Chapter 409

Mo Qingge finger bone tight curl up, be so said by him, in the heart more confused.

"But Uncle Huang, he has no reason to do so." She murmured, still disbelieving.

"Qingge, you are so naive." Shangguan Feng said helplessly, "he's the demon emperor. It's said that the cold-blooded and cruel demon emperor, if he doesn't have the means to be cruel, how can he make the demon family stand up?"

"Stop it!"

"I just want to tell you that he's not as easy as you think." Shangguan Feng interrupted her words, still insist on his own opinion, "high position, which is not hands covered with blood?"

"All right, Feng." Mo Qingge couldn't listen to it any more. He said faintly, "I'm going to make medicine for my mother."

After that, she got up and added: "Maple, do you have a prescription for bone dissolving pill in your hand?"

Shangguan Feng slightly stunned: "what do you want to do with the prescription of ronggu Dan?"

"Naturally, it's for the right medicine." She blurted out.

"I'll write it to you."

"Well."

After taking the prescription, Mo Qingge turns around and leaves the inner hall.

Shangguan Feng looks at her back, and there is a trace of complicated emotion in her eyes.

Qingge, I just want you to recognize the true face of the evil as soon as possible. Why don't you understand my pains?

Mo Qingge goes to the pharmacy to decoct medicine alone, and takes a glance at the prescription given by Shangguan Feng.

No, why is the prescription of ronggu pill different from what she imagined?

Out of doubt, she started the Xuanwen bracelet and drew up the prescription of ronggudan. There was no difference between the two.

It seems that she is worried too much. The prescription given by Feng is right!

But she always felt that both maple and her mother were strange, but she couldn't say anything strange.

At night, after the virgin goes to bed, Mo Qingge is not sleepy. He just sits outside the hall and looks at the moonlight.

"Qingge."

Suddenly, the voice of Shangguan Feng came from behind.

He came forward and sat down beside Mo Qingge: "why don't you go to rest so late?"

"I'm not sleepy."

"Are you still thinking about your aunt?" He seemed to see something.

Mo Qingge is silent and looks lost.

"Qingge." Shangguan Feng sighed helplessly, "I don't quite understand. It's clear that there is a mountain of hard evidence. Why do you still believe that Gu mianmo is innocent?"

"It must not be him." Mo Qingge interrupted him, "there must be some misunderstanding."

Shangguan Feng was a little worried: "that's what my aunt saw with her own eyes. Do you mean that my aunt is cheating us?"

"Feng, I know if you care, it's chaotic, but sometimes, even if you see it with your own eyes, it's not necessarily true." Mo Qingge's attitude is calm.

She can't believe that uncle Huang did it just because she said it on one side.

Together for so many years, what kind of temperament is uncle Huang? She knows it in her heart. How can she doubt it at will?

"Qingge." Shangguan Feng changed his face, "I see, you are almost blinded by that demon!"

Mo Qingge looked at him: "Feng, what's the matter with you today?"

She can feel clearly, maple today particularly unusual, a pair of impatient appearance.

Shangguan Feng held her hands, four eyes opposite, tone serious way: "Qingge, what do you say I am? For so many years, can't you see my sincerity? "

Zheng Zheng, Mo Qingge wants to pull away his hand, but he holds it more tightly.

"I don't care more about you than he does. Why don't you look at me more?" Shangguan Feng's tone is not reconciled and lost.

"Feng, calm down first..."

"No, I can't calm down." Shangguan Feng interrupted her, "Qingge, do you know how hard I feel every time I see you together? Even if you look at me more, I will feel better. "

"Maple." Mo Qingge quickly pulled out her hand, "I know what you mean, but I have already told you that I can't hold a second person in my heart except uncle Huang. Why do you have to be so persistent?"

The reason why I am indifferent to him is that I don't want to give him any hope.

In this way, it's good for everyone.

"But I can't put down, I..." Shangguan Feng some mood out of control, want to hold her, but she dodged.

"I'm going to look after my mother. You can have a rest early." Mo Qingge changed the topic and entered the inner hall without looking back.

Shangguan Feng looked at her back, finger bone tightly curled up, face a little unwilling.

Qingge, one day, I will make you change your mind!

……

In the evening, Gu Mian Mo opened his eyes in a trance. His lips were pale, and his consciousness was almost engulfed.

"Lord." The voice of Yunran's eagerness came from his ear, "the divine envoy has come to collect the spirit of the saint."

After the practitioners of Wanjie fall, the seven spirits and six spirits will all disappear, but some powerful practitioners will leave a trace of Yuan spirit, which will disappear completely in a few days.

However, this spirit is so weak that it can never be reunited again.

As a result, once the noble practitioners of Wanjie fall, the envoys will collect the spirit of yuan according to the regulations and keep it in the Hunyuan Temple of Shenjie.

The reason why it is preserved in Hunyuan hall is only a record of numbers and history, and has no other function.

In a word, make Gu Mian Mo instantly awake, eyes across a trace of gloomy Su Sha.

He didn't speak. As soon as he got up and got out of bed, he staggered and nearly fell.

"Lord, be careful!" Yunran quickly helped him and worried, "Lord, the cold poison in your body hasn't gone yet. Take care of yourself!"

"Get out of here!"

Gu mianmo pushes her away, raises his hand to summon Xuanji sword, and drags his staggering steps to the direction of Lingtang.

All over the body, there is a gloomy intention to kill.

"Lord, Lord!" Yunran had no choice but to catch up with him, and he felt uneasy to the extreme.

In the mourning hall, the black and white color was oppressive, and it seemed silent and lonely, with only a few guards guarding it.

The atmosphere is solid and low.

"Your majesty Seeing his majesty coming in a hurry, the guards outside the hall knelt down to salute one after another.

In addition to the guards, there was also a line of White dressed envoys outside the hall. When they saw him coming, they all drew out their weapons

"You can't go in!"

"Go away!"

Gu Mian's ink words fell, and with a backhand sword, the fierce frost power surged out, and instantly knocked a row of divine envoys to the ground.

"Ah..."

"Ouch!"

A row of strong people in heaven and God fell to the ground, spitting blood and injured. In front of a man of ten thousand world cultivation, he had no power to fight back and could only watch the demon emperor step into the hall.

Gu Mian Mo holds the blade tightly and steps into the spirit hall, aware of the more and more approaching powerful Xuan force fluctuation.

Dare to move his mother's spirit, even if it is a God, he will kill it!

"Stop it!"

Words fall, the God inside the spirit hall makes to turn round, but let him be slightly stunned, stopped a footstep.

It's... Master?!