Jiu Ci looked at Dongfang Po looking for the pervert with fear on his face, and was speechless.
The goddess smiled slightly and said, "Miss Ye, we will set off to Qinglian tomorrow morning."
"Just you two girls are going there? How can I rest assured..." Jiuci frowned.
Yan Yu was puzzled, "Why go to Qinglian?"
"Go and see Tanglin."
Qingge puts it lightly.
Tanglin...
Yan Yu suddenly thought that the ancient Dongling clan was the royal family of Qinglian.
Aventurine cod…
Hell will never forget that man with melancholy eyes.
However, Hell thought that he had completely passed away from this world, but he never thought about it.
Yan Yu looked at the door of Yan Bingtong's room again, and suddenly showed a warm smile.
Things in this world are always so unpredictable.
…
That night, Qingge slept with Yan Bingtong in her arms.
In front of Yan Bingtong, she is not the Emperor of Dongzhou or the King of Four Stars, she is just a girl in need of warmth.
This moment of warmth was enough for her to survive the ups and downs of half a lifetime.
Dongfang Po lay on the quilt after washing. He didn't know what he thought of, and two nosebleeds came out.
Jiu Ci sat on the eaves, the old god was there, and occasionally he grunted, not knowing why he was angry.
The goddess lives in the Palace of the Goddess, a lonely and deserted palace. The goddess has bare feet, holding a scepter, her long light green hair spread out, and an elegant and gentle smile on her face.
The goddess stood in the palace, raised her head, and looked at the sparse and bright stars through the opening in the center of the palace.
The beautiful eyes reflect the light of the stars, making them look extraordinarily sacred and noble.
The smile at the corners of his lips grew thicker.
At this moment, no one knows what those beautiful eyes saw or what was thinking in that heart.
Her innate arrogance and nobility are enough to make her extraordinary.
The next day, early morning.
Qing Ge reluctantly woke up from Yan Bingtong's arms, her little head rubbed against Yan Bingtong's arms, messing up her silver hair.
Qingge's eyes were a little sad, then she poked her head out of the quilt, then retracted into the quilt, nestled in Yan Bingtong's arms, and hugged Yan Bingtong tightly.
Yan Bingtong opened her eyes and looked at Qingge funnyly. Sure enough... she was still a child...
Yan Bingtong rubbed Qingge's head and said, "Mother, I'm waiting for you to come back."
"Mother..."
Qingge held Yan Bingtong's hand, as if she had thousands of words she wanted to say quickly, but they were stuck in her throat and she couldn't make a sound. In the end, she just looked at Yan Bingtong in silence.
Qing Ge quickly kissed Yan Bingtong on the cheek, and then turned into a ray of light and shadow and flew out.
"Mom, you must wait for me."
After finishing the song, he went to find the goddess.
Thousands of clans in the Nine Realms and above will create different teleportation platforms based on the clan's strength and background.
The teleportation platform of the elves was in the center of Shenyue City. After Qing Ge explained some things to Dongfang Po, he said goodbye to Jiuci and Hell, and then took the ancient deer carriage to the teleportation platform with the goddess.
The Qinglian tribe’s engagement banquet and the Qiankun banquet were attended by the elves’ special goddess as a representative, which also symbolized the status of the goddess in the elves’ tribe.
The ancient deer carriage stopped at the teleportation platform. The goddess got off the carriage and saw the elves gathered around, shouting the name of the goddess.
The Red Flame Spirit Girl and the Elf Goddess all symbolize the faith of Shenyue City.
The elves looked at the goddess from a distance, and the enthusiasm in their eyes made Qingge slightly startled.
Who is the Qing Queen’s choice after all...
According to her knowledge, once the goddess becomes a young queen, the elves can become the kings of thousands of clans.
In the earliest period, when the three clans of gods, immortals, and emperors stood in power, it was called the Kaitian Era.
Later, the era of unification, the era of sealing the sky, the era of becoming king...
The Fengtian Era is the era where Jiuniang lives.
In that era, a woman's pubic area had to be cut off as soon as she was born, and she could not practice cultivation for eternity.
Once a woman is found practicing, the entire clan will be killed.
It was a troubled time...
The Firebird was in the age of becoming a king.
After the era of becoming a king, there was an era of hundreds of ghosts.
In that era, dark masters ruled the world, and spiritual masters and spiritual masters were slaves.
At that time, practicing spiritual masters and spiritual masters were looked down upon.
After that, there was the Age of Gods, and this era was also called the Fengqi Age outside the city.
A woman, a queen, symbolizes an era.
After staying with the elves for a few days, Qing Ge realized that it was already a new era.
The age of heroes.
As times change, the cultivation civilization will improve step by step.
The so-called cultivation civilization is composed of many elements.
For example, the cultivation civilization in the lower continent is relatively poor. A strong man from the lower continent or a child from the higher plane can solve it with one hand.
Cultivation civilization has a great impact. With the same efforts, you can reach different peaks in different planes.
…
The goddess and Qingge walked onto the training platform.
The elves looked at Qing Ge with eyes that were hard to express in words.
Either curious or disdainful, but not too hostile.
After all, she saved Lord Chi Yan.
There are also some elves who are particularly curious as to why a human woman looks better than all the elves.
According to records in the classics, the human race is the ugliest and most cunning among the thousands of races.
Facing these gazes, Qing Ge remained expressionless from beginning to end, with cold eyes. Those contempt and disdains could not stir up ripples in her heart.
"Goddess, Miss Ji..." The old elf guarding the teleportation platform bent towards the two of them.
"Are you ready for the teleportation array to Qinglian?" the goddess asked.
"We are ready, just waiting for your presence." The old man said warmly.
The goddess smiled, turned to look at Qingge, Qingge nodded, and then stepped into the teleportation formation together.
The smoky blue formation covered the huge teleportation platform, and the light of the formation rotated rapidly until the figure inside the formation could not be seen clearly.
Qingge only felt that the world was spinning in front of her eyes, layer after layer of smoky blue mist covering her, blocking her sight.
In a daze, someone held her hand.
Qingge turned her head, and the goddess smiled at her in the extremely brilliant holy light, "It will take some time for the formation to be transmitted. The formation fluctuates greatly, so please be careful, girl."
"Goddess, don't worry." Qing Ge looked at the held hand lightly.
"Miss Ye, do you want to go to the immortal world?" the goddess asked.
"think."
"Pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts?"
"No... I'm looking for my lost lover."
"Your husband is in the realm of immortality?" the goddess asked again.
Qingge nodded.
The goddess pondered for a moment and said: "Girl, you befriend me because you hope that I can find your husband after I step into immortality."
"There is a reason."
"Young lady Ye doesn't hide it either?"
"Why hide it? That's the truth."
"..."
During the conversation, green light floated, the light of the formation suddenly changed, and strong winds blew up, lifting their skirts.
The next moment, Qingge and the goddess appeared on the light and wind on the Qinglian teleportation platform.
The goddess wears a green mountain cape, a black fox cloak, a vine crown on her head, long sleeves filled with wind, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her face is indifferent.
Qingge was dressed in ink, with silver hair and black eyes, slightly raised eyebrows, and a faint light flowing in her eyes.