"Why don't you know him?" Ming Jiangyue sobbed low and complained.

The light slowly receded from the room, and Han Qingge didn't even make a sound, her whole body was stiff, like a piece of wood on the chair, and only a pair of eyes could still move.

Ming Jiangyue cried enough, wiped her tears, and said, "Qingge, don't worry, I'll tell you a story, okay?"

Han Qingge has no choice at all.

Just listen to her tell me -

"He is my husband, we have been cultivating at the foot of Qinglian Mountain for many years, but no matter how hard they try for so many years, they have never been able to break through the realm of scattered immortals. Our life span is about to run out, and if we can't break through, we will only have the fate of dissipation. But I'm content to be with him for so long, and he's as much as I am.

But it's a pity that the True Martial God Monarch called on all the immortals to sweep away the fallen immortals together. Removing the fallen immortals is a great merit, and the True Martial Divine Monarch is a true immortal who is about to enter the divine realm, and if you fight with him, you will definitely be able to achieve positive results.

He went, but he wouldn't let me go with him, and he said he couldn't let me go on an adventure. He said he would come back to see me and stay with me. So I have to wait for him, wait for him to come back, he said he would come back, he never lied to me, so I have to wait......

If I don't wait for him, how sad it will be if he doesn't see me when he comes back, don't you say? ”

With a light song, Han Qingge's throat loosened and she coughed, but her body still couldn't move, and even her consciousness became more and more groggy.

Ming Jiangyue looked at her blankly, waiting for her to ask, but Han Qingge only coughed twice and lowered her eyes, and didn't ask more.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Han Qingge shook her head, she couldn't speak at all, and even if she could, she didn't want to say it.

Ming Jiangyue was a little stunned, she seemed to have forgotten that Han Qingge couldn't speak.

"You see the hydrangeas outside, are they pretty?"

Her voice had become indistinct as it drifted into her ears.

Ming Jiangyue approached her, squatted down, and looked at her from the bottom up. Han Qingge's eyelashes moved, and Ming Jiangyue wiped the sweat on her face for her.

"None of them talk to me, won't you talk to me?" she carefully squeezed Han Qingge into the middle of the chair to make her sit more comfortably.

"Oh," she pointed to the painting on the wall again, and said, "The painting was brought to me by someone he entrusted, and the person who brought the painting said that he was very highly regarded by the True Martial God Monarch and was a very majestic general." ”

Han Qingge hung her head and squinted slightly, what kind of painting and what her story was like had nothing to do with her. At this juncture, she instead thought of Gray Fur and the orchid boy, and wondered how they were now?

"Woo woo," there was another cry in his ears, "Qingge, I want to keep you too, but you are a disciple of the Haoran Sect." God sent me to say that if I have seen death, I can see my husband, but I have already killed many people, and I have seen so many deaths, why haven't I seen him?"

Han Qingge opened his eyes slightly.

She had actually seen the divine mission, and she would not only see the divine mission when it was about to dissipate?

"Squeak", Han Qingge heard the door be pushed open.

A hoarse man's voice sounded in the doorway, "It's time, it's time to go." ”

Is it really sent by God?!

Ming Jiangyue's gaze looked over her shoulder at the door, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, and said with a cold expression: "What's the hurry, she's dying, and she won't delay." ”

"Don't you want to stop?"

Ming Jiangyue sneered: "Stop? You told me that as long as I saw death, I could see him again, but in the past 10,000 years, how many people have I killed and how many deaths have I seen, why haven't I seen him yet?

When a black robe arrived in front of Han Qingge, she couldn't help but be taken aback, isn't this a gardener?

This gardener who tends to flowers and plants is actually a god?

Listening to their words, it seemed that he was going to take Ming Jiangyue away a long time ago, but after so many years, the two seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, so that Ming Jiangyue would always be alive.

Han Qingge couldn't understand, her energy couldn't allow her to think about such a complicated issue, forget it, no matter what kind of god he is, he will die, why do you care so much...

"Ming Jiangyue!" A burst of shouts rushed straight to his head, Han Qingge trembled, and his brain suddenly became much clearer.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ming Jiangyue's eyes, but she quickly reacted and slapped Han Qingge's Heavenly Spirit Gai with one palm. Almost at the same time, the window shattered, the lake poured back, and Ming Jiangyue screamed and immediately gave up the painting that Han Qingge threw on the wall.

By the time she snatched the painting, the cold song on the chair was gone.

She stepped out of the water with the painting, and could only see Han Qingge being dragged straight to the lake by the waterspout.

"I've lived by this lake for so many years, you dare to use it against me, it's too underestimating!" Ming Jiangyue grabbed a handful of hydrangea petals and raised her wrist and scattered.

The petals shot into the waterspout one after another, and the waterspout immediately turned into ordinary water, and fell down along with Han Qingge.

The surface of the lake, which was still as clear as a realm, suddenly set off a monstrous wave, the heavens and the earth changed color at the same time, the dark clouds covered the moon, and the black clouds pressed the realm, as if everything was going to be destroyed in the next moment.

Ming Jiangyue was not timid, her fingers curled, and she secretly shot out another petal, shooting directly at the spiritual platform of Han Qingge.

But the lake came faster, and thick walls of water were built around Han Qingge.

Ming Jiangyue snorted coldly and said, "Are you determined to go against me today?"

"This is my person, I just was admitted to the hospital today, and I dare to rob you without even seeing you. Who's against whom?"

Ming Jiangyue almost crushed a mouthful of silver teeth, and said, "Yi Xiao, I will kill Han Qingge today!"

"Well, today's master of this house is also secured!"

Ming Jiangyue was so angry that she almost shouted, "Yi Xiao, you never care about my business." ”

"This is different, she is fun, she dares to wipe her face with the face of the Haoran faction, just by virtue of this, the master of this courtyard can't let her die so soon. ”

Ming Jiangyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he really didn't come to take care of her business, it was only to blame that both of them were interested in this disciple of the Haoran Sect.

Knowing this, her tone softened a lot, and she said, "No matter what, I have to kill someone today." ”

"Well said. ”

As soon as the words fell, a person was thrown out of the water and thrown at the feet of Ming Jiangyue like a dead fish.

"Am I okay?"

"Hmph. ”

"Hey, Lord God, don't always pestle in her one-third of an acre of land, let's celebrate the festival for this newly admitted child today, and let's have fun together. ”

Shen Cha stood motionless next to Ming Jiangyue, and Yi Xiao didn't intend to wait for him to answer. The waterspout rolls Han Qingge up again, dragging her back into the lake.