Qingge collapsed on the bed, her whole body was weak, and every part of her body, bones and flesh, was in extreme pain.
The awakening of the elven bloodline is a long process.
During this process, Qingge had to endure thousands of times more pain.
When she heard the door open, even though her body was limp, she still struggled to get up, propped herself up on the bed, and looked outside the door with sharp eyes. When she saw it was Hell, she breathed a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly, and turned around.
Then he fell on the edge of the bed and almost fell.
Seeing this, Yan Yu rushed over with a quick step and hurriedly supported Qing Ge.
Yan Yu took off the golden mask on his face and frowned: "It seems to be more serious than I thought. It will only get worse in the future..."
It's hard to imagine how she, who is so thin, can grit her teeth and persevere.
However, he will accompany her.
Qing Ge leaned in Yan Yu's arms and felt extremely relieved when she saw Yan Yu's arrival.
He won't harm her.
Yan Yu took out a bottle of light blue medicine from his sleeve, opened the cork, and poured the medicine into Qing Ge's mouth. Although Qing Ge's body pain was relieved a little, it was only treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
This is bound to be a difficult night.
Qingge doesn't know what will be waiting for her when the elf bloodline is fully awakened.
Yan Yu gently moved Qing Ge to the bed, Qing Ge crossed her legs, and Yan Yu sat behind her. Then he saw that the palms of Yan Yu's hands were pressed against Qing Ge's back, and streams of transparent spiritual energy were flowing continuously.
Sent into Qingge's body, the unusually pure spiritual energy replaced some of the pain.
The sheets underneath Qing Ge were covered in sweat.
Three thousand white hair, already soaked.
The first half of the night passed like this, and the hell was exhausted and the spiritual energy was exhausted.
He did this just to make her feel less uncomfortable.
Qingge knew everything, but she was speechless and her remaining strength was spent on breathing.
Yan Yu poured spiritual energy into Qing Ge's body and said, "Take the potion and you can have a good sleep after the pain passes."
Qingge's eyes were slightly lowered and her body was slumped. If it weren't for the support of Yan Yu's spiritual energy, she would have fallen down long ago.
Hazy, like clouds and fog, Qingge seemed to see a man in red robes with strange eyes running wildly on the sea, the scarlet moon became his foil, the moment he raised his long arms, the demons and beasts were in exile
The land shouted long live my king, and densely packed pirates crawled on the ship.
Finally, the man turned back in anticipation of singing softly.
The fog is like a swamp, spreading crazily.
However, the moment Qingge saw the man's face, her heart felt as if it had been thrown into a meat grinder, and her soul trembled violently.
Yes, she saw Xunwu's tearful face, his black hair, which gradually turned red, and his blood-like eyes, like a demon Shura, staring at her.
Qingge feels suffocated.
Finding no tears is her nightmare.
Like a tarsal maggot, it clings to her endlessly.
Qingge fell into a deep sleep and fell into a nightmare.
Outside the house, there are lanterns on the Liuxi River not far away.
By the river, a person walked out.
Bai Meier waved her hand, and all the lanterns were rolled up by the spiritual energy.
When she clenched her hands into fists, the sharp edge of spiritual energy, like a sword, strangled the colorful lanterns, turning them into powder and scattering them.
She walked to the Liuxi River in the dawn light and gentle wind.
Bai Meier lowered her head and looked at herself reflected in the river, raised her hand and stroked her cheek, "What a beautiful skin..."
At this time, Qingge fell on the bed after experiencing severe pain.
Yan Yu's face turned pale. He shook his head helplessly and put on the golden mask again.
Yan Yu walked to the cabinet, opened it, and took out two brocade quilts to use as cushions and covers respectively.
After covering Qingge with the brocade quilt, Yan Yu looked at the sleeping woman, his eyes full of heartache.
How many more tribulations will she have to go through before she can become eternal?
Yan Yu stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window.
He always remembered that Yan Bingtong treated him so well when he was very young. Unfortunately, Yan Bingtong severed all relations with his grandfather. When he learned from others that Yan Bingtong was pregnant, he ran away secretly.
A man traveled over mountains and ridges to Ye Mansion and found Yan Bingtong.
Yan Bingtong looked at him in surprise.
At that time, his face was covered with dirt, and he carefully raised his hand and placed it on Yan Bingtong's slightly bulging belly. His eyes were shining like stars.
He asked: "Is my sister in here?"
Yan Bingtong replied: "Yes, my sister is still young. I will protect my sister from now on."
Xiao Yanyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
From that moment on, he remembered this person named Ye Qingge.
He wants to protect her.
In front of the window, Yan Yu came to his senses.
He turned his head and glanced at the woman on the bed.
Qingge's face was a little rosy, and her body would change a little every time she experienced a full moon night.
Her face is stunning and enchanting.
Yan Yu withdrew his gaze and jumped out of the window.
He headed towards Luohua City.
Not long after, Qingge finally woke up with a splitting headache. She frowned, as if remembering something. Qingge looked around, but did not see Hell.
Finally, Qing Ge looked at the still shaking window in a daze.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." He sang softly.
Bai Meier opened the door and walked in, holding breakfast in her hand.
Qingge glanced at her lightly.
Bai Meier's sharp eyes noticed that there were two more brocade quilts on the bed, and Qingge's face looked strange.
Snow-white hair, half wet and messy.
Looking like this, it seems like after the joy...
Bai Meier couldn't help but think too much.
"What are you looking at?" Bai Meier's voice brought her back to her senses.
Bai Meier smiled coquettishly and put the wooden plate on the table, "Your Majesty, this is the porridge I cooked with my own hands. You can drink it and see."
"I know, let it go." Qingge said.
Last night, Bai Meier's behavior was very abnormal.
Although she was in pain, her sanity was still there.
She didn't want Bai Honghai's flesh and blood to be homeless in a foreign land, but the premise was that this person was really Bai Mei'er.
"Mei'er retreats first."
Bai Meier also realized that she was too impatient and exposed her flaws, so she quickly resigned.
Qingge nodded and Bai Meier left.
Qing Ge looked at Bai Mei'er's figure, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
If Bai Meier is indeed a descendant of Bai Honghai, she will definitely make Bai Meier enjoy endless glory and wealth.
Of course, if not...
There was a bloodthirsty smile on Qingge's lips.
In terms of cruelty, she is as good as anyone.
Qingge got out of bed, took a shower, changed out of her gown, and drank the porridge cooked by Bai Meier.
After a while, the Qingsha Demon came.
Seeing that Qingge was safe and sound, Qingsha Yao let out a breath.
All night last night, she tossed and turned, and her mind was filled with Ye Qingge.
"The scenery around here is pretty good. I'll take you to see it later?" Qingsha Yao was very smart and didn't mention the elves.
She knows that everyone has secrets.
She didn't want to pry into Ye Qingge's secret.
No matter what race Ye Qingge comes from, it cannot change the fact that she is Ye Qingge.
"That's fine." Qingge said.
Just then, there was a noise outside.
A disciple from Tiandi Academy ran over, shouting: "Elder Ye, it's not good, it's not good, something happened."
Qingge and Qingsha Yao looked at each other and stood up in unison.