Qingge stood in the Burning Moon Palace, looking at the surrounding scenery, and his heart was desolate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "8" 8 "read "book, .2 ■ 3.o ⊥

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After she left, the Burning Moon Hall was once again uninhabited and deserted.

Qingge couldn't help but raise his legs and walked to the backyard, where was the world of screens.

Lingtong followed, and also saw these screens, Lingtong was in a trance, thoughtful, and said: "Qingge, do you believe it, screens can be turned into shackles and imprison people's souls." ”

Hearing this, she trembled lightly, she remembered the voice she heard in the screen world that day, Yan Bitong said, save her.

"Lingtong, I once accidentally strayed into the world of the screen and heard my mother's voice." Qingge said.

She thought that Lingtong had such a good relationship with emptiness, and she knew something more or less, so she specially told Lingtong about it.

Lingtong was stunned, "What did you say?" ”

Qingge glanced at the spirit boy in surprise.

Lingtong was silent, biting his thumb for a long time, before he said, "Your surname is Ye, you are the daughter of Night Terror and Yan Bitong?!" ”

Qingge raised her eyebrows, "Don't you know." ”

Lingtong's thin lips pursed, he really didn't know about it, he only knew the name of Qingge, and he didn't know that Qingge's father was Night Terror, although he had heard of Ye Qingtian, but he had never seen Ye Qingtian himself, when he was in Xuanyue Pass, the big guys all called Ye Qingtian an elder, and Qingge and Ye Wuxian were just called grandfathers, so Lingtong didn't know.

Qingge smelled a hint of something wrong and asked, "I'm the daughter of Night Terror and Yan Bitong, is there anything wrong?" ”

Lingtong hesitated for a moment and said, "The fourth elder of Jialan is empty, he once admired your mother, and this person is actually a bit extreme. ”

Qingge narrowed her eyes, "But my mother is dead." ”

"Dead?" Lingtong was surprised.

As everyone knows, Yan Bitong and Night Terror died seventeen years ago.

Qingge nodded.

Lingtong sighed, "Things are people, it turns out that the sky outside has already changed." ”

This world is no longer the world he once was familiar with.

"Let's go, Lingtong, do you think that with his innocent temperament, he will hide Xishuang somewhere." Qingge asked.

This is the fundamental reason why she brought the spirit boy here, the spirit child knows more than anyone else, and she used to be the fourth elder of Jialan, so she should also be very clear about the terrain and secret rooms of Jialan.

Lingtong was serious, with a decent appearance, one hand around his waist, the other hand touched his chin, thought for a while, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he saw him clapping his hands and said, "I know where it is, follow me." ”

Lingtong walked in front, and Qingge followed.

The spirit boy walked with ease, even if Garan had been forgotten by him, however, he still knew which path led where, and his body would not deceive.

The two of them walked out of the Burning Moon Hall and went straight to the west.

Late at night, the moon is bright.

Under an attic in the west, Lingtong pushed open a dark grid, and the stone wall opened automatically, Lingtong looked back at Qingge, who followed him into the stone wall.

Then, the stone wall closes automatically.

Inside the stone wall, there is a dark corridor, and the two of them walked on the corridor one after the other, and when they came to the end, they saw the stone steps.

"I didn't expect there to be such a good place hidden in Garan." A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Qingge's mouth.

"This is the dungeon of Garan, where the Dark Guards live, and where they are refined." As he walked, Lingtong said, "I was once imprisoned here by An Suyou, and after the tsunami, he sacrificed me to carry the tsunami. ”

On both sides of the stone steps, there were ghosts and fires, and a strange smile appeared on the face of the spirit boy.

"There's someone in the dungeon, come here with me." Lingtong took Qingge's hand and walked down the shortcut to the east of the stone steps.

Around, there was darkness, and Ling Tong's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness, and Qingge just had to follow her.

Finally, he walked to a door, the door was two stone doors, there was a gap in the middle, the spirit boy lay on the stone door, looking out through the gap.

Ling Tong's eyes suddenly tightened, he didn't say a word, glanced at Qingge, and then looked at the gap between the two doors.

Singing lightly, he looked at the crack in the door, the crack in the door was facing a cell, the thick iron pillar was forested, but this cell was a little warm and warm, and it was arranged into a home, with a green gauze curtain, silk and satin, and the ceiling was still hung with night pearls, and the bed was covered with several quilts, and the woman in her underwear sat on the bed, with a white face, and three thousand green silk were scattered, and there was an iron ring on the woman's feet, and the iron chain shackled her.

Footsteps sounded, and Wuyu, dressed in a black robe, walked over, carrying a lunch box in his hand.

Wu Yu opened the cell door and put the lunch box on the table.

Wuyu took out the food inside, picked it up, and fed it to Bi Xishuang gently, Bi Xishuang raised his hand, raised his hand suddenly, and threw the bowl in Wu Yu's hand on the ground, the bowl was broken, and the food fell to the ground, Wu Yu took the chopsticks, looked down at the scum on the ground, he laughed twice, and cleaned it up.

"You just beat the child, your health is not good, you have to eat a little bit." Wu Yu said worriedly.

Bixi's eyes were full of hatred, and she looked at Wu Yu with hatred, "Wu Yu, you really make me disgusting, you better just treat me like this, otherwise, I must kill you with my own hands and avenge my dead child." ”

Bi Xishuang was unusually thin, and when she spoke, her body was trembling, and her beautiful eyes were bloodshot, red and terrible, and her chest was rising and falling, and she was furious.

"Li Fugui's wild seed, why do you want to stay?" With a cruel smile, she clasped Bi Xishuang's jaw and said, "Xishuang, you can only be mine." ”

Bixi snorted and skimmed her face vigorously, "Yes, even if you die, is it yours?" ”

Wuyu saw the determination in Bixi's eyes.

Wuyu's heart tingled.

This girl no longer belongs to her, her eyes no longer look at him, and there is no longer him in her heart.

But he wanted to work hard, let time go back to the past, and make up for his regrets. Positive: Positive \\, //Positive

"What did you do to my dantian?" Bi Xishuang looked at Wu Yu coldly, "Do you want to destroy my dantian?" ”

When she woke up from this cage, she found that the dantian could not store spiritual energy, and she couldn't even feel the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Do you know about the Poison Spirit?" Ask without worry.

Bixi's eyes suddenly tightened, Poison Lingsan, a violent poison, specifically destroying people's dantian, a month after taking Poison Lingsan, if you don't take the antidote, the dantian will be completely poisoned.

Bixi clenched her hands, her face was pale, and she laughed angrily: "Your dantian is ruined, your strength is not as good as mine, so you have to destroy my dantian too, no worries, because you, the first half of my life, have been in ruins, do you want to let the second half of my life fall into despair?" ”

Speaking of the back, Bi Xishuang almost roared.

Wuyu's face changed, he refilled a bowl of rice and walked up to Bi Xishuang: "Don't be hungry, eat first." ”