Also, who would have thought that the heroic woman who hated her to the core would now turn into friendship with her.
"Do you know why Ye Yu hates Ye Xue so much?" Ye Wuhen sat down on the stone chair next to him, Qingge walked over, put the King Ming knife on the table, and sat down together; Ye Wuhen looked at him with a look in his eyes.
The sweep of the knife implies exploration.
"Why?" Qingge asked.
"Because Ye Xue has broken through the sixth level of innateness." Ye Wuhen put his hands on the stone table. He stood up and leaned forward. His face was very close to Qing Ge's face. He stared at Qing Ge from bottom to bottom, and his breath was hot.
Spraying on Qingge's face, her voice had a hint of evil charm, "The reason Ye Xue was able to break through so quickly was because she drank Ye Yu's blood. This is the reason why Ye Yu hates her. For more than ten years, the loss of blood has caused Ye
Yu’s cultivation level cannot surpass that of a spiritual master in his lifetime.”
The shocking news was like a fire in a quiet desert, and Qingge's mind was buzzing.
I see……
No wonder Ye Yu looked at Ye Xue with such complicated eyes, filled with deep love and deep hatred.
Ye Wuhen sat back and said: "Qin Lan is from the Qin family in Luohua City. The Qin family has a secret technique. After a newborn is born, he is fed with wolf blood. After weaning, he uses this person's blood to feed it to another person.
It will improve the other person’s talent.”
"Oh, by the way, Ye Yu can't live past the age of thirty." Ye Wuhen said: "In other words, she may die tomorrow, maybe she will die in a few years, she is lucky to live to the age of thirty.
.”
"But Ye Xue doesn't know about these things for the time being." Ye Wuhen said, shaking the seven-star fan that he conjured like a magic trick.
"Then how do you know?" Qing Ge half-smiled.
"Because I am Ye Wuhen." When he spoke, the man's eyes were full of energy, rebellious, and arrogant.
Qingge laughed, and the laughter echoed in the empty martial arts field. It was a little clear, and the laughter suddenly stopped. Qingge looked at Ye Wuhen seriously and said: "The emperor has passed away."
Ye Wuhen was stunned, "Seriously? When did it happen?"
"It's about tonight."
"How do you know? I haven't received any messages."
"How do I know?" Qingge raised her eyebrows with a spring breeze on her face, "Because I am Ye Qingge."
Ye Wuhen: "..."
He looked at the girl's fair and delicate face and was in a trance. The girl's three thousand green hair was casually scattered, and her black hair was like thick ink splashed on the white paper. It was elegant but not vulgar, as if it was orchid.
In the imperial study room, Beiyue Huang, who was correcting a memorial, suddenly frowned, and after a long while, he sneezed.
"Your Majesty, did you catch a cold?" Eunuch Liu took the cloak and wanted to put it on Emperor Beiyue.
Bei Yuehuang pointed at the wolf-hair pen and waved his hand, signaling Eunuch Liu to retreat.
He raised his head and looked at the silent palace outside the palace. Why did he feel like someone was speaking ill of him...
In the martial arts training ground, Qingge took the Mingwang Sword and walked away.
The moon shines brightly, the night is endless, the loquat tree outside the martial arts training ground is taller than a person, April is fragrant, the spring is warm, the flowers are blooming, the cicadas are chirping non-stop, under the white moonlight, the girl is carrying the Mingwang Sword, her back is lonely and aloof, the moonlight
The shadow was dragged very long, the shadows of the trees were whirling, and the shadows of the people were also sparse, as if countless bloody holes were nailed to the girl's body.
She held the Mingwang Sword with one hand, raised it with the other hand, and shook it.
The bright jade hands and graceful wrists are as beautiful as pictures, delicate as flowers, and the figure is hazy.
Ye Wuhen's eyes were dark. Looking at Qingge's back, he stood up and shouted loudly: "Ye Qingge, I'm waiting to compete with you in the clan competition!"
The king's war rages on.
——
Recently, the Ye family has been as quiet as water. After the Hairpin Ceremony, Shangguan Lin and others are quickly preparing for the clan competition, and the younger generation of the clan are also practicing day and night in the martial arts field. Although they work hard, the clan competition is
It was so urgent that we had to fight.
The annual family competition is an opportunity for young people from various aristocratic families to gain attention.
In the early morning, Qingge and Ye Jingjing were running around Fengyue Pavilion, when a vigorous figure suddenly climbed over the wall and entered, tiptoeing as if he were a thief.
"Mo Xie!"
A voice sounded behind him, and Mo Xie smiled coquettishly. He turned around and looked at Qingge and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Mouse? Why did you bring a mouse here?" Qingge looked at the mouse that was carefully held in Mo Xie's arms, feeling a little puzzled.
Mo Xie held up the little mouse's tail and waved it in front of Qing Ge, with a playful smile on his face, "My wife, you are so cute. This is my new favorite."
Qingge: "..."
After two lifetimes, this was the first time I saw someone keeping a mouse as a pet.
"The Master of the Underworld has successfully escaped from seclusion. He will hold a banquet at the Colosseum the day after tomorrow and invites dignitaries from Beiyue and heroes from all over the world. Do you want to go?" Mo Xie asked.
"Don't go!"
Ye Qingge will not go, but Wu Ming will.
She couldn't separate herself, and couldn't let Ye Qingge and Wuming appear at the same time, but Wuming was a guest at the Colosseum after all. It was a day to wish the master of the Colosseum a happy departure. If he was absent, it would seem inappropriate both emotionally and rationally.
"Then I won't go either, I want to stay with my wife." Mo Xie said while teasing the little mouse.
"Jingjing, let's keep running and ignore the pervert." Qing Ge grinned at Mo Xie and continued running with Ye Jingjing.
Mo Xie: "..."
After being stunned, Mo Xie curled his lips in grievance. Mo Xie hugged the little mouse and immediately caught up with Qing Ge and ran side by side with Qing Ge. Mo Xie turned to look at Qing Ge and said, "Qing Ge, my dad is only 1 foot 7.
My mother is not very tall, but I am over 18 feet tall. As far as I know, your father is also 1 foot 8 tall. Do you think we may be long-lost brothers and sisters?"
Qingge: "..."
Rolling his eyes, Qingge sped up and ran. Mo Xie, not to be outdone, chased after him!
"If we are really half-brothers and sisters, wouldn't we be incest?" Mo Xie said as he ran.
The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched.
"Daughter-in-law, how about we die for our love?" Mo Xie pinched the little mouse in his arms.
Qingge: "Marie your second uncle."
She had just returned to life and died for her love. I am afraid that the Lord of Hell wanted to beat her to death...
After running a few laps, Mo Xie realized that he was bored and muttered "I wish all lovers in the world were brothers and sisters" and left angrily.
After finishing their run, Qingge and Ye Jingjing took a bath in the bathroom, their skin was fragrant and their skin was filled with steam.
Ye Jingjing swam in the bathtub, with rose petals floating on the water like flames. Ye Jingjing stuck her head out of the water, looked at Qing Ge and laughed, "Sister, when I grow up, I want to be as beautiful as my sister."
"
Qingge looked at Ye Jingjing and suddenly discovered a problem.
When she had a birthmark on her face, Ye Jingjing said she was beautiful. Could it be that Ye Jingjing couldn't see the birthmark on her face?
"Jingjing, isn't it amazing that the birthmark on my sister's face has disappeared?" Qingge asked tentatively.