Among the bloody lotus petals, the girl rises slowly, like a messenger of the setting sun, blooming in Nanming.
"Sister..." Ye Jingjing said loudly when she saw the girl on the Blood Demon Flower.
"How is this possible!"
Beilinghai shook his head, "No one has ever survived under the blood lotus."
At this time, everyone saw that the Blood Demon Flower was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, embedded between Qing Ge's eyebrows, Qing Ge's eyes were closed tightly, three thousand blue hairs were rippling in the water, and the rolling waves lifted her to the top of the clouds.
, the sky was surrounded by red clouds, and half of the country seemed to be beneath her.
The water of the Xishui River gently wrapped the sleeping girl and slowly placed the girl on the edge of the river bank.
When the waves fade away, the sunset remains the same.
Mo Xie and Ye Jingjing hurriedly rushed forward, while Yin Liangsha and Xiao Rufeng also hurriedly stepped forward.
Mo Xie picked up Qingge. Qingge's chest rose and fell, and he spat out. His face was pale and fragile. Qingge's eyebrows were inlaid with bright red blood lotus flowers, which looked charming and coquettish.
"Don't leave."
When Mo Xie wanted to take Qing Ge away, Bei Yueming's people surrounded Mo Xie and others.
"I, Mo Xie, want to leave, do you think you can stop me?" Mo Xie changed his usual scoundrel appearance and said seriously.
"Blood Lotus is Bei Yue's national flower. Now that it has entered her body, no one can leave unless the Blood Lotus is left behind." Bei Yueming glanced at the Blood Demon Flower between Qingge's eyebrows and said.
Be ruthless and ruthless to the end.
"Your Majesty, human life is at stake. I won't be able to get this Blood Lotus out for a while. At least I need to save Qingge first." Xiao Rufeng looked at the Blood Demon Flower thoughtfully and then said.
"No." Bei Yueming's attitude was firm.
Mo Xie gritted his teeth and held Qingge's hand tightly. He looked at Bei Yueming, who was standing opposite and was surprisingly cold, and felt a little strange.
They met when they were young, swaggering around in the imperial capital of Beiyue Kingdom, practicing together, and drinking together. He thought this was brotherly love, but the man who once told him that he had the world in his heart now wanted to force a defenseless girl to death.
He lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms.
His face was so white that it was almost transparent. Although half of his face was covered with purple birthmarks, the other half was delicate and charming. Mo Xie suddenly thought that when diamonds were dug out from the depths of the mountains, even the most ordinary
Not even as good as a stone.
A trace of blood spread from the corner of Qingge's mouth. She grabbed Mo Xie's clothes tightly and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood sprayed on Mo Xie's neck, as charming as a flower.
Qingge's hand was still holding Mo Xie's clothes. She turned her head and looked weakly at the cold and determined Bei Yueming. There was blood at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled fragilely, like the last convulsion before the blood lotus withered.
"Bei Yueming, you'd better pray that I die."
She laughed, her mouth was full of blood, and the Blood Demon Flower between her eyebrows was extremely beautiful.
"Give it all to me, my king, and take down Ye Qingge." Bei Yueming frowned and said.
Qingge leaned on Mo Xie's chest and slowly closed her eyes. Before she fainted, she saw Ye Xue smiling provocatively at her, saw countless guards slowly surrounding her, and saw a purple figure in the distance...
The guards with long swords in their hands all attacked Mo Xie Qingge. Mo Xie narrowed his eyes and prepared to attack. Xiao Rufeng and Yin Liangsha also held weapons in their hands, ready to fight.
However--
At this moment, a bolt of thunder rolled up in the sky, and all the guards' attacking movements stopped abruptly. With a deep voice, these guards all knelt down!
Bei Yueming frowned and suddenly raised his head to look to the north of the horizon.
In the empty city shrouded by the setting sun, on top of the clouds, a man in a purple robe sat lazily on a bamboo arrogance. The hem of his robe that trailed to the floor was embroidered with floating parasol trees. The clouds and mist looked so cold and forbidding.
The man has a pair of long and narrow evil star eyes, his distant mountain-like eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and he has a faint aura of murderous intent. He comes from the top of the clouds, and everything on the dark red sky seems to have become his foil. Feng Hua
Yanyan is a world of her own, and I am afraid it will be difficult to find another person as dignified as this in the world.
Four blood wolves with sharp fangs and wings growing from their backs were located in the four directions of Zhujiao, southeast, northwest, and stopped on the bank of Xishui River carrying Zhujiao.
Crowds of people came, Mei Niang came with the elites of the Colosseum, dozens of people all knelt on one knee in front of Zhujiao.
"Master, my servant is late." Mei Niang lowered her head and said.
"Get up..."
The man's voice is like the mountains and rivers piled up in the forest. In the twilight of late winter, it is really pleasant to hear, melodious and touching. It is intoxicating and gentle, but it is also mixed with magnetism and a touch of hoarseness, full of evil and sycophantic flavor.
He stood up from Zhujiao. Bei Yueming's bodyguard was kneeling inside. He walked through the middle and stopped in front of Mo Xie.
"Give it to me." he said.
"Why should I believe that you won't hurt her?" Mo Xie looked at her without any timidity, and his aura was not lost.
The man smiled evilly, his black hair twisting like ink.
"Brother Mo, give it to him. People in the Colosseum will not harm Qingge." Xiao Rufeng said: "Qingge was seriously injured. I am afraid that only the owner of the Colosseum can save her."
The Colosseum possesses all kinds of rare treasures of heaven and earth, and even the treasury of the Beiyue Kingdom is dwarfed by it.
Mo Xie had no choice but to hand the Qingge in his arms to the man.
The man hugged Qingge gently and was about to return to Zhujiao, but Ye Jingjing grabbed his sleeve. The man turned around, and Ye Jingjing raised her eyes and looked at him innocently, "We must save my sister."
The man smiled and agreed, without even looking at Bei Yueming, he walked up to Zhujiao and sat down with Qingge in his arms.
Bei Yueming was angry in his heart and said: "Master Ming, if you want to take Ye Qingge away, you can leave the blood lotus behind."
Ming Qianjue was sitting among the bamboo pride, stroking the Blood Demon Flower between Qingge's eyebrows with his fingertips. Hearing Bei Yueming's voice, he raised his eyes lazily and forgot about Bei Yueming, and suddenly said: "The little prince is really
Now that you're done, your father will have to be polite when he sees me."
"This is Beiyue, and I am the prince of Beiyue." Beiyue Ming said.
"So what, prince?" Ming Qianjue raised his eyebrows, "If you don't want to live, just come to the Colosseum to find me."
While speaking, four blood wolves, carrying Zhujiao on their backs, flew towards the Colosseum, leaving a trail of smoke in the sky.
Mei Niang glanced at Bei Yueming coldly, then turned around and left with the elites of the Colosseum.
Beiyue Meditation led people to catch up, but was stopped by Beiling Hai, "Ming Qianjue left the seclusion early, and his strength will definitely increase greatly. And I heard that he has some friendship with the elders of Jialan Academy. If you want to enter Jialan Academy
, just don’t anger him.”
Bei Yueming clenched her hands tightly and looked bitterly at the direction in which Zhujiao disappeared.
Night song——
What's so good about Ye Qingge? She's just a waste, so why does everyone stand by her side.
Forget about Xiao Rufeng and Mo Xie, now even the owner of the Colosseum, Ming Qianjue, has come to save her, what a great ability! (To be continued)