The status and identity of the cat clan in the demon clan are very sensitive, but it is not something that can let her leave with a random word. Many people objected fiercely, but Linglongyin was thoughtful and said, "If this is your wish, you can go." Go find Chiyuki and bring her back. Tell her that this will always be her home, and that I am here waiting for her to return. ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers were in an uproar.

Cang Yu responded gratefully, knowing that Linglongyin's decision this time was under great pressure and how much trust she placed in her, why she was carried away by anger in the first place, she once thought that she had bad intentions, she made such a child's temper, and sprinkled her anger with Qianxue on Sister Yin, but Sister Yin had a heart and tolerated her childish willfulness one by one.

No matter how she made trouble, how she refused, she still silently helped her clean up the mess, saved her life when she was snatched away, and resolutely stood on her side when everyone objected, Sister Yin really treated her and her sister well, but she once misunderstood her so much.

Cang Yu wiped his face fiercely, then went down the mountain and embarked on the road to find a thousand snows.

After wandering at the bottom of the mountain for several years, I finally found a little bit of the master who was by my sister's side, Mu Ruo's clues, and then met Huang Mo and his party.

Rango's appearance, she is now a little surprised, she has indeed been a little too much pastime recently, she was the one who decided to go down the mountain in the first place, but why has she now lost the path she has been pursuing, but followed the flow with a few of them?

Although the man said that he could find Qianxue by following them, is it time to sit back and wait for death?

Cang Yu gritted her teeth, the artifact has nothing to do with her, she knows that the artifact on her sister Qianxue is the Immortal Ding, and this is the eye of the human world, and the demon world wants to fight for it, she can also know that this is a decision made by Linglongyin for the demon clan, as a member of the demon clan, when Sister Qianxue is not there, she will also protect the entire demon clan with Sister Yin.

"If that's the case, then I'll leave you with one thing."

Rango smiled kindly.

Jun Carp and Qing Yue officially entered the palace, Qing Yue was still a little uneasy along the way, but the god said that if there is no clue, then go to find a clue, and the fastest and most effective way is to solve the doubt directly. Qing Yue also thought that he couldn't always let the little junior sister go out alone and be tired, all kinds of complicated things in the deep palace were intertwined, there was no such easy solution, but he also had things that only he could do.

When he pushed open the heavy door and walked inside, his father lowered his head inside, still carefully reviewing the folds, and when he heard the voice, he just glanced over, he was already terminally ill, and the imperial doctor repeatedly dissuaded him to rest, but at this hour, when the sky was dark, he was still at the desk.

He was already an indifferent person, and now he is even more indifferent to the point of ignoring his own life.

Qing Yue stared at his figure swaying in the candlelight, he should only be sixty, but his hair was gray, and his body was only up and down

There is a little light in the bottom of the eyes, and there are still some shadows of men who stood on the battlefield of swords and swords.

In this invisible palace of killing, he mercilessly stepped on the blood and bones of his relatives, sat on the supreme throne, he achieved the country of Dayi, he can turn the clouds and rain with one hand, and his self-esteem will never allow him to bow his head.

The White Emperor took his gaze off his face and put down the pen in his hand, he knew that one day Qingyue would come back to him, and he had waited for so many years. He also knew what the boy was trying to ask, for his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to those of his mother.

The woman who had been ruined by his pathetic pride.

After Iris died.

He did his best to consume what little life he had left, treating himself as a candle flame in the wind, burning desperately, it seemed that only in this way could he find a place to take refuge in the huge deep palace hall, as an emperor, he was indeed extremely qualified, but as a father, he was so indifferent to Qingyue that after he sent him to Shushan, he ignored it for several years.

He has several children and four princes, Qingyue was originally supposed to be his first child, Chengxuan, and he should have been made a prince.

But his mother, Iris, carried him pregnant for several years before he was born.

In the years from the time Iris's pregnancy to the birth of Chengxuan, the rumors in the palace were very loud, and everyone was afraid of her, saying that she was an ominous thing, but there was nothing wrong with such a statement, not only that she was not a human, but that the entire Yunbo clan was not a human race.

They are from the ghost realm, the ghost clan who escaped from the cold hell of the forest.

The structure of the ghost race is different from that of the human race, so he let the child stay in his mother's womb for so many years and tortured her for so long, he should have noticed it at the time, but he didn't know that Iris was pregnant with this child, and it wasn't until the moment before she was born that the maid who served her by Iris secretly escaped from the cold palace and told him about it.

But before that, she was alone in the dark abyss, but because the pregnancy was approaching, she had not been able to eat for several days, and she was tortured into an inhuman shape, and suddenly the amniotic water broke, and she fainted in pain.

The maid was so anxious that she risked her life to fight with her death, and she broke through many obstacles and reached him. It was only at the last moment that the hatred that had been built up between them vanished, and he ran barefoot towards her dormitory, almost madly.

When he stepped into the cold hall and saw the dying iris on the bed, he almost, trembling, repeatedly begged her to open her eyes and look at him, he didn't want anything, those pathetic dignity that he had always adhered to, was worthless in front of her life, but she never opened her eyes, maybe this was God's punishment for him, so that the woman he hated and loved to the bone slowly stopped breathing in his arms, she didn't forgive herself until she died, otherwise why didn't she even want to look at him.

The moment Iris's hand fell, he almost lost his heartbeat.

He thought he had succeeded in getting revenge on Iris, but he didn't want the person he would end up taking revenge on.

He knows that she has always had no obsession, and her obsession is him.

They hated each other for so long, but after a long time, his love or hate was ground into a thin cloud, overflowing over her head, from this love-hate game they didn't get anything, but something precipitated in it, in the ethereal he looked at her brows quietly, familiar with strange alienation.

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