Aventurine said slowly: "Then let's deal with it lightly."
The Lord God's eyes were full of fear, and two firelights suddenly lit up.
His silent mood became excited, and he looked at the aventurine with gleaming eyes, waiting for the aventurine to fall.
Sui Linggui and the elders of the seven tribes felt a little curious. Aventurine Cod was a good person, but as long as the matter involved Ye Qingge, it was not that simple.
In other words, if others removed his aventurine's arms and legs, he would not complain.
However - as long as someone insults Ye Qingge, it will be a death penalty for the Nine Clan.
The Lord of God was obviously involved in the whole thing, and now he was just anxious to get rid of the charges. How could Aventurine be given a lighter sentence?
Before Sui Ling could return and think about it, the aventurine cod said lightly: "Then chop it up and feed it to the dogs."
It was as if he was saying how nice the weather was today. It was this casual tone of voice that was most terrifying.
The moment the Divine Lord raised his head, the mask covering his cheeks cracked with a gust of wind.
Dense cracks spread across the entire mask like a spider web, and exploded with a bang. It was beyond recognition, and the flesh and blood were opened. The God Lord couldn't help roaring in pain.
His face was covered in blood, and the fragments of the mask were stuck into his cheeks, deeply embedded in his skin and flesh.
Chop it up and feed it to the dog... It's a good deal. Mo Xie looked at the calm aventurine cod with a smile. He hadn't seen it for a long time, but the aventurine cod had become ferocious.
He once said that aventurine is a ferocious person at heart, but it is just hidden deep under the skin of warmth.
Mo Xie's eyes inadvertently glanced at the pear blossom cakes in the basket, which dimmed slightly, and he sighed softly.
Aventurine may not be able to get over the matter of pear blossom cakes for several lifetimes.
The Qinglian guards walked past in unison and held the Lord of God.
Now there is a very important question, where are the dogs?
The Lord of God was so frightened that the blood on his face had flowed to his clothes. He struggled and shouted loudly: "King Qinglian, it is a capital crime to chop into pieces and feed them to dogs. Didn't the king say that my crime will not lead to death!" "Who?
Are you saying that chopping into pieces is a capital offense?”
Aventurine is as gentle as jade, and her tone when speaking is even more kind: "I just want you to survive in the world in a divided form."
Everyone: "..." It seems very powerful.
Pfft! Mo Xie almost burst into laughter. Lin Mo Xie was helpless. The Ghost King might not be able to change his temper.
The Lord of God was speechless and wanted to defend himself.
“Too noisy.”
Aventurine said softly.
The guards had an epiphany. One of them grabbed the god's jaw and forced him to open his mouth. The other held a sword and picked up his tongue with one sword, breaking it.
The smell of blood was on the lips, teeth and mouth of the God Lord, and it was still overflowing, covering the entire chin.
He looked at the aventurine in horror. The aventurine was clearly going to kill him, but it was still as gentle and gentle as the gentle breeze and drizzle.
That tone and look didn't sound like she wanted to break him up and feed him to the dogs, but more like she wanted to have tea and wine with him and have a romantic conversation.
Sui Linggui looked at Aventurine in surprise. At this moment, she seemed to get to know King Qinglian again.
Thousands of years ago, he was the Green Lotus King, but today he is just aventurine cod.
King Qinglian fights for the innocent people in the world. He is a god and Buddha in the hearts of countless people. He is willing to sacrifice his life and use his body as a city to block the endless wind and rain.
Today's Aventurine belongs to Ye Qingge only, and lives for Ye Qingge! Sui Linggui's heart began to tremble, and he gradually felt uneasy.
Is this...a blessing or a curse?
The current Aventurine may be a good lover, but he is definitely not a good king for the people! Sui Linggui stopped talking, shook his head, and stood still without saying a word.
The Qinglian guards wanted to kill the God Lord, but an old man came from the end of the world, standing on auspicious clouds, wearing a gray robe and carrying a high-grade sword at his waist.
The old man's eyes were sharp and radiant, showing a shrewd look.
"The third child..." The elder of the Seven Clans frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face.
Sui Lingguan gathered his thoughts and looked sideways, slightly puzzled: "What are the three elders doing here?"
Qingge looked up and saw the old man's face, and suddenly felt familiar.
She once went to Qinglian under the pseudonym Ji Meili. At the engagement party, she was somewhat impressed by the elders of the three clans who always defended Ye Ge.
Qing Ge was very curious at that time, why did the dignified old man of the Qinglian tribe always protect Ye Ge?
It's not surprising that Qing Ge maliciously speculates on people. Ye Ge's style is really bad, so Qing Ge inevitably thinks of some sexy transactions.
Until this moment, when the elders of the three tribes came here, Qingge couldn't help but think, did the elders of the three tribes have any connection with the person behind Qinglian?
Qingge pursed her lips and stood quietly, watching the changes.
The elder of the three tribes landed smoothly, looked at Ye Ge, who was covered in wounds and lying in a pool of blood, looked away indifferently, and stepped past Ye Ge.
"My lord, pay homage to my king. May my king live long."
The elders of the three tribes spoke with great vigor, and their voices were as loud as bells.
Aventurine stared at it for a long time, with no intention of asking the three tribes to get up.
On the other side, the God Lord was about to be chopped into pieces. The elders of the three clans coughed and turned to look: "Wait a minute."
"Wait a minute?
What are the elders of the three tribes doing?"
Sui Linggui asked with a smile.
The elders of the three clans said calmly: "Chief, my king, I already know the truth about this matter.
Although Qinglian is in charge of the affairs of thousands of clans and the world, the higher planes and below should be left to the control of the Nine Realms. For my king to deal with a small heavenly domain god, it is killing a chicken with a sledgehammer. This also loses the power of King Qinglian. identity.
Moreover, the Qinglian Laws and Regulations are clearly stipulated in every word. The God Lord is indeed guilty. However, if he is chopped into pieces and fed to dogs, he is sentenced to death, which may be inappropriate.
Furthermore, it has been a troubled time recently, the Qian clan has been in some turmoil, and the Sanding clan is not at peace either. If my king’s move is caught and made a fuss by someone with intentions, it will be bad for both Qinglian and my king.”
The three tribesmen spoke from the bottom of their hearts and showed their loyalty. After saying these words, they quickly knelt on the ground, their foreheads and bodies touching the ground.
The God Lord, who was being captured by the Qinglian guards, was desperate. When he saw the arrival of the elders of the three clans and begged for mercy, there was hope in his eyes, and he looked at the elders of the three clans expectantly.
"The three tribes are always questioning my king's decisions?"
Aventurine asked.
"Yes, he is questioning your decision. There is no need to ask."
Mo Xie changed his position and sat on the chair, looking at the elders of the three clans with a smile: "You are the elder of the three Qinglian clans, right? I see that you are quite capable, so why not just stop being the elder of the three clans? The position of clan elder is It’s a waste of talent, why don’t you take the position of King Qinglian.”
The elders of the three tribes suddenly looked at Mo Xie, who had been too anxious just now, but now they realized that there was also a famous and moody ghost king here.
The elders of the three tribes were very curious and glanced at Ye Ge.
In desperation, he only had a rough idea of what to do in the northern suburbs.
Aventurine said nothing and turned to look at Mo Xie.
He was clearly someone he had never met before, yet he felt very familiar to him.
For some reason, when he heard the Ghost King's words, he did not feel disgusted with the evil spirit in them. Instead, he felt happy and even wanted to sit down and have a drink with him.
This is a very strange feeling, just like when I saw Ye Qingge for the first time, all the sadness in my body turned into happiness, and there was only one thought in my heart: he wanted to marry her.
"King of Ghosts, this is my Qinglian's business, what does it have to do with you?"
The elders of the three tribes sneered: "Qinglian advocates justice and awe-inspiring aura. How can it match the evil ghosts living underground?"
Mo Xie tilted his head, his eyes were sinister and quiet, as sharp as tempered ice.
Two slender, jade-like fingers wrapped around a vine ring gently support the side of the face. The delicate and thin mask fits the face like skin that can be broken by blowing, imprinting the outline of the facial features.
On the whole face, only one pair of eyes could be seen, looking at the elders of the three clans like a demon from the abyss.
The moment the murderous aura roared like the wind, not only the air and wind surged in the sky, but also a strong evil aura.
It was like black ink splashed on the water, gradually blurring out, covering most people's figures, leaving only evil shadows, like those hundreds of ghosts screaming and howling.
The evil ink-like shadow rushed toward the elders of the three clans like a violent torrent.
Sui Linggui and the elders of the seven clans took action together to resist the blow.
The two of them were shocked at the same time. The Ghost King was still young and still growing. This kind of strength was already shocking! The two looked at each other and stepped back at the same time. The evil shadow also turned into black smoke and light ink, and returned to the ink.
On the evil body.
As a result, the elders of the three clans no longer dare to compete with Mo Xie.
"Ghost King, for thousands of years, the evil forces have been in harmony with Qinglian's well. Today, Qinglian is handling family affairs, and the Ghost King should not interfere."
Sui Linggui said coldly.
Mo Xie folded his hands around his chest, his back sunk deeply into the back of the chair, raised his slender legs, and placed them gently on the intersection of the vines.
Mo Xie lay lazily on the chair, seemingly tired, and closed his eyes slightly.
Seeing that Mo Xie remained silent, Sui Linggui punched the cotton.
Sui Linggui and the elders of the Seven Clans could see that the three clans were disobedient, but they could not let the Ghost King deal with them.
"Third brother, go back!"
The elder of the Seven Clans shouted coldly in a low voice.
"My king, I came today and brought Taizu's warrant."
The elder of the seven clans took out a pale golden token with a green lotus totem and a faint smoke at the bottom, and held it high.
The moonlight shines on the token, and you can see the green lotus blooming slowly, giving it an ancient and sacred feeling.
Above the green lotus, smoke rises like a fairyland, and the milky white smoke gathers together. From a distance, it looks like the outline of a person.
Gu Long in the spiritual world was extremely excited: "Taizu, the shadow of my Qinglian Taizu!"
Qingge pursed her lips slightly and looked carefully at the silhouette formed by the white smoke.
Taizu Qinglian was very energetic. He stopped his back and looked up, as if he were looking at the light of the sun and moon and the scenery of mountains and rivers.
He is neither tall nor strong, but he has a sense of vastness and an air of immortality.
Even though there are tens of thousands of years apart, Qingge seems to be able to feel the image of Qinglian Taizu who was dedicated to the people.
Qinglian Emperor Ji, a woman who is not inferior to men, can be regarded as Zhuge among women, a generation of heroes.
The great ancestor of Qinglian created the prosperous age of Qinglian. He also had a nine-turn all-image body. He cultivated to the peak and his heart was so big that it could accommodate hundreds of rivers.
When Taizu Qinglian passed away, he left behind five warrants.
When the order arrives, it is like Taizu coming in person.
It's just that in the past ten thousand years, the five warrants have disappeared.
Qingge raised her eyebrows, very curious. Taizu's warrant was so precious. There were only five of them in total, and using one would mean one less.
How could a mere god be worthy of a warrant from the person behind him?
"Taizu was once a pharmacist, and the orders he left behind can also be used as medicine."
After Senior Gu Long finished speaking, Qing Ge had an epiphany and looked at Ye Ge thoughtfully.
The real effect of the warrant is probably not to save the God Lord, but to heal Ye Ge.
Qing Ge was puzzled. Sui Linggui once valued Ye Ge because of the purple moon flower container. So what did the person behind it want to do?
Is it also a container?
Sui Linggui knew that her heart was Ziyuehua. Did that person know this?
Qingge fell into deep thought and felt the difficulty of the matter.
"This warrant from the elder of the three clans has three major uses. One is to save people, the other is to heal the injured Li Cuihua, and the third is to enhance the status of the elder of the three clans and can be the deputy clan leader."
Senior Gu Long said.
The warrant is like the Qinglian Taizu appearing in this world. Once this order is used, his status can be improved.
The position under King Qinglian and the clan leader is up to you to choose. There are five Taizu warrants. As long as you can gather three Taizu warrants, one Emperor Ji warrant, and one Zhou Lao warrant, you can even become the patriarch, or even Qing Qing.
Lotus King! Qingge’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly realized that the warrant was a good thing, but she never had it.
"What a pity..." Qing Ge sighed.
"You have Mr. Zhou's warrant."
Gu Long couldn't help but say.
Qingge wondered: "Where?"
"In the heart-protecting formation, Old Zhou's command is hiding place!"
Gu Long solved his doubts.
Qingge: "..." Gu Long is telling her such a good thing now?