identify it."
Xun Herb, also known as the killing medicine, is a very violent herb. Xun Herb is ground into powder and mixed in the air. It is invisible, colorless and tasteless. When the person smells it, he will get angry and lose control of his mind, his heart is filled with murderous intent and violent.
The light veil was wide open, and the ungulate herb was extremely precious. Only one could find in the depths of the Bohai Sea. No one could find anything except professional doctors and alchemists, even if it was Wuyu An Suyou and others.
It was also because of this that the light veil flow was able to mix the pig blood of Lu Yaoyao.
Wuyu had a calm face and didn't speak. He seemed to believe Qingge's words, but he did not mean to ask a doctor to identify...
"Please come on the doctor."
Ji Qingfeng said, "Zhixiong, go, Jialan is on the top of the mountains, with strict rules and good atmosphere. If there is any case of frame-up and framing, he will naturally not tolerate it." As he said, he glanced at He Zhixiong
.
He Zhixiong only felt that the atmosphere in the Fenyue Palace was a bit strange. He heard the sound, nodded, turned around and left, and asked Jialan's imperial physician to come.
The light veiled panic, suddenly smiled in a weird way, and calmed down again.
So what if Ye Qingge discovered the herb? Who knows that it was the medicine she was displaced from Qingwei?
Xun herbs are rare and precious, and they are priceless. She stayed in Jialan all year round and had never even contacted her family. How could Xun herbs have Xun herbs?
What's more, even if it's her?
As long as she is a veil, Jialan can accommodate her.
The veil is displaced and reveals a hideous look—
When He Zhixiong went to hire a doctor, Qingge sent a voice to Ji Yue's soul in the realm of nothingness and said, "Can you let Lu Yaoyao speak?"
Previously, when riding the green-eyed flame-spraying beast to the top of the mountains, Ji Yue told her in detail what happened in the Burning Moon Palace, which naturally also included the fact that Lu Yaoyao's throat was hoarse. (To be continued)