The Queen of the Far North released the news. At noon on the second day, she would restrain Ye Qingge on the hills of Mobei and disembowel her to get the Snow Spirit Pearl!

Suddenly, all four stars were in chaos.

Beiyue Kingdom, Ye Family.

Leisure courtyard, pavilion.

Ye Wuhen and Ye Yu held their wine in the wind, sang to the moon, and chatted happily about the future of the Ye family. As they chatted, their conversation ended with Ye Qingge.

"I haven't seen Qingge for more than half a year."

Ye Wuhen took a swig of wine, half drunk, half awake, half dreaming, and said with a smile: "I'm really happy to hear that she has broken through the eleventh level of innateness."

Ye Yu drank lightly, his eyes darkened, "I heard that when Qingge went to the Ice Valley with Jialan team to practice, she received the inheritance of the Snow Girl, and the Snow Spirit Pearl was stuffed into her heart by Mei Qingchen."

Ye Wuhen frowned, "Xue Lingzhu is such a precious thing, why did Mei Qingchen stuff it into Qing Ge's heart? It must be very painful to stuff a hard object into her body for no reason?"

There was a look of distress in the handsome man's cold eyes.

"Has Mei Qingchen changed her mind?" Ye Yu leaned on the railing, looking at the dim scenery drunkenly, then looked back at Ye Wuhen in the thick night, and asked.

Ye Wuhen's brows, which had been frowning since then, were even more knotted at this moment, "Even if Mei Qingchen changes her mind, with Qingge's temperament, she won't go back to eating that little thing again. Wait... No, at that time

With all the people from the six major forces here, whoever gets the Snow Spirit Pearl will be the target of public criticism. Does Mei Qingchen have this in mind?"

"Mei Qingchen wouldn't be so vicious and cunning when facing someone he once loved, right?" Ye Yu said: "Besides, didn't Qingge go to the far north to practice without any damage?"

Ye Wuhen hesitated.

Maybe, his idea is wrong.

Everyone says that Mei Qingchen, the master of the floating life realm, is really an infatuated person.

He risked his life to obtain the Snow Lingzhu and gave it back to his old lover, Ye Qingge. It was such a blessing from three lifetimes to meet such a good man.

Some people say that when Mei Qingchen ran away from the marriage, maybe it was Ye Qingge who did something too much to disappoint the master of Fusheng Realm. When her heart was ashes and she didn't want to live, Mei Qingchen had no choice but to run away from the marriage, and found that she was still gentle.

The blue girl of water is so good.

People who do nothing are always like this. They live a mediocre life, but they still appreciate the preciousness of being ordinary.

They have nothing to do, so they hide in front of the door and spy on the world. In the fog, they criticize others, but they never know that outside the door, in the fog, the truth is so bloody.

They don't understand how sad the singing in the Snow Lady's Palace is.

Even though Mei Qingchen ran away from marriage, she never hated her. She was just angry that the man who regarded her as a treasure one moment abandoned her like a worn-out shoe the next. There is nothing more sad than heartbreak, nothing more than that.

But when the Xue Lingzhu was forcefully stuffed into her body, almost crushing her heart, Qing Ge was filled with hatred.

Regardless of the past, she only wanted to know whether Mei Qingchen had any intentions or not.

Probably there is.

But, the person in his heart is Miss Lan.

She sang softly at night, and it was a joke from beginning to end.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was a bit solemn.

Ye Wuhen was drinking wine one jar after another. Suddenly, in the dark night, a figure came on the wind and walked onto the pavilion.

Standing with your hands behind your back, you are extremely graceful.

Ye Wuhen looked at the visitor with a frown.

"Your Majesty?" Ye Yu was surprised.

Ye Wuhen was unimpressed, "Your Majesty came to my mansion late at night. Could it be that he wanted to have a few drinks with me?"

"I'm not interested." Beihuang said coldly: "Qing Ge is in the Far North. Tomorrow at noon, his heart will be ripped out by the Queen of the Far North. I am going to the Far North now. Can Master Ye go with me?"

"What?"

Ye Wuhen was like a bolt from the blue, "Tomorrow at noon? The Far North is far away from here, how can we get there? Digging my heart? Does the Queen of the Far North want the Snow Spirit Pearl that Qingsing is about?"

Beihuang nodded.

"I'll go with you."

Ye Wuhen turned to look at Ye Yu and said, "Ye Yu, during my absence, I will leave all the matters of the Ye family to you."

"The Queen of the Far North is so powerful. If you go there, you will die." Ye Yu said worriedly.

"If I die, the position of the head of the Ye family will be passed on to you." Ye Wuhen said calmly.

"Your Majesty, how are we going to get there?" Ye Wuhen turned to look at Beihuang.

"Of course someone will take us there," Beihuang said.

"Who?" Ye Wuhen's eyes flashed.

boom--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up.

The old figure falls on the pavilion from far to near.

"Grandpa!" Ye Wuhen said in surprise, and Ye Yu's eyes also showed joy.

Ye Qingtian nodded towards Beihuang, then waved his hand, and saw a huge and heavy sword floating lightly in the air. Ye Qingtian jumped up, stood on the top of the sword, turned back to face Beihuang, Ye Qingtian

The two Wuhen looked at each other and said, "Without further delay, come up."

Beihuang jumped over, followed closely by Ye Wuhen.

Ye Qingtian drove the flying spiritual weapon under his feet to the far north.

A violent storm swept by, and Ye Qingtian suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I don't know that you care about Ge'er so much."

"Master Ye is the pillar of my country in Beiyue. If something happens to her, how can I, the king of a country, ignore her?" Above the sky, Beihuang looked like he was dominating the world.

Ye Qingtian smiled slightly and said nothing.

Ye Wuhen looked anxiously into the distance.

Beihuang lowered his eyes, looking through the sharp blade of the flying spiritual weapon, overlooking the mountains, rivers, and vast land.

He has planted many insiders in the far north.

He was so desperate because he knew that if something happened to Ye Qingge, that woman would not stand idly by.

Thinking of her frown and smile, of her crying while playing the piano, Beihuang's heart, which had been silent for many years, felt as if someone was grabbing it, and the pain made him suffocate.

He is a high-ranking man, but he is also a humble man in love.

Night home.

Pavilion.

Ye Yu leaned against the railing, looking a little tired.

She murmured——

God, it turns out that there are times when God is unfair.

Ye Qingge suffered so much, but this suffering seemed to have no end.

Till death.

at the same time--

Xiao family.

Elder Yu in the Hall of Fantasy went to Xiao's house at midnight, leaning on a cane and standing outside the Zhumen with his back hunched over, and kept patting the door with his old hands.

A boy came and opened the door sleepily.

"Elder Yu?"

Elder Yu said with a serious look on his face, "Take me to see Young Master Xiao."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he led Elder Yu through the courtyard corridor, walked to a unique room, and knocked on the door, "Young Master, Elder Yu is here."

After a while, the door was opened.

Xiao Rufeng looked at Elder Yu in surprise, "Grandpa?" Xiao Rufeng stood aside and made an "invitation" gesture, "Winter night, it's cold outside, grandpa, come in quickly."

"I won't go in." Elder Yu said: "In the far north, news came from the massacre army that at noon tomorrow, Qingge will die. They sent a flying spirit beast to pick me up. Rufeng, can you?

Want to come together?"

Xiao Rufeng frowned, "As far as I know, the young master was training in the far north, how could he die?"

"Qing Ge has a Snow Spirit Pearl in her body, and the Queen of the Far North has taken a fancy to her Snow Spirit Pearl." Elder Yu said.

"My little master is the only bloodline of the general. Nothing can happen to her."
Chapter completed!