Song Qingyi pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, and finally said: "In fact, these plagues are all brought by the evil gods, and the places where the evil gods come into the world will not grow a single grass, and they will bring a lot of disasters. ”

The emperor, who had never heard of any evil gods, was even more skeptical when he heard the news.

It's just that now in this situation, I can only trust Song Qingyi and them.

"I hope you can really destroy this evil god, and I hope the world can change back to what it used to be." The emperor has already put all his hopes on them.

Song Qingyi nodded, and reassured all the people present.

Just as they were about to leave here, they heard the emperor behind them say, "If you need our help, just say it, and we will do our best." ”

The same is true of the people behind him,

Hearing their words, Song Qingyi's face also showed a smile.

Being able to have someone behind them suddenly makes me even more motivated.

Soon they left Shu and set off towards the concubine country.

The two walked towards the concubine country, and they talked a lot on the way, and just as they were talking, Meng Yu suddenly fainted directly to the ground.

Song Qingyi's face suddenly showed a nervous look, and when he was about to run towards Meng Yu, he suddenly had his waist in his arms.

Song Qingyi was shocked in his heart, he didn't notice anyone just now, and his body began to struggle violently.

She wanted to see who was so bold, and at the same time she was even more worried about Meng Yu lying on the ground at this time.

"Don't move." A familiar voice turned behind him.

His pupils widened instantly, and he turned his head to see that it was indeed an evil god.

"You let go of me!" Song Qingyi struggled even more, but still did not break free from the shackles of the evil god.

After struggling for a long time to no avail, Song Qingyi no longer struggled, his eyes were cold, and he was full of resentment towards the evil god at the same time.

"What the hell do you want?" Song Qingyi said coldly, then looked at Meng Yu on the ground and continued, "What did you do to Meng Yu?" ”

The evil god's head rested on Song Qingyi's shoulder, and his tone was gentle: "He's just in a coma for the time being, you really care about him." ”

Greedily feeling the breath on Song Qingyi's body made him feel a little nostalgic.

"I know you're going to kill me, can you let me go?" For Song Qingyi's every move, the evil gods are very clear.

Even when she knew that Song Qingyi wanted to kill herself now, the evil god was still not angry and had no idea of killing Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi was slightly stunned, she didn't expect the evil god to know so much.

But even if she knew, she still wanted to kill him.

Only when the evil god dies can the people live a normal life.

"If you dream, I will kill you." For the sake of the people, for oneself.

Song Qingyi looked firm and refused directly.

The evil god didn't expect Song Qingyi to want to kill herself so much, even if they had known each other for so long, even if they had helped her before, but now she only wanted her own life.

The evil god, who was originally in a very stable mood, became very irritable at this time.

"Why, why do you have to kill me? Wasn't we fine before, why can't we go back to the way we were? The evil god turned Song Qingyi around, let Song Qingyi look at him, and his hands kept shaking Song Qingyi's body.

Song Qingyi looked at the evil god in front of him, and the evil god's eyes were full of resentment and anger at this time.

"Because you have brought calamity upon the world, and from the time of the plague we are doomed to never return. From the moment we know who you are, we are destined to be people on two paths. Song Qingyi looked at the evil god in front of him and said seriously. 163

But the evil god didn't want to hear this at all, he kept questioning Song Qingyi, and even more constantly asking who the person who sacrificed him at that time was.

However, at this time, Song Qingyi did not say another word.

"Why, I also want to be good, I want to see the world you talked about, I want to live the life you lived...... But why was I born to die! "The evil god is unwilling, he is not willing to die like this.

Song Qingyi pursed her lips.

Yes, it's not up to you to decide what to generate.

At this time, the evil god looked very depressed, and there was even more hatred for this world in his eyes.

Song Qingyi said flatly: "You give up." ”

No matter what the evil god says, he can't let him go.

Let him alone, what should these thousands of people do?

"I won't give up, I must take revenge on the world! Since this world made me born to die, then I will let this world be destroyed! The face of the evil god was hideous, and he looked at the gray sky.

Song Qingyi looked at the angry evil god in front of her, this was no longer the person she knew before.

Is that all things have to turn out the way they are?

Song Qingyi only felt the pain of the evil god grabbing his shoulder, and he could even feel his anger.

"As long as you take the plague back and promise not to harm the world, there may still be a chance." Song Qingyi said with a little tangled expression.

As if he couldn't hear what Song Qingyi was saying at all, the evil god looked at Song Qingyi in front of him and directly took Song Qingyi into his arms.

Knowing that he couldn't break free from him, this time Song Qingyi didn't struggle anymore.

She hoped that the evil god would think clearly about letting her go, and at the same time, she was worried about Meng Yu's safety.

At this moment, Meng Yu has not yet woken up.

"Thank you for spending time with me and telling me so many things, I'm really happy......" I just listened to the evil god keep talking.

Hearing this, Song Qingyi's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking that the evil god had repented.

If the evil god can really guarantee what he just said, it would be a good thing.

Just as Song Qingyi was thinking, suddenly a moist kiss fell between his forehead.

"You're tired, it's time to rest for a while, good night." The evil god said softly.

The word good night was given to him by Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi only felt a wave of sleepiness sweeping over, and suddenly fell into a deep sleep in front of him.

Looking at Song Qingyi who had fainted in his arms, the corners of the evil god's mouth showed an evil smile.

I saw that Meng Yu at this time also came slowly and stood up from the ground.

When he saw that the evil god was actually in front of him, and Song Qingyi was still lying in his arms, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hand over Qingyi!" Meng Yu raised his vigilance and looked at the evil god in front of him, and he was worried about Song Qingyi in his heart.

At this time, Song Qingyi was lying in the arms of the evil god, and he didn't know what the evil god did to Song Qingyi, looking at Song Qingyi's appearance as if he had fainted.

"What did you do with Qingyi? Hurry up and hand over Qingyi. Meng Yu's hand grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, staring at the evil god in front of him.

However, in the face of Meng Yu, the evil god did not put him in his eyes at all, and the corners of his mouth showed a mocking smile.