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She watched Ji Yue's face return to its original state, and just wanted to find another place on her body where she could let her blood, and exchange blood for the continuation of her life.

Biting his dry lips, Qingge laboriously picked up the Mingwang knife and made a cut at the collarbone, and blood suddenly gushed out.

The Ming King's knife fell from her hand, and in the silent ruins, there was a chilling sound.

Qingge leaned down, the blood-stained collarbone covered Ji Yue's lips, Qingge's shoulder, Ji Yue's eyes suddenly opened, a pair of yin and weird pupils, evil and demonic, he suddenly threw Qingge to the ground, like an out-of-control vampire in ancient Europe, desperately sucking/sucking the last trace of residual blood.

Qingge's back was against the cold ground, her body was surrounded by smoke, her eyes were shining, her red robe was torn off, her fragrant shoulders were exposed, and the blood was like an unknown wildflower under the bridge, which bloomed wildly when it spread quietly, and the man who usually protected her like a treasure seemed to be enchanted, his eyes exuded a terrifying aura, tossing and turning, and his feelings were deep.

His lips were red with the blood in her body.

Sen Ran's breath floated, and she sang lightly about her powerlessness, like falling into hell, she narrowed her eyes and looked weakly at the crazy Ji Yue.

It's good to be alive.

As long as you live, no matter what the cost, you can do it.

When she saw Ji Yue's body pierced by ten thousand arrows, Qingge was so flustered for the first time, even if it was the wedding of the prosperous world that day, Mei Qingchen insisted on leaving her alone to face the jokes of the envoys of the hundred countries and the people of the world, she was never frightened.

But when Ji Yue was lying in her arms, and there was no longer any life on her body, the anger in Qingge's heart could burn the heavens and the earth.

She didn't allow him to die, he died, what did she do?

What to do?

Do you want her to live alone?

At this point, Qingge finally saw her heart clearly, under the holes, there was still warmth, and she could still do everything to put out the fire on a moth alone.

She once married a person regardless of the omen of great evil, regardless of life and death on the way, but she was abandoned.

But she knows that in this world, there will always be someone who regards her as her life.

That person is Ji Yue.

He fended off the attack of the Flame Demon Blood Wolf when she was dying, and he once said to another man, you just need to be good to her, and let me do the rest.

He said, I will only give you one chance to indulge, and next time, I will never let you escape.

He used the power stored for sixteen years, just for a spring snow, the war of the four dynasties, and he rode the sky and thunder for her. He was always like this, he only thought of her, as long as she said it, he would do it, even if he was asked to die, he would believe that death was good for him.

Look back and look at the man who always stays behind you and dies for you, she is the king of your own people.

Under the ruins, dim and deep, Qingge seemed to have returned to her previous life, performing the task Fengshan collapsed, at that time, she watched the boulder rolling down the landslide, knowing that she only had one way to die, but her heart was open, not afraid of life and death, how to die, how to live, for her, it was the same.

But at the moment when he was really dying, Qingge was afraid.

She didn't want to die, she still had a lot of work to do, she was afraid that if she died, Ye Qingtian would not be able to withstand the blow, such a kind and fragile old man......

She also wanted to hold the little fox and lie on the chaise longue in the warm afternoon and sway, and she also wanted to tell Ji Yue to take her to the demon domain, watch the sunrise in the demon domain, sit on the phoenix seat, and dress her in a hundred phoenixes......

Boom!

The sound of broken mountains and rivers!

Qingge's pupils suddenly constricted, the wind raged around her, her body suddenly fell, her mind was clear, and the figure of the man lying behind her faded and disappeared in the ruins.

The magma boulder fell from the sky, and it was about to be smashed towards the light song, and the fiery red color rendered the pupils of the light song, and in an instant, the heaven and the earth collided, and the universe was displaced.

It's the Marquis of Yingwu Mansion again!

Qingge looked down, his hands raised, the skin on his wrists was delicate and smooth, intact, and the clothes on his collarbones were not half disordered.

"Illusion?"

Qingge frowned, the perception was so strong, she didn't believe it was an illusion.

After a moment of silence, he sang and rejoiced, and no matter what, he was alive...... That's it.

The gloomy wind blew silently, and Qingge found that the soles of his feet were bulging, and his soft boots were removed, and when he looked down, it was a quaint book and a piece of dark gravel, and the texture of the gravel stone surface was ancient and complex, deriving a wisp of calm atmosphere.

Qingge squatted down and picked up the gravel and the book, on the page, the golden light flashed, and the three big characters dragon flying and phoenix dance flashed.

Great Spirit Master!

Qingge's eyelids kept jumping, surprised, sitting on the spot, the hem of the robe burned like fire, she opened the book in her hand, the handwriting of the ancestors was strong and powerful, word by word, telling all the mood of the life of the person who wrote this book.

The transparency of the state of mind is even more difficult than cultivation, otherwise there would not be so many strong people who have abandoned their cultivation because of their heart knots.

What shocked Qingge was that this was a great spirit master's state of mind, that is to say, from the innate thirteen swords, the spirit master's seven swords, to the great spirit master's state of mind, all of them were recorded.

"Great Spirit Master?" Qingge closed the book, his eyes froze, and his breathing became slightly short.

Qin Kui, a second-sword spirit master can destroy an empire.

Dean of Jialan Academy, An Suyou, Four Sword Spirit Master, is similar in strength to the city lord of Falling Flower City, and the two can be said to be the strongest Venerable in the Four-Star Continent.

But after the Four Sword Spirit Masters, there are five swords, six swords, and seven swords, which have never appeared on the four-star continent!

Not to mention the Great Spirit Master!

Unattainable Existence -

Qingge focused on the gravel, which was called the Immortal Stone.

After reaching the strength of the Great Spirit Master, the strong can use the aura to condense into a stone, and write the deeds of his life in the Eternal Life Stone to avoid being forgotten after death, and some lucky people can even get the inheritance of the Great Spirit Master.

Qingge took a deep breath and closed the book, her jade hand gripping the Immortal Stone.

The aura erupted from the Danhuo, ran into Qingge's hand, and then merged into the Immortal Stone.

In an instant, the immortal stone body shone brightly, and the blue-gray light stinged people's eyes.

Half an hour passed, a jet-black light blade swept out, rushed into Qingge's eyebrows, and completely disappeared.

At the same time, in the eyes of the light song, there was green smoke and gray electricity, and in the misty thoughts, the voice of the man's magnetic strength sounded.

"This candidate, the Marquis of Yingwu in the Northern Moon, a hundred years of evergreen, the ambition of his life, all in eternal life, eternal life and one stone, containing what Ben Hou heard, saw, and known, hope to pass on to future generations and benefit all sentient beings."

I only heard his voice, but I didn't see anyone.

Despite this, Qingge seemed to be able to imagine what kind of man it was that was a powerful and domineering man with the wrath of the general.

The first person to be the marquis of Beiyue, the wind and clouds are dominant, the sky is proud, and he is the only one!

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