Volume 1 Four Stars_Chapter 574 Grandson, His Grandfather

The misty birds no longer gathered densely in the dome to cover the sky and the sun, and the ten thousand beasts in the gloomy forest rushed away, and the corpses of the green-maned beasts lay quietly in a blur of flesh and blood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The people of the top ten academies all looked at the demon man who suddenly appeared in amazement, heaven and earth, as if they would be crushed by him with one hand, the breath of the king, even the air was filled with a sense of oppression and suffocation without anger and power, which made people breathless.

Ji Yue's eyes only had light songs.

He said that in order not to worry Qingge, he closed the realm of nothingness and avoided the investigation of the guardians of the Nine Realms alone in the uninhabited world.

He said that in order to avoid this catastrophe, he used a lot of demon king's power, the seal was crumbling, and the red mole at the end of his eyes became more and more faint.

Once the seal is completely lifted, the powerful power of the Demon King will definitely alarm the guardian of the Nine Realms, and he must return to the Demon Domain, go to his battlefield, and kill.

Qingge raised her snow-white and delicate hand, her fingers were stained with brown blood, and she gently smoothed out the sorrow between Ji Yue's eyebrows.

She knew that in order to stay by her side, Ji Yue had made a lot of efforts, broken bones, inserted needles, peeled skins, and gave up the blood sea feud and the thousands of miles of barren rivers and mountains in the demon domain, but after all, she couldn't withstand the fate of the star map trajectory and the destruction of the gods.

"You sense the realm of nothingness." Ji Yue said.

Qingge closed his eyes, silently feeling the desolate void realm, in the dim space, the flame dragon swaggered and the Diamond King sat on the seat of the Nine Dragons King, the Sansheng spring water on the side was filled with the smoke of the Divine Mansion, and the soulless blood puppets stood coldly, and on the cold ground, something seemed to be flowing slowly.

That's—

Swampmon!

Qingge was pleasantly surprised, no wonder the misty bird would get out of control, it turned out that the swamp beast was taken away by Ji Yue.

No, it's not.

The misty bird is out of control, it happened yesterday, if Ji Yue subdued the swamp beast at that time, it should have appeared a long time ago, and it will not wait until this time.

"Before I went to subdue the Swamp Beast, it was severely damaged, although you can't feel the existence of me and the Void Realm, but I know that the Swamp Beast is your mother's spirit beast, so I want to help him heal his wounds."

At that time, he was still treating the swamp beast, even if he couldn't wait, once he was treated, he had to recover all the injuries of the swamp beast before he could leave.

If you say it this way, everything makes sense.

It's just-

Qingge narrowed his eyes.

Who could be the one who seriously injured the Swampmon?

Xing Tuyi? No, she told Xing Tuyu that at least half a month, she would deal with the swamp beast and take it away.

Could it be - Mei Qingchen?

So what is his motive?

At this time, Mei Qingchen was walking with Lan Wu in her arms.

Mei Qingchen asked, "Night girl, who is this?" ”

Yes, he doesn't give up, he can't help it.

Qingge was silent, she didn't understand what Mei Qingchen meant.

Yes, she is a villain who will be avenged, but the grievances between her and Mei Qingchen have long been written off, she doesn't want to talk about the wedding, she just wants to stay with Ji Yue for the rest of her life.

He has his Blue Maiden and the single-plank bridge, and she also has Yangguandao and her little fox, each of them is well, and the breeze comes from him.

"Who am I? I am her man, her future husband, his father in the future, and his grandson and grandfather. Ji Yue said wildly and arrogantly, with a ghostly aura between her eyebrows and eyes, and she smiled, uninhibited, demonic, and worldly.

Mei Qingchen was speechless, and when she heard Ji Yue say that her grandson was his grandfather, she always felt that this grandson was talking about him, which was very awkward.

Ji Yue didn't like Mei Qingchen, and in his lifetime, he even wanted to slash Mei Qingchen.

On that day, Mei Qingchen wanted to leave and compose a profound drama, but his night light song resisted stubbornly in the ridicule of the world, even if his heart was broken and sad, he did not shed tears, and stubbornly spit out a mouthful of blood that made Ji Yue hurt his liver and lungs.

Mei Qingchen walked chicly, and he couldn't see the poignancy of the light song.

Ji Yue saw it, and her heart ached.

There was an undercurrent surging between several people, and the pestles of the ten major academies were stiff and petrified there, which was a peak duel between the top powerhouses.

Mei Qingchen, the Lord of the Floating Habitat.

The man in the red robe, although he didn't know his name, but his demonic and wild appearance and strong and vicious methods were terrified and terrified!

"Mei wishes the night girl to find a lover and grow old together." Mei Qingchen arched her hands in a serious way, and her fists and palms collided, making a heartbreaking sound.

Qingge stretched out her hand and hooked Ji Yue's neck naturally, her eyebrows bent, and she smiled, "Borrow your auspicious words." ”

In the past, it has been calm.

The future is still long.

Mei Qingchen turned around bitterly, picked up Lan Wu, moved his mind and body slightly, and the snow-white crane flew over, Mei Qingchen jumped up, stood on top of the white crane, and let the white crane carry him towards the ice valley.

When the white crane's eyes swept over the song, the waves rippled.

The crane is a spiritual animal, and the original wedding also has its witness.

The white crane towered into the sky and soared into the sky.

Lan Wu hung on Mei Qingchen's body, she looked at Mei Qingchen's hard and arrogant side face, and blurted out, "Ah Chen, why do you want to hurt the swamp beast?" ”

"It is also a curse to keep the evil beasts." Mei Qingchen said without hesitation.

Lan Wu smiled bitterly.

She put on her cold face, leaned on Mei Qingchen's handsome face, and said softly, "Ah Chen, am I wrong?" ”

Outrageously wrong, very wrong.

Mei Qingchen looked at her puzzled.

Lan Wu stopped talking, and her autumn-like eyes were stained with the sadness of late winter.

She shouldn't have survived, she should have been buried in the Ice Valley.

Life and death are inseparable, she is tormented in the ice valley where the four seasons are like winter, lonely, indifferent, a few years of time, interpreting her pain, there is a Mei Qingchen in her heart, she survived and opened her eyes.

She woke up, hungry and purple, and she waited in the ice cave day after day until she waited for the snake burial.

"Give me a few days, and I'll bring him back." ”

In this way, Lan Wu was waiting outside the ice cave, and when she saw Mei Qingchen coming in a wedding robe, all the grievances became joy.

She hopes that she is Mei Qingchen's warm fragrant nephrite and gives him happiness, but the reality doesn't seem to be like this.

In the ice valley, Mei Qingchen was unhappy, and that kind of forced smile made her sad.

Until she met another woman in the misty forest, her slender figure was like a sword on the ancient battlefield, Mei Qingchen looked at her differently, dyed with fire, with an incomprehensible style.

Lan Wu is a smart woman, she wants Mei Qingchen to revive herself, she went to tell Ye Qingge, marry Mei Qingchen.

But the strict rules of the blood clan scared her, she was afraid that Ye Qingge would be involved in this fight, and she wanted to stop it, but she thought that she should not hinder the right of others to pursue love.

She thought that Ye Qingge's crush was Mei Qingchen, until she ...... Until the man showed up.

Lan Wu stood on the white crane, her body was like a fine willow in the wind, she stretched out her hands, the waist of the landlord Mei Qingchen.

She wanted to ask—

Dust, should I die?

She didn't ask.

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