The power of the Heavenly Lightning Strike actually completely contained the evil qi of the Blood Demon Flower, especially the twenty-fifth blocked vein, as if it had been dredged by the thunder and lightning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crimson veins were wrapped with flickering wires, and the strong, soft and rigid veins seemed to be tougher than before.

Not only can it store more pure blood demon evil qi, but the evil qi released seems to be able to devour more powerful things.

Now, without the spark of the ghostly fireworks, Qingge's sanity and soul will not be devoured by the Blood Demon Flower, and he can also use the traction evil qi to participate in the battle as he wants.

When the twenty-five veins were completely tempered and forged, the dark cyan light on Qingge's body did not all disappear, but slowly disappeared into Qingge's eyebrows after a moment.

Through the blue flame between the eyebrows, hovering in the thunder nest.

The dark cyan light, after soaring in the thunder nest for a week, Qingge was surprised to find that there was a hole in this thunder nest.

If the previous Thunder Nest was a simple house in the mountains, the current Thunder Nest is extravagant and gorgeous, like a palace, and the spiritual power in this palace is permeated with it.

Not only is there a lot, but the strength is also terrifying, and the shot is like electricity.

Qingge can clearly feel that his willpower has been improved, and this improvement is not superficial, but real.

In the sky, the heavenly thunder tribulation gradually disappeared.

The moon is bright in the sky, and the night is enchanting.

Huaying took out a night pearl with aura from the space bag, and threw it up gently, and the night pearl was suspended in the sky, reflecting the land of the northern hills of the desert as bright as day.

The brilliance receded, the wind blew on the face, and the light song opened his eyes, the greenery was no more, and the black eyes were like snow.

She stood up slowly, after the lightning strike, most of the injuries on her body were actually healed, although the ink robe was torn, and her snow-white hair was full of mottled bloodstains, but that extraordinary momentum and demeanor were unmatched, even if they were ragged, they couldn't cover it up.

She walked straight towards Ye Qingtian, whose hair was disheveled and had several wounds on her body.

The old man looked at the girl who walked gently with relief, until he reached him, he stretched out his hand and wiped the blood off Qingge's hair, the withered old hand was full of wrinkles, but his movements were gentler than anyone else.

"Grandpa learned a few dishes in Nanming, and when it comes to Beiyue, grandpa will cook it for you."

Ye Qingtian was full of tears, suppressing his excitement, and said: "I didn't eat anything good outside, I lost so much weight." ”

Qingge lowered her face and said, "I'm ready to leave Garan." ”

Ye Qingtian laughed, "Okay, good, very good, I don't keep my grandfather here, I have my own place to keep my grandfather, it's not just a Jialan, if you don't want to stay, then don't stay, go home with your grandfather, you can still afford to raise you." ”

Qingge lowered her head, and a slight smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

Yes, the world is so big, she still has a family.

Isn't it just a Garan!

The two of them didn't have any scruples when they spoke, and obviously, Jialan's Ansu and Wuyu also heard it.

Wuyu's face was pale, and with that look, he couldn't wait to pull off Bai Huahua's beard.

Compared with being safe, An Suyou is much more calm and steady, and he looks at the light song in a complicated way.

At this time, Qingge walked towards this side, stood still, faced An Suyou, bowed his hand politely, bowed his head slightly, and said: "Qingge is not talented, unbearable, difficult to be a big responsibility, the identity of Dean Jialan's disciple, let's stop here." ”

"Girl, are you blaming the teacher?" An Suyou stood with his hands in his hands and asked.

Qingge straightened his back, raised his head, looked at An Suyou with an expressionless face, and said, "No, I don't blame you, I only blame myself." ”

blame yourself for not being strong enough, blame yourself for going to Jialan, blame yourself for knowing that An Su You is hard-hearted, and still have a glimmer of hope for him.

At that time, she thought that as long as An Suyou made a move this time, even if he used her countless times, she would be able to forgive, and she could say that she would be a teacher for one day and a father for life.

How good it should be if life is only at the beginning, when I first met, the old man sat on the grave and commanded, often went to Xiaoxiang Hall to find Cuihuaer, a fierce battle on the outskirts of Yong'an City, as a master, he came to turn things around, saying, who dares to touch my apprentice.

But now, his disciples are still breathing, begging him with bruises all over his body, but his heart seems to be frozen by the cold.

Yes, Qingge never blamed him from beginning to end, if Ye Qingtian did this, she might still be uncomfortable, but she knew that she was Ye Qingtian's fate.

"From now on, Night Light Song will no longer be a student of Jialan." Singing and laughing.

An Suyou's mind was melancholy, with mixed tastes, he didn't speak, just stood like that, as if there was something unspeakable.

But none of this matters anymore.

It's past the time when the night light song needs to travel back to you the most, such as the escape marriage, once Mei Qingchen is gone, that vigorous relationship will never be able to be reunited.

She loves and hates clearly, acts cleanly and freely, and acts resolutely, as she should be.

When Qingge turned around to leave, Wuyu called out to her, "Slow." ”

Qingge looked at him indifferently.

"Anyway, it's Jialan's mission for you to come to the extreme north to train, and you have to go back to Jialan to explain the task before leaving, isn't it justified?" No worries.

Qingge sneered, "Great Elder, I have done my best to be benevolent, and I will never set foot in the Jialan Holy Land again in this life, everyone, do it yourself." ”

Bow again, lift your feet and go.

How could the careful thinking of the innocent be hidden from her?

Suddenly, Lin Chong quickly walked in front of An Suyou, knelt down on one knee with a "bang", clenched his hands into fists, and looked up at the old man, "Dean, Lin Chong's talent is not good, continue to stay in Jialan, I am afraid that it will be a waste of resources, and I implore the dean to remove Lin Chong from Jialan." ”

An Suyou's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't speak.

Qingge turned her back to this, her back stiffened.

Suddenly, the other members of the Xingtian Clan, all of them walked towards this place, knelt down in the dark, and unanimously said that they wanted to leave Jialan.

"You...... You ...... "the beard blowing and glaring at the eyes," are you all rebelling, aren't you? ”

Also, there has always been only Garan who lets others leave, and who will not say that he wants to leave Garan without a long eye, unless he is crazy.

Not everyone can afford this price.

Jia Lan is the number one four-star academy, and it is one of the six major forces, and the strength of its dean, An Suyou, is comparable to that of the city lord of Falling Flower City.

Moreover, the students of Jialan are widely spread all over the world, and there are students from Jialan in every part of this continent, and their connections are not ordinarily wide.

Not only that, the students who were eliminated by Jialan in the past will not be accepted by other forces, and it is difficult to get mixed up in this continent!

And Lin Chong and others are also aware of these costs.

Still, they knelt down.

Since you are leaving, let's go together.

And that's what it means to be a brother.

Perhaps, the bloody rain and bloody wind are not the rivers and lakes, but the pride is heroic.

Qingge turned her back to everyone in the Xingtian Clan, she raised her eyes and looked at the night pearl suspended in the night sky, smiling like a flower, comparable to the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

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