At this point, Jiao Ying also understood a little, in short, she went to the underworld to find the traces of the Divine Throne Jade Jue. Because the illusion is a thing, it needs to be assisted by the surrounding environment, and since the Divine Seat Jade can create an illusion similar to the underworld, then he must be in or around the underworld. "Yes, Jiao Ying will take the order and leave for the underworld immediately."

The Divine Throne Jade Jue is related to the little lord, and the little lord is the hope of the demon world, which is more important, Jiao Ying has her own sense of proportion in her heart.

"Go ahead. Come back early. Yin Tapir waved her back down.

On Zhuyin Xiaozhu's side, Qi Kite has already entered the bamboo house, and the lock at the door was unlocked with a light touch, and I don't know if it's because of the age. She was looking at the placement of the bamboo house with curiosity at the moment, not knowing that Yin Tapir in the Hall of Illusion was having a headache about her affairs.

"Danqing, this is where Lord Luna lived before his death?" Qi Kite stroked the white porcelain vase on the desk, she liked it very much.

Corrected many times, the little lord just refused to change his words, Danqing had to go with her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to break Qi Kite and let her open her mouth to call her mother, right? "Yes, the Lady lived here when she was alive." Bamboo houses are susceptible to moisture, so the house is far from the ground. However, the decoration is very delicate and comfortable, and it does not give people a feeling of being too simple or too dull.

Married to the moon god Chen Fei, there is a painting on the wall, which is somewhat similar to the summoning demon she saw in the heavenly realm, but the word Chen Fei is written in the payment place. "Luna-sama, can she still draw?" A glance is so similar to Yuanjun's, if it weren't for this payment, Qi Kite must have felt that this painting was made by Yuanjun.

Danqing followed his line of sight and glanced at the wall, the painting was indeed beautiful. The lines are simple but generous, and the colors are natural, as if the people in the painting are actually sitting there. He didn't know whether the moon god could paint or not, so Danqing could only shake his head about Qi Kite's question.

Qi Kite came closer, and the heavy powder of the white rice paper always attracted attention. She reached out and touched the painting, and the godhead in her body began to stir. It's really strange.,Ever since I entered this bamboo sound building.,Godhead has always been restless.,Now when I touch this painting.,More and more manic.。

She forced herself to look carefully on the painting again, and her face became more and more ugly. Danqing didn't know what she was going to do, and she was afraid that her rash interruption would affect Qi Kite, so she had to stand aside and watch.

The godhead in his body seemed to have been burned by someone, and the burning pain made Qi Yuan frown. Godhead, it's this pain again. Only after encountering Lingxu and Sparrow will the godhead have this feeling, could it be that there are fragments of the godhead in this painting?

Qi Kite's trembling hand touched the painting again, but unfortunately this time the powerful impact made it difficult for her to support it, and she stumbled to the ground. The indescribable pain caused layers of white sweat to break out on her forehead, and her lips were almost bitten and bleeding.

Her appearance was really terrifying, Danqing really didn't expect it to be so serious. "Little Lord, Little Lord, are you okay?" Danqing hurriedly squatted down and held her in his arms.

Feeling that Qi Kite's whole body was trembling, and even her face became more and more pale, Danqing couldn't help but panic. Her cultivation was not very high, and she couldn't figure out what was wrong with Qi Kite, so she didn't dare to act rashly, and only cast spells to help her control the pain.

Qi Kite clutched Danqing's cuffs tightly, she had no strength at all now, and her speech was intermittent. "Danqing, paint, give it to me, paint ......" said very softly, and there was a bit of a broken sound, even Danqing listened to it twice before she understood what she meant.

Although she didn't understand why Qi Kite had to paint, Danqing still obeyed her and brought her the painting that had fallen to the ground. "Little Venerable Lord, the painting is here...... here" Even Danqing, who has always been steady, couldn't help but panic.

Qi Kite's current appearance is indeed difficult to calm down.

With the painting in his hand, the godhead became more and more manic. Qi Kite desperately suppressed the feeling of wanting to throw the painting out, holding the painting tightly with both hands, and staring straight at a pair of peach blossom eyes with water.

There were faint traces of blood at the corners of her lips, and Danqing was a little anxious. "Little Venerable Lord, Little Venerable Lord, let it go, you can't do this, you will be hurt!" Qi Kite is a half-demon and half-god physique, and now that the godhead is half open, ordinary spells can't hurt her. Vomiting blood can only be caused by the internal organs being squeezed and ruptured.

What is hidden in this painting? Can God be forced to such a point? Danqing didn't dare to touch the painting in her hand, for fear that one would accidentally make her more serious. She could only shout for her to put down the scroll herself.

Where is the Kite Kite? She has suffered so much, but she didn't say that she would let it go, otherwise it wouldn't be in vain? "It's coming, it's coming, wait a minute." Compared to before, she has recovered a lot.

Danqing had no choice but to let her go. Why did the little lord become so like this painting when he touched it, Danqing couldn't say clearly, she didn't dare to act rashly, and if she was not careful, she might take the life of the little lord!

Just as she was nervous, the scroll suddenly burned and emitted a strange light, the light was so dazzling that even Qi Kite had to close her eyes. The discomfort gradually diminished as the scroll burned.

When she was almost recovered, Qi Kite opened her eyes, and the scroll in her hand had disappeared, leaving only the red fragment of the godhead lying quietly in her palm. She knew there must be something different about the painting.

Qi Yuan clenched her palm and turned her head to look at Danqing beside her, she was still stunned, as if she was a little incredulous. Indeed, a good painting is just gone, and it makes the little lord suffer a lot, what kind of painting is that!

"Danqing, Danqing, don't be in a daze." The picture scroll was damaged, and the fragments of the godhead were in hand, and Qi Kite slowly began to recover his vitality, and the pain on his body also decreased. She got up and nudged Danqing, signaling that it was time for her to go.

"Little Venerable Lord, are you alright?" Danqing still couldn't come back to her senses, she couldn't believe it, that painting actually had such an effect?

Naturally, it's fine, but it's impossible to recover so quickly, and Qi Kite is still a little unwell. She clenched the fragment of Godhead in her hand and smiled at Danqing. "It's okay, you saw it just now, but it's the godhead in my body that feels the fragments of the godhead, so I'm a little restless, after all, my cultivation is not high, I can't bear it, and it will naturally hurt."

This feeling is already the fourth time, the first time is when she touched the Heavenly Emperor's blockade realm at the Heavenly Peach Meeting, and I think that at that time, the godhead in her body has begun to be faintly restless, right? In that case, the Emperor of Heaven must have a fragment of the Godhead in his hands, and maybe even a complete Godhead. (To be continued.) )