After the joy, Wei Li was not as happy as he imagined. On the contrary, he became more and more irritable.
Seeing Wu Ziling trembling with fear in her eyes, Wei Li punched the pillar, causing the joints to be bruised and blood to flow out.
Wei Li walked out quickly.
He was caught up in the mood of self-struggle, irritable and depressed, and did not notice anything wrong with Wu Ziling.
Wu Ziling slid from the bed to the ground, naked. The ground was cold to the bone. She was shivering from the cold, but her head was very hot.
She opened her mouth and made a hoarse sound.
Wu Ziling's body was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to climb back into bed.
Wu Ziling finally hated Wei Li.
Even though she knew she was not qualified to hate, she hated him from the bottom of her heart.
How can a person be so bad?
Moody and unpredictable.
Although her status is not as good as that of Wei Li, she is still very happy in her own little world, has no worries about food and clothing, and is respected by others. But when she comes to Wei Li, she becomes a tool to vent her desires.
At least……
At least don't be so demanding and consider her feelings.
Tears continued to flow from Wu Ziling's empty and dull eyes.
Her soul and body were treated like a violent storm.
Wu Ziling fainted.
Before Wu Ziling returned to her room to rest, she told her maid not to disturb her rest.
Therefore, Wu Ziling fainted and died in the room, her whole body was hot, there was no movement for a long time, and the maid did not come in.
Wu Ziling's body was getting hotter and hotter, as if she had just been fished out of lava.
Wei Mansion, reception hall.
Qing Ge competes with Yan Yan to try to refine weapons.
She sang quietly, her movements were graceful and slow, and every step was perfect. The red spiritual fire danced between her palms like an elf.
Under the lunar eclipse cauldron, fierce spiritual fire is burning, and the cauldron is hot and red.
Qingge put several materials into the cauldron, and the rock-hard star steel, flower stone rock, and Xuanhan ice as cold as winter snow melted one by one.
The proportions between materials and mutually exclusive elements are very important. If you are not careful and make a wrong step, you will have to find all the materials and refine it again.
The process of refining weapons is boring and long. Only those who can calm down can enjoy the fun of refining weapons.
Qing Ge thought of Yan Xiaoqi and planned to refine a soft whip.
The material gradually melted in the cauldron, Qing Ge cut out a small piece of Qianchen Steel, placed it in the palm of his hand and burned it with the spiritual fire.
Qianchen Steel contains extremely powerful power. If integrated into the whip, it can increase Yan Xiaoqi's combat effectiveness.
Singing softly to concentrate one's attention.
The breeze was crisp outside, the heat was rising indoors, and everyone was looking at it very seriously.
No matter where in the Four-Star Continent, weapon refining or alchemy competitions must not be desecrated, they are so sacred.
Yan Yan is refining the weapon, his brows are furrowed, and his serious look is particularly beautiful.
Yan Yan cares very much about weapon refining, this is her domain and pride.
She doesn't need any help, she will use her true strength to surpass and defeat Ye Qingge.
She wanted to prove to Hell and her grandfather that she didn't have to bow to Qing Ye Qingge at all.
The fire of their spirits raised the temperature.
At this time, neither of them can be disturbed, and they must not make mistakes in every step, otherwise they will refine a defective weapon.
Wei Li returned to the hall early, but couldn't stand still and kept looking at Mo Xie involuntarily.
Mo Xie's existence makes all other outstanding men eclipse him.
Wei Li had never compared with Mo Xie, but at this moment, he couldn't help but compete with Mo Xie.
Well, Mo Xie's eyes are not as lively as his, his nose is not as tall as his, and his mouth is not as big as his. Although he is taller than him, he can't eat his height, right...
Wei Li shook his head and broke into a cold sweat.
What is he doing?
Is he crazy?
It's simply unimaginable that he would do such a childish thing!
Wei Li calmed down and tried to get rid of the ridiculous thoughts in his mind.
At this time, a sneaky figure walked towards the west side of Wei Mansion.
The moonlight shone down and fell on the man's face.
It's Li Yanran's father, Mr. Li.
Manager Li was holding a flint in his hand, with sinister eyes...
Since he had promised Li Yanran that he would kill Ye Qingge, he would do what he said and would never break his promise.
Manager Li naively thought that if Ye Qingge died, Li Yanran would not be like this and would change back to before.
As everyone knows, the nature of a country is easy to change but hard to change. The nature that has been exposed cannot be changed unless you die!
The two people in the hall were refining weapons seriously.
When refining weapons, Qingge is at its weakest.
One must be careful when controlling the spiritual fire, otherwise the spiritual fire will backfire, swallow up the consciousness, and become a foolish person.
When it comes to weapon refining techniques, the singing skills are superior, the movements are fast and smooth.
Yan Yan refines weapons and tends to be calm.
During the process of refining the weapon, Yan Yan did not observe Ye Qingge.
She has confidence in herself, and if she blindly observes Ye Qingge and fails to refine any good weapons without paying attention, she will be defeated before the battle.
She had heard before that Ye Qingge was also very talented in weapon refining.
How could an ordinary person become a disciple of Jin Chanzi?
Two sticks of incense have passed...
"It's on fire, it's on fire, the west wing is on fire."
The guards and maids were panicking and walking back and forth.
Everyone looked outside the door. From one direction to the east and west, thick smoke was rising, flames were swaying, and the fire was unstoppable.
West wing...
Wei Li's eyes widened, his dark pupils reflecting the coquettish firelight blooming in the night.
Wu Ziling lives in the west wing.
It's on fire...
Wei Li suddenly thought that Wu Ziling was weak before leaving.
Wei Li's legs felt weak, and his heart felt empty and lost. His soul seemed to have been pulled away, as if he was about to lose something important.
Everyone's attention is on the fire.
Qing Ge and Yan Yan remained as still as the wind and continued to refine their weapons without being affected by the fire.
On the contrary, they blocked their ears, and even if the mountain collapsed in front of their eyes, they could not be shaken.
Qingge has great mental power and can detect fire.
Yan Yan's seriousness when refining the weapon was beyond Qingge's expectation.
Yan Yan is indeed domineering when it comes to weapon refining, but if Yan Yan is a weapon refining genius, then Qing Ge would be called a pervert.
Qing Ge remained unmoved and put the Qianchen Steel into the cauldron.
No one noticed that a masked man in black entered the hall.
The man in black opened a bottle of potion, cartilage potion!
The odorless and colorless smoke in the cartilage potion fills the sky in wisps.
Cartilage medicine, as the name suggests, is a medium or above medicine. When you smell the medicine, it will be difficult for people to concentrate and their consciousness will be scattered.
Qingge looked at the Lunar Eclipse Cauldron in front of her, with her palms facing the bottom of the cauldron, pouring more spiritual fire into it.
Qianchen steel is difficult to melt and must be burned for a long time.
At this moment, a dark shadow swept across the diagonal fork, several poisonous needles burst out, and thousands of arrows were fired at Qing Ge.
Qingge suddenly broke the condensation of the spiritual fire, and the spiritual soul seemed to be torn apart, causing endless pain.
Qingge had quick eyes and quick hands, and subconsciously avoided more than a dozen poisonous needles.
The people present were all talented practitioners and young ladies from aristocratic families, and they immediately reacted and started making excuses.
They all looked at Qingge, and when they saw Qingge dodge the poisonous needle, their hearts in their throats immediately dropped back to where they were.
The black shadow rushed towards Qingge, and when the poisonous needle passed by, the man in black was already in front of Qingge.