After Bai Meier left, Qingge stayed alone in the house, racing against time to practice.
The state of mind can be revealed at any time.
When she breaks through the bottleneck, she becomes a three-sword spiritual master.
The seventeen-year-old Three Sword Spiritual Master, looking at the four-star continent, is a once-in-a-century genius.
Qing Ge frowned and sat cross-legged, motionless like an old monk in trance. Strands of invisible and transparent spiritual energy unknowingly penetrated into Qing Ge's body from thousands of pores, and finally gathered the elixir fire.
Keep refining until it is extremely pure.
Qing Ge was sweating profusely. While practicing, she was still improving the space of the void realm.
In the darkness, she suddenly opened her eyes, their sharp eyes flashing.
A gust of wind opened the window. Qing Gexu narrowed his eyes and looked towards the window sill. The man was sitting casually, with only one navy blue eye exposed, staring at her like a poisonous scorpion. The other eye was blackened.
Covered with cloth.
Terrible look.
Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Brother Snake, long time no see."
Snake Burial looked at her with cold eyes. Thinking of what Master Qin said, Snake Burial's eyes became deeper and deeper, like an abyss.
"I didn't expect that Mei Qingchen would still be obsessed with you. You are really capable." Snake Burial said sarcastically.
Qingge got out of bed, walked to the table, threw the glass wine bottle on the table towards Snake Burial, "Grandpa's treasured pear blossom wine, let's have a drink."
Snake Burial held the wine flask and was slightly startled. He shook it gently. In the quiet night, only the sound of wine could be heard.
"Me and Mei Qingchen will fight until death, so don't say anything that adds insult to injury."
Qingge raised his head, took out the heart-broken wine from the realm of nothingness, and drank it all in one gulp.
Although what Snake Burial said in the Western Sea Territory was not pleasant to listen to, he had no bad intentions, he just didn't think highly of her and Mei Qingchen.
Indeed, Mei Qingchen is an existence that will make her irrecoverable.
Buried by a snake is right.
Qing Ge smiled bitterly, and a cold light flashed across his eyes.
"The Qin family is not good for you. If you want to come to Luohua City, you must be cautious."
Snake Burial looked at the wine pot in ecstasy, then jumped up and left the window sill. After a few ups and downs, he had walked out of the Ye family and even the entire imperial city.
In the dark night, he is like a bat, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
The snake was buried on the top of a mountain, half-kneeling on the ground. His pupils reflected the white moonlight. He opened the wine bottle, raised his head and took a sip. It tasted very good.
Snake Burial raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
This smile makes mountains and rivers colorless.
That strange green eye was as shining and bright as a gem.
Yefu, Fengyue Pavilion.
Sing softly and raise your eyes.
As for snake burial...
This reminded her of Ming You's words. Thinking about it, when she went to Luohua City, the biggest obstacle was the Qin family. Before that, Ming Qianjue had done a lot of hard work to pit her against the Qin family.
In the past three years, she has made countless enemies, tossed in the waves and narrowly escaped death. If she is not careful, she will die without a burial.
Qing Ge couldn't sleep, so she summoned the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron, lit a crimson spiritual fire in her palm, and then took out the other refining materials placed in the space bag.
Qingge is full of concentration and concentration.
When she was refining the weapon, she looked very serious.
Two clusters of flames were reflected in the black eyes.
For a long time, she never stopped, so much so that she neglected the art of refining weapons. Now she is quite unfamiliar with controlling the spiritual fire.
She slowly melted the refining materials, put them into the cauldron, and refined them.
Dawn breaks, and the morning light fades.
It took Qing Ge a whole midnight to refine a weapon, but it was only a semi-finished product.
Qing Ge looked at the weapon in his hand, his brows knotted in knots.
"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. In the field of weapon refining, could it be that I retreated?" Qingge frowned and pursed her red lips.
In the spiritual world, Nightmare said slowly: "You are obsessed with earth-level weapons, so you can't even refine human-level weapons. Don't be too hasty in everything, especially weapon refining. You haven't refined weapons for a long time, but your talent
And the past experience is still there, it will be a matter of time to break through to the prefecture level, there is no need to be impatient."
Qingge's brows stretched.
It's true. Just now, she wanted to refine an earth-level weapon, but her strength was completely insufficient. She spent half the night, but she couldn't even refine the most basic human-level weapon she was good at.
Qing Ge can refine weapons much faster than other weapon refiners.
After thinking about it, Qingge stopped focusing on earth-level weapons and only focused on refining weapons that matched his own strength. Half an hour later, a human-level weapon was completed.
Looking at the weapon in his hand, Qingge smiled knowingly.
In the Four-Star Continent, the only place she wanted to go to was the Weapon Refining Guild. There were countless professions along the way, but she only had a special liking for Weapon Refining.
However, she cannot concentrate on refining weapons.
The responsibility on her shoulders prevents her from doing whatever she wants.
In the early morning, Yinlan walked in and dressed Qingge.
Qing Ge was wearing a golden dragon and phoenix robe, with a scarlet pear blossom between her eyebrows, and her three thousand white hair was combed into a high bun.
The maid Yinlan helped her out, and a proud chariot with dancing gauze and gauze was parked outside the door of Ye Mansion.
The arrogant chariot stopped outside the Beiyue Palace, Qingge walked towards the Jinluan Palace, followed closely by the palace maids and eunuchs, showing great momentum.
Everyone passing by knelt down and shouted, "Long live my king."
At the foot of the ten-thousand-foot steps of the Jinluan Palace, Beihuang led hundreds of civil and military officials to greet the four kings.
Qingge looked at Beihuang indifferently. After not seeing him for several months, Beihuang had become much thinner, depressed, haggard, and his eyes were dull.
"Everyone loves you for your peace of mind."
After finishing the song, he walked towards the Golden Palace and sat on the dragon and phoenix chair.
The handles of this chair are dragon heads, and the backrest is engraved with a totem of a phoenix in flight.
In front of the dragon and phoenix chairs, a golden square table is placed.
There are piles of memorials on the table.
Qingge opened several books, and they were all important state affairs, but Beihuang didn't deal with them at all.
"Lingtai Mansion, there are countless incidents of burning, killing and looting. The local overlord oppresses the people and buys and sells slaves. In the four-star east, there is a drought and the people are in dire straits..."
In a light song, read out what is written on the memorial.
The ministers all lowered their heads, not even daring to express their anger. They didn't even dare to raise their heads to look at Qing Ge.
The air is thin.
temperature, quenching.
Everyone is uneasy.
Qing Ge suddenly slapped the table and threw all the memorials on the square table.
"My king, calm down!"
All the officials knelt down, terrified and trembling.
Beihuang stood to one side, absent-minded, eyes wandering. Qingge looked at Beihuang coldly, she owed Beihuang, Beihuang had no intention of being here, but because of her, he sat on the throne, but in his position, he fulfilled his responsibilities.
Pursuing his position, Beihuang carries on his shoulders the future of many people in Beiyue Kingdom.
"Is this what you are like when I am not here? If so, what use does this king have for you, the country, the country, and the people of Dawn?" Qingge suddenly stood up, with fierce eyes, and glanced around, "These numbers
Ten things must be resolved within three days. Everyone should go back. In the evening, everyone should come to the imperial study and propose solutions. Those who are absent will be beheaded!"