After a chat, Huaying returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion with anger and became more cautious about Beilinghai.
Qingge sat on the stone bench in the courtyard of Fengyue Pavilion, put his fingers on the stone table, and tapped it with a very rhythmic sound.
Yinlan walked over with the boiled ginseng soup, "Miss, look at how thin you are. This is the century-old ginseng that the Great Elder specially ordered the kitchen to cook. Drink it."
Qingge took the bowl and swallowed it in one mouthful.
Her eyes passed through the sky and fell on the golden peonies.
The sunset is like blood.
Bang-
The singer loosened and the porcelain bowl broke, wet the floor.
"Miss?" Yin Lan looked at Qingge in surprise.
Qingge frowned and bit her lip.
Suddenly she thought that when she first met Mei Qingchen, there was a big change from Mei Qingchen now. She was completely different. Should she go with the flow or...
At least, in her impression, Mei Qingchen is just a sick beauty. She has a pure heart, a gentle temperament, elegant and noble character. Why did Mei Qingchen tear her heart apart in Xuenv Mountain?
Qingge closed his eyes and carefully recalled what had happened in the past two years.
It seems to be flowing, without any trace, but in fact it has a pair of hands that are fueling the fire and casting nets to catch fish.
On the high wall, the figure of the snake buried behind the sparse branches, wearing a dark green eye mask, and its navy blue right pupil flashed with a strange stream of light.
Qingge suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the high wall, but saw nothing.
Qingge raised his hand, "Nothing is wrong, you go out first."
"Can……"
"go out."
Yinlan held the tray in his hand, but he stopped talking, but finally moved his footsteps and walked out of the Fengyu Pavilion.
The old monk Qingge sat cross-legged on the stone table, put his hands on his knees, and focused on him, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the place of the alchemy fire until it was full. She then pulled endless pure spiritual energy, and from the alchemy fire
It burst out, rushing all the way, singing forward, and the unstoppable impact belonged to the spiritual master's tendon.
She couldn't wait to become stronger, she wanted to jump out of the room, clear away the fog, and not control it by anyone.
The invisible and transparent spiritual energy seemed to transform into thin lines, sweeping towards Qingge from all directions, drilling into the fine pores, and pouring into the alchemy fire like a cleansing sea water.
After being sublimated and refined, Qingge used powerful spiritual power to control spiritual energy and hit the tendons and veins.
The tendons and veins hidden in the bones and blood were fragile and vulnerable, as if they were about to be squeezed out by spiritual energy.
Puff—
Qingge's face turned pale, she covered her chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
If you do not have the right time, place, and people, you will be forced to make a breakthrough, and you will be afraid of backlash.
The red painted door of Fengyue Pavilion was opened by a pair of delicate jade hands. Bi Xishuang walked in with a smile. When he saw Qingge's pale face and blood on the golden peonies, Bi Xishuang's heart trembled suddenly and hurriedly walked over and held Qing.
Song, "What's wrong?"
Li Fugui came in later.
Qingge shook his head weakly, "The breakthrough spirit master failed."
"You are breaking through too fast. Stop and rest for a while, and don't rush for a while." Bixishuang was worried.
"Yes, I'm too eager for utilitarianism." Qingge raised his eyes and looked at Bi Xishuang's beautiful face, quite dazed.
"Qingge, Li Lang found a stronghold in Lingtai Mansion. We are preparing to leave Qingshi Town and go there." Bixi Shuangdao.
When talking about Lingtai Mansion, Qingge thought of Ye Qingcheng's hometown.
It is a remote place, but it is also a beautiful and intoxicating place full of poetry and painting.
"Lingtai Mansion is far away from Jialan, it is a good place." Qingge was supported by Bi Xishuang and got off the stone table.
"There are many things in Fugui Hall, so we are going to set off tonight." Li Fugui said.
Qingge thought for a while and asked, "Wu Yu, is An Suyou still in Beiyue?"
"They both left yesterday." Li Fugui said.
"Be careful," Qingge said solemnly.
Bi Xishuang's face was cold, "He was guilty of being hit by a bolt from the blue for no reason, and he deserved it."
"Maybe." Qingge smiled faintly.
"Qingge, you must take care of yourself." Before leaving, Bi Xishuang held Qingge's hand reluctantly, "If it weren't for your appearance, maybe my life would still be dirty and gray, and I can't do it for you.
You bear the pain, but I can walk with you, regardless of the wind or rain."
"I can." Qingge's eyes softened more and more.
Bi Xishuang stared at Qingge deeply, and finally stepped forward and hugged her for a while before leaving reluctantly.
Qingge looked at Bixishuang's back, and Jialan seemed to be still vivid in her first meeting, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.
The world is dangerous, but as long as there are people around you who live and die together, it seems that it is no big deal.
The gauze demon jumped down from the eaves, glanced at the half-open red painted door, shrugged, laughed, and said, "Even Bixishuang said this, it can be seen how Wuyu deserves it."
Qingge pulled his lips and didn't say anything.
The veil demon didn't care and said to himself: "There are five elders of Jialan, the great elder is not ashamed of being sanctified, the third elder Shi Zhonghai is pedantic and feudal, the third elder Xu Niansheng is transcendent and unparalleled, the fourth elder is empty and free, the fifth elder is spiritual and child is intelligent
Weird, the five elders and An Suyou are all in Jialan's peak period. That kind of glory is unimaginable. Even Luohua City has to give in to three points. Jialan is rumored that the fourth elders are because of Nanming.
Death, Qingge, do you really think this is the real cause of death of the fourth elder?"
Qingge sat on the stone bench with her back against the cross-section of the stone table. She wrapped her hands around her chest, lazily raised her eyelids and looked at the Qingyao demon, "Elder Kongxu is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me..."
Qingge's face had no expression on her face, but a storm broke out in her mind.
Yan Bitong, empty—
"Doesn't it matter?" Qingxiao Yao smiled deeply, "I don't know whether the fourth elder is alive or not, but the fifth elder spirit boy is still alive, trapped under the blue sea. Qingge, he hates Jia Lan.
…” It seems to be implying something.
Qingge's eyes were filled with cold lights, and thunder suddenly appeared. She suddenly raised her eyes, looked at the Qingyao Demon, slapped the table, and grabbed the Qingyao Demon's collar, "Qingyao, don't plot against me."
"What should I do? Have you seen through it?" The smile on the face of the shisha demon continued to deepen.
Qingge narrowed his eyes gently and loosened the lace of the gauze demon.
She sat down gracefully, her legs crossed, "You can bet on everything and look at death as if you were home, and you are not afraid of the destruction of the Qingsha clan because you left the blood of the Qingsha clan and passed on it in the way of Tiandi Academy. I am different from you, I am
I won’t go all out to massacre Galan because I’m afraid of death.”
After she died, how sad her Ji Yue should be.
The light veil demon's eyes flashed, his red lips slightly opened, and finally turned into a strange smile.
"Qingge, we are all the people."
Leaving such a thought-provoking sentence, the light gauze demon walked out of Fengyue Pavilion slowly.
After leaving Fengyue Pavilion, quietly jumped out of the night mansion, the light gauntarius secretly entered a restaurant, walked up to the second floor, and opened the elegant room.
In the room, the man sat in a leather chair with his back to her.
"Director Yan, can there be any changes in the plan?"
Dean Yan stood up, turned around, and looked at the Shiwei Demon, "Are you really going to do this?"
The sage demon pursed her lips, then closed her eyes, and murmured: "We're just pushing her."
Dean Yan sighed, "This time we found Elder Ye, she has regarded us as friends."
The light gauntlet demon suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes slightly red, "Yes, friend, Uncle Yan, what should I do? I'm going to lose my only friend."
Dean Yan Taixi.
In life, everyone has their own helplessness and unyieldingness. (To be continued)