Ten days later, all the troops searching for Qingge and others returned to the Beiyue Imperial Capital.
They got nothing.
The entire Beiyue Kingdom mourned the death of Anguohou.
On the city wall, Beihuang and Dongling Cod stand side by side.
"I can't find it." Beihuang looked at the magnificent mountains between the sky and the earth and said quietly.
Dongling Cod held his hands behind him. He was wearing a white robe with crabapple embroidered with dark purple patterns. He was noble and elegant.
He lowered his eyes and said, "No, she will not die."
"Indeed, you have to see people alive and die with corpses." Beihuangdao.
At this moment, a soldier walked up to the city wall, knelt down on one knee, raised his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, it's not good. The elder of the Ye family found the marquis wearing in the depths of the Guiyuan Mountains and on the northwest hillside.
The robe was kneeling there and digging the ground, and his hands were broken."
"Why is this happening? Hurry up, take me there." Beihuang said hurriedly.
Regardless of whether Qingge has any problems or not, he must protect Ye Qingtian.
The soldiers took Beihuang and Dongling Cod to the northwest hillside.
There, Ye Wuhen, Ye Yu and other Ye family guard elites were scattered in search of something. Ye Qingtian collapsed to the ground as if he had no strength, holding a black robe in his hand, with scarlet red on the robe
Blood.
Ye Qingtian drooped his head, was listless, and his eyes were dull.
Suddenly, Ye Qingtian crawled on the ground, his old hands kept digging on the ground, his fingernails folded, blood flowed out, and the flesh was cut by the sharp part of the animal bone buried in the land.
After a long time, it was bloody and fuzzy.
"Grandpa, Qingge is fine, you can go back with us first." Ye Wuhen looked at Ye Qingtian in a crazy state and felt very uncomfortable, trying to stop Ye Qingtian.
Ye Qingtian waved his hand and patted Ye Wuhen's hand and kept digging the ground. After digging here, he went to dig there. His lips trembled, and he was chanting something to himself, "Ge'er must be here, I
I feel that Ge'er is very close to me, she must have encountered danger. Ge'er, don't be afraid, Grandpa will come to protect you."
Ye Yu frowned tightly, walked forward, squatted down, and suppressed Ye Qingtian's hand, "Grandpa, Qingge will feel uncomfortable when he sees you now."
"Get out--" Ye Qingtian pushed Ye Yu away, "You vicious woman, stay away from my family song."
After the roar, Ye Qingtian continued to dig the soil.
Ye Yu fell to the ground and looked at Ye Qingtian sadly.
Ye Wuhen walked over and helped Ye Yu up. He looked at Ye Qingtian worriedly and said helplessly: "Qingge's disappearance has stimulated grandpa. It seems that grandpa's condition has worsened."
"If this continues, grandpa will become dementia as the doctor said. Brother, you must stop grandpa." Ye Yu said worriedly.
Ye Wuhen shook his head, "Grandpa and Qingge have the same temperament, and they are as stubborn as Qingge. If Qingge doesn't appear, we can't stop it."
"Grandpa really regards Qingge as his life." Ye Yu said sourly.
"Qingge is his life." Ye Wuhen said.
When Beihuang and Dongling Cod arrived, they saw Ye Qingtian covered in mud and blood, and were in a mess.
"Great Elder." Beihuangdao.
Ye Qingtian ignored it.
Beihuang wanted to say something, Ye Wuhen came to stop him, "Your Majesty, go with grandpa, don't stimulate him anymore."
Beihuang stretched out her hand and bent her waist, stagnant.
After a long time, he stood up straight, put his hands behind him, turned his eyes to the setting sun, and looked at the setting sun, feeling very melancholy.
The heart seems to be torn apart.
He was anxious and impatient than anyone else. He also wanted to know that the cold girl was fine, but he was the king of a country and the noble of nine or five. If even he was confused, then this country would
It's over.
Beside him, Dongling Cod rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and stretched out his hand—
Ye Qingtian saw a pair of hands and thought he wanted to stop him. He was furious. When he turned his head, he saw the man's perfect and gentle side face. Ye Qingtian lowered his head, and his snow-white and slender hands were like shovels, digging soil.
Dongling Cod raised his hand and wiped off the sweat from his face, but it turned into a mud on his handsome face. He looked at Ye Qingtian, smiled slightly, and said, "Dig."
"Dongling, do you think Qingge is here, right?" Ye Qingtian's eyes had a hint of pain and a little dull.
Dongling Cod felt that Ye Qingtian was a little different from usual, so he nodded and said, "Grandpa Ye said yes, that's it."
If he could dig endlessly like this, he would be willing to dig it forever.
Ye Qingtian suddenly became more and more energetic and digging.
In the evening, the faint wind blew the bones.
When Qingge held the staff and walked out of the underground, he saw Ye Qingtian and Dongling Feng who were dug up.
Yes, the place dug by Ye Qingtian is the passage to leave the underground world.
Qingge was stunned.
Ye Qingtian was stunned when he saw Qingge, then stood up and wanted to rub Qingge's head. When he saw his dirty and bloody hands, his movements became stiff.
He put down his hand and put it behind his back, and smiled like an ignorant child, "Ge'er, are you back? Grandpa is going to stew some body-tonifying soup for you."
Qingge frowned tightly, and she looked at Dongling Cod again. There was a trace of soil on Dongling Cod's white face.
Ye Wuhen came over and said carefully about the cause and effect of the matter.
Smack-
With his hands loosened, the staff fell to the ground. Under the setting sun, the staff emitted the moonlight, turning into a ring with diamond-shaped crystals.
Fuxi walked forward and picked up Yuejie.
Every word Ye Wuhen said was beaded in the heart, Qingge felt the tears and the tearing pain made her unable to breathe.
She looked at the old man hanging in front of her, her dry eyes turned slightly red, her nasal cavity was slightly sore, and her throat hurt. She opened her mouth, as if she was stuck in her throat, as if there were thousands of words, but she couldn't say a word.
She was angry and wanted to teach this old man who had blood in his heart a lesson, but she couldn't bear to let it go.
"Grandpa, I'm hungry."
Qingge trembled and stretched out his hand, grabbed Ye Qingtian's clothes, and said softly.
Ye Qingtian smiled like a flower, "Wu Shi, prepare a carriage quickly, pick up the song home, ask Anu to buy more good food, I will take the tricks myself."
When he looked at Qingge, Ye Qingtian's eyes were full of doting, "You're so hungry, go back and have fun with grandpa."
Qingge sniffed and nodded.
Behind her, the high-level monsters who had contracted with members of Xingtian's team were all hosted in the bodies of these people. As for the other monsters, they have now turned into humans.
"Qingge, are they?" Ye Yu asked.
Qingge laughed, "My friends."
Ye Qingtian was probably happy and said, "Hello, my partner, it's great. Let's come to Ye Mansion tonight to have a good time."
Qingge looked at Ye Qingtian's hand with distress, and then burned the immortal flower and applied it to Ye Qingtian's wound.
In a moment, the scars that were shocking and cracked healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued)