He hugged the girl tightly and threw a pleading look at Chu Huaishang: "you are a divine envoy. You must have a way to save her. Can you save Ge'er?"

Chu Huaishang sighed helplessly: "it's useless. Her soul is almost gone."

Even the alchemist of the divine level can't return to heaven.

"No, no!" The boy couldn't believe his ears.

For the first time, I felt that his sky was going to collapse.

Mo Qingge's pale face showed a bitter smile: "brother Mo, Ge'er loves you. If there is an afterlife, you also love Ge'er, OK?"

He curled his finger bone tightly, almost embedded in the meat, and his heart was so painful that he could not feel it: "I love you, too..."

He never said these words.

But his love for Ge'er is no less than her love for herself.

"Really?" She laughed, ecstatic.

"Yes." He nodded, "Ge'er, I don't want any afterlife. I only want you to be well in this life."

Her body became lighter and lighter, and her soul gradually dissipated, turning into pieces of flying feathers, floating in the air.

Chu Huaishang didn't want to see the two of them lingering. He said in a cold voice, "come on, take miss's body back to the divine world!"

Even death, Mo Qingge can only be his ghost!

"Yes

"You're not allowed to touch her. None of you are allowed to touch her!" The young man held her tightly in his arms and lost control of her emotions.

Seeing a group of envoys come around, Mo Qingge holds the youth's phalanx with a bitter smile

"Brother Mo, Ge'er doesn't want to go back to the divine world. Even if it's just a remnant, he just wants to accompany you to die."

"Ge'er, you..."

All of a sudden, Mo Qingge got up from the young man's arms and jumped down the ice abyss behind him.

Floating white back, jump down, desolate and bone piercing.

"Brother Mo, Ge'er wants you to live well!"

When she fell, there was a smile of satisfaction on her lips.

Finally, she can stay in the Royal Palace forever, with her beloved.

"Qingge!"

"Song

The young man didn't grasp Qingge's hand, and the heartbreaking cry rang through the forbidden area.

As if he had lost his mind, he jumped down the ice abyss and fell down with the light and shadow.

Song'er, even if I die, I will accompany you!

He also jumped into the abyss of ice, but because of his natural immortal body, he only fell seriously injured and broke his limbs.

In the end, he survived.

Although Chu Huaishang was unwilling, his divine will was irreversible, so he had to abide by Qingge's will and let go of the chimaera.

Although he saved his life, he was like a walking corpse. He stayed in the abyss of ice all day, looking for the soul or body of his beloved.

However, the ice deep was too high, and the girl fell to pieces, leaving no body or soul.

From then on, the people he loved died.

His heart was withered and obliterated.

He wanted to commit suicide, but he remembered what Ge'er had said to him before he died.

Ge'er wants him to live well. Even if he's hopeless, he will never seek death.

Therefore, he began to practice day and night, in order to one day ascend the divine world and avenge Ge Ge for Ge'er himself.

His only remaining belief is to avenge his beloved. Therefore, he needs strength and power.

For the sake of power, he fought everywhere. For the sake of military success, he didn't want to rush to the front every time.

More than 900 years later, he fought in person all the year round and gained a lot of prestige. His strength was also promoted to the nine star God. He was close to breaking through the kingdom of God and rising to the kingdom of God.

At that time, he was popular, and the demon clan all supported him as the demon emperor. At the same time, astrology XuanZhen also told him a good news.

The astrological circle shows that his song will be reincarnated in a low-level continent called Beiming continent within 100 years.

Since then, he broke nearly a thousand years of hope, like a flash was ignited.

His song is coming back.

But who knows, the good time is not long. With his strength becoming more and more powerful, he has been envied by many enemies in the world.

After that, he was seriously injured by plotting. He not only fell in cultivation, but also broke out cold poison and nearly died.

At that time, the holy emperor searched all over the world for a miracle doctor, only to save his life.

In the end, although he survived, he didn't remember the time when he got along with Ge'er in the royal palace.

He lost his memory.

I only remember that he had to wait for a person, a very important person in the northern underworld.

He went to the northern underworld to hide his identity and wait for nearly a hundred years.

Although he did not know what he was waiting for, his intuition told him that he had to wait.

The memory picture of a thousand years ago, the memory picture that he had been missing, suddenly, all appeared in front of him.

Gu Mian Mo is still in the state of soul, suspended in the sky, remembering everything thousands of years ago.

It turns out that he and Ge'er met and fell in love thousands of years ago, but they didn't stay together to the bone.

No wonder for so many years, he always dreamed of the white figure, the white figure who refused to jump off the cliff.

It turned out that was the person he had been waiting for.

It turns out that all these are his missing memory of a thousand years.

It turns out that the heart devil he dreams of every night is his song.

It turned out that he had already waited.

Tears of melancholy fell from the corner of his eyes, cold and warm.

He's been floating for thousands of years, and he's confused. He doesn't want to know until today. From the beginning to the end, what he reads and loves, there's only singer.

From now on, it can only be her.

…………

Bang——

Mo Qingge flicks her sleeve and instantly shakes back a circle of resentment.

The dark resentment soul was shaken out and turned into dead wood, bricks, and even corpses and stones.

Another bunch of tricks!

These are not the real resentment spirits at all, but the camouflage created by the illusory realm.

"Master, be careful, most of these are illusions!" Xuanli's voice came softly.

"Xuanli, can you tell?" Mo Qingge sighed helplessly and became impatient.

This magic feather is endless. It trapped them for five or six hours.

And they can't find the right person once, so they can't go out from the ghost hall.

If it goes on like this, when will it be the end?

Mo Qingge lowered her eyes, worried, looking at the person still sleeping in her arms. Her face was haggard, pale and bloodless, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

If Uncle Huang doesn't wake up, I'm afraid he will fall into a dream forever.

We must find the real body of magic feather as soon as possible. This is the only way to break the dream!

Boom!

In mid air, Rong Jin and Wu Yan are two to one, two groups of black light rush directly to the huge white light, just like moths to the fire.

While Xuanli wields his sword and cuts it, a series of grudged souls scream and turn into black smoke in an instant.

All of a sudden, a ghost of resentment rushed to moqingge's face, ferocious and unstoppable.