Chapter 173: The Great War a Thousand Years Ago
"Get out! Get out of here!" I saw that Cong Qing's expression suddenly became hideous, and those beautiful eyes wanted to erupt into flames.
The other party's words invisibly opened Cong Qing's wound and sprinkled it with salt again.
Unexpectedly, the other party chuckled lightly, and his voice revealed a hint of coldness, "God Congqing, why be angry?
The other party's words seemed to hit Cong Qing's mind, and the anger around him slowly receded, and there was no trace of waves in those good-looking eyes.
"I believe that the god Cong Qing will definitely not choose to be satisfied with the status quo, right?" I saw that the man looked at the god Cong Qing and was a little shaken, and continued to speak bewitchingly.
The fingertips of the god Cong Qing were white, she couldn't choose to be content with the status quo, but so what?
But this medicine must not be interrupted, otherwise Mo Yao would be hopeless.
I saw that the man's hand appeared out of thin air, a delicate box, the box shone with a unique light, "Cong Qing God knows, what is this?"
I saw Cong Qing's thin body trembling slightly, and there was no blood on that pretty face in an instant, "Gu?!"
I didn't expect this person to have Gu in his hands.
Seeing that Cong Qing recognized the thing in his hand, the man seemed to feel bored, so he put away the box in his hand, "Don't say that, Master Cong Qing, you know the use of this Gu." ”
There was a hint of uncertainty in the mysterious man's tone.
At the beginning, the Heavenly Emperor ravaged the people who slaughtered and refined Gu, and in the end, none of those who refined Gu were good.
For thousands of years, the Heavenly Emperor thought that there would be no more people related to Gu in the entire Three Realms, but the one in front of him was obviously related to the great war back then.
I saw Cong Qing's face overflowing with an expression of disbelief, and the thin and even lips were slightly open, "Who are you?!"
That great war has been going on for more than 2,000 years, and although it is said that it is regarded as a tea queen by the people of the heavenly realm, it has not really been talked about in the open.
Cong Qing felt unprecedented tension for the first time, but she knew that this person would not really hurt herself, otherwise she would not have chosen to reveal her identity with herself.
"Zai Xia is just an ordinary person, not enough to worry about. The man was cloaked, and a faint black aura lingered around him.
If this matter is known by others, then Cong Qing will definitely be a dead end, and he may have a reputation for betrayal at that time.
No......
She will never allow this kind of thing to happen to her, and she will never allow everything she has done to be in vain.
"God Congqing is a wise man, and we are grasshoppers on the same rope now. The meaning of the other party's words is what can be said and what cannot be said, and his heart is very clear.
But in this matter, she revealed a half-word, and the result can be imagined.
I saw the peerless face of the Qing God, raised slightly, and the red lips were slightly hooked, "The God understands what Your Excellency means, but how can Your Excellency confess to us, aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"
In fact, Cong Qing has never understood why the other party chose to reveal such an important matter to her, or whether the other party has affirmed in his heart that he will not say this matter.
Sure enough, the mysterious man suddenly chuckled, and sat in front of the stone table with a scattered figure, "God Cong Qing is a smart person, I'm afraid I already have the answer to this matter in my heart." ”
Cong Qing's eyes drooped slightly, and her beautiful face was as cold as ever.
"Don't blame Cong Qing for not reminding you, once this Mo Yao God recovers his memory, it is not only you who will be implicated, but also your dedication to him......" After finishing speaking, the mysterious man suddenly disappeared in front of Cong Qing.
actually put the delicate box on Cong Qing's jade table, Cong Qing walked to the table, and the white fingers picked up the box on the jade table, and the box exuded a faint fragrance.
She must not let her love go down the drain.
Taichen Palace.
I saw that the man was wearing a purple robe, sitting quietly on the throne, and the purple dress with Mo Yao made him look extremely cold.
For some reason, when he came back, his mind was full of words about the woman.
Lin Yueyao......
His first reaction at that time turned out to be Lin Yueyao.
But that Lin Yueyao has been demoted to the mortal world by the heavenly realm for decades, and she has already violated the rules of heaven, and those sins are naturally taken for granted.
At this moment, a little priest hurriedly ran from the Taichen Palace.
When the little priest saw Mo Yao, he hurriedly saluted, "Lord Mo Yao, the Emperor of Heaven has asked you to discuss the matter of the Fire God." ”
I saw that Mo Yao's face was a little gloomy, and he didn't like to go to those lively places.
"Got it. Mo Yao's eyes were a little dim.
Who the hell is that woman?
Why was he so flustered the moment he saw her, as if he had done something sorry for her.
Just as the little priest was about to leave, the god Mo Yao suddenly stopped him from behind, and the little priest hurriedly turned around, "I don't know the god, what else is going on?"
Mo Yao's lips moved slightly, revealing a cold aura around him, "Has this Lin Yueyao been demoted to the mortal world?"
Hearing this, the little priest stood there with a stiff back, and he forgot to react for a while, this Lin Yueyao has disappeared for more than ten years, could it be that this Mo Yao God has not forgotten her?
But that day, the emperor had already issued a decree, and there was no longer Lin Yueyao in the heavenly realm, and the heavenly realm was not allowed to mention the three words Lin Yueyao again.
"Mo Yao, the little god doesn't know about this matter. After saying that, the little god hurriedly left, for fear that this Mo Yao god would ask him something.
After the other party left, Mo Yao slowly came back to his senses, why did he feel as if he had done a lot of things.
Demon Realm.
Demon Abyss Temple.
I saw that the man on the throne was wearing a maroon robe, with a piece of mutton fat jade around his waist, and the three thousand ink filaments were scattered behind him casually, and his faint brown pupils flashed with a strange light.
He had been waiting for a year, but there was no news of Lin Yueyao in this year.
Luan Yin's distinct fingers clutched the fine cup tightly, but in the blink of an eye, the cup cracked a gap, and then turned into a piece of powder in Luan Yin's hand.
"Demon Lord!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the doorway.
I saw that the dark wind was wearing a black black robe, and walked into the hall with a complicated expression, and saluted Luan Yin.
After seeing this person coming, Luan Yin's dim eyes finally had a glimmer of light, and then he hurriedly sat up from the throne.