Chapter 2680 If you are not in my family, there must be disagreements
Demon Lotus was graceful and lazy. When he heard Qing Ge's cold and cold voice, his eyes lit up and he looked at Qing Ge with admiration and surprise.
"Demon God, Lan'er is a member of my Elf clan, and I will return her to my clan for healing." Yun Shuishui looked at Yaolian: "I'm not telling you, your daughter-in-law is not a good person, be careful your son is killed by her.
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Demon Lotus supported her head with her long fingers, looked lazily at Yun Shuishui, yawned out of boredom, and said: "Yun Shuishui, it's not me who said that my daughter-in-law dug up your ancestral grave, and you hate her so much? Moreover, you cursed her.
What are you doing, my son? Only your daughter was killed. Long live my son. Since you want to leave, stop talking nonsense and get out of my sight. I still want to be clean."
Yaolian has always had a hot temper and will say whatever she says. She hates trouble the most in her life.
To Yaolian, Yun Shuishui was an extremely troublesome person, pretentious and complacent.
In front of her, Yun Shuishui's tricks would not work.
In the Immortal Realm, Demon Lotus has long disliked Yun Shuishui, dragging her around every day. As long as there is a man, she can't wait to promote the women of the elves.
Those women from the elves have no use except being beautiful. They are all big-breasted and brainless. Besides, can being pretty be used as food?
But this is a rule that has been established for thousands of years. When she first learned that she would choose an elf girl for Qinglian as her young queen, Yaolian was unwilling, but she thought it was troublesome, so she let it go. The rules are like this, there is nothing you can do, as long as she is a virtuous woman
Just a woman.
In the past, Yaolian would turn away when she met Yun Shuishui. She didn't want to get close to Yun Shuishui, and she also cared about her husband's face, so she gave Yun Shuishui three points of disgrace.
This time it concerns her daughter-in-law and grandson. How can Yaolian endure it?
Yaolian lay slightly on the chair, her legs elegantly crossed and placed lightly on the table. She looked at Yun Shuishui indifferently: "Yun Shuishui, are you leaving? Do you want me to give you a ride?"
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"Demon God, I am not going to be verbose, but I need to remind you that this woman is definitely not a good person. If I were you, I would kill her immediately and eliminate future troubles forever." Yun Shuishui couldn't help but say.
Yao Lian rolled her eyes: "Yun Shuishui, are you mentally ill? I think your daughter is really unique. Her eyes don't look like eyes, and her nose doesn't look like her nose. She's not the same thing at first glance. Hurry up and bury her."
Let her die early and be born early!"
The words that Yun Shuishui was brewing were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a single word. She looked at Demon Lotus and hesitated to speak. Finally, her eyes burning with raging anger looked at Qing Ge and shook her head.
Sleeves, "Let's go!"
"Leave quickly. If you don't leave, you will really have to prepare for the funeral of your sick daughter. Don't call me for the wedding banquet when the time comes. I feel unlucky." Yaolian said.
The mouth of Demon Lotus is sharper than her sword blade.
Yun Shuishui could no longer maintain her grace, and thought of her daughter again, gritting her teeth.
Without a heart-protecting formation, she had to think of other ways.
That was her and the reincarnation master's only child, the fruit of their love.
Yun Shuishui cared deeply about her daughter.
Before leaving, Yun Shuishui looked deeply at the goddess with eyes like a beast dormant in the night.
Yun Shuishui left quickly with the Immortal Powerhouse and many elves, and Qinglian Terrace suddenly became much quieter.
Sui Linggui looked at Qingge from a distance, his eyes were strange and his expression was complicated. The hands under his sleeves were occasionally clenched and occasionally loosened. He didn't know what he was thinking about. The elders of the Seven Clans noticed that Sui Linggui's expression was strange.
, couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
"Clan Chief, why are you unhappy?" The elder of the Seven Clan walked to Sui Linggui, lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "Look at my vision. I have only fallen in love with this daughter for thousands of years, and she is actually the future young queen.
, So, I am the Qing Emperor and his father? I will become an immortal and strong man just around the corner." The elder of the Seven Clans stroked his snow-colored beard, his eyebrows were dancing and his smile was bright. He was so happy for the first time in ten thousand years.
Sui Linggui looked at the elder of the Seven Clans and hesitated, "Elder of the Seven Clans, Zi Yuehua..."
"Huh? What? What Purple Moon Flower?" asked the elder of the Seven Clans.
Sui Linggui looked at Yaolian, Qingge and others, and said softly: "Come with me."
"Demon God, Qing Emperor, something happened to Qing Lian, please leave first and come back later."
After Sui Linggui finished speaking, he gave the elder of the seven clans a look, and then walked out of Qinglian Terrace.
The elders of the seven tribes were confused and confused, and finally walked out together with two scimitars.
Walking to a remote place in Qinglian, Qinglian stood on the arch bridge, looked at the sparkling lake, and sighed deeply.
The elder of the seven clans came quickly, stood beside Sui Linggui, and asked puzzledly: "Clan leader, what happened to Ziyuehua?"
"Elder of the clan, you don't know that King Qinglian once traveled to the lower continent and fell in love with this woman named Ye Qingge. At the critical moment, my king did not hesitate to take out the Purple Moon Flower to serve as the woman's heart and save her life.
This girl, the Purple Moon Flower, the sacred object of our clan, is in the heart of this girl." Sui Ling returned with a face as cold as frost.
"Yes, yes, the Buddha cut meat to feed the tiger. My king has great love and is even willing to take out the sacred objects of my ancestors to save the one he loves."
The old man from the Seven Clan said with a smile. For a moment, the smile on the old man from the Seven Clan solidified, and he looked at Sui Linggui with wide eyes. After realizing it, he murmured: "The purple moon flower is on Ji'er's body? Or is it Ji'er's heart? Why?
meeting……"
"Now you know the seriousness of the matter. If you want Qinglian to become the king of thousands of tribes without falling off the altar, if you want my king to save the world and live forever, you can only get back the Purple Moon Flower. Unfortunately, the Purple Moon Flower has become
Her heart was broken. How could I not have known that that person was my king’s beloved, but Ziyuehua was bound to return to our clan, how could she be left in the hands of outsiders? If not, how could I let vulgar people like Li Cuihua live in Qing Dynasty?
Lian is making trouble just because she and the king's child can become the container of the Purple Moon Flower. Otherwise, even if the Purple Moon Flower is taken out of the woman's body, the Purple Moon Flower will wither instantly. Clan Elder, tell me,
What should we do..."
Sui Linggui talked for a long time, with a troubled expression on his face, a bit of pain.
The elders of the seven tribes looked at the lake of autumn water with solemn expressions.
"Perhaps, that's where Ziyuehua goes." The elder of the Seven Clans sighed.
"Nonsense, if you are killed, if the You clan learns that our clan does not have the sacred object Purple Moon Flower, they are afraid that they will have to repeat the battle between the three tripods. Now my king's intelligence and strength have not fully recovered. Once the war is imminent, Qinglian will be completely defeated.
, fell from the altar, and from now on, the world of thousands of clans will be controlled by other clans, and all living beings will be in dire straits, and their lives will be in ruins. If Qinglian Taizu, Lady Di Ji knew this situation, she would not be able to close her eyes even under Jiuquan."
Sui Linggui sighed deeply and looked at the elder of the Seven Clans with red eyes, a painful expression on his face.
The elder of the Seven Clans rubbed his brows and said, "Just take that girl to Qinglian. Zi Yuehua is still in our tribe."
"Elder of the clan!" Sui Linggui shouted: "You are confused! If you are not a member of my clan, you must have different intentions!"