Then she went down on her knees with a puff.

"Demon queen..."

"Qingge, why are you suffering?"

"Song, get up."

Gu Mian Mo reaches out his hand to help her up. His heart is like a needle.

Mo Qingge shook his head: "Uncle Huang, since Ge'er can't save you, I will bear all this with you."

Three hundred years of separation, she can not bear, do not want to bear.

"Silly girl." Gu Mian Mo gathered her in her arms and said softly, "Uncle Huang doesn't want you to be with me. As long as you are good, wait for uncle Huang to come back in the world."

"Geer, go back and wait for me to come back, OK?"

In the speech, all is doting and owes.

Three hundred years, how long.

For her, it's also countless days and nights of suffering.

However, he also blamed the pain on the singer.

He swore in his heart that when he came back three hundred years later, he would compensate the girl ten times and a hundred times.

Even if the heart to the song, he is also happy.

Word by word, fell into the heart of Mo Qingge, making her fragile heart, completely broken into pieces, dripping blood.

The tears, which he could not bear, fell down the corner of his eyes. Mo Qingge was buried in his chest and would not let go

"Uncle Huang, as long as it's you, for thousands of years, Ge'er has been waiting. Ge'er is not afraid of waiting for vanity, just afraid of..."

I'm afraid that he will be helpless and alone in the boundless darkness. I'm afraid that the death penalty will hurt his husband. I'm afraid that when he dreams back in the middle of the night, he can't hold her. All he can touch is a bunch of vain bubbles.

And she can't do anything.

Gu Mian Mo touched her soft hair and said: "Uncle Huang promised you that after 300 years, he would appear in front of Ge'er perfectly."

His voice is not big, but it's tender.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, and his heart collapsed like a tsunami.

She knew that uncle Huang's words might be just to comfort her and let her go through the three hundred years of stability.

But how can she be safe when her loved one is in prison?

Xuantian emperor's eyes were fixed and his face was helpless. He said, "Qingge, come here. I have something to tell you."

Mo Qingge reluctantly held back her tears and looked at his uncle Huang. Seeing that he nodded slightly to himself, she reluctantly released her hand and stepped forward.

"Emperor Zun, do you have something to say?"

"Qingge, take a step to talk." Emperor Zun beckoned to her to come closer.

Mo Qingge was stunned and approached a little.

Then, Xuantian emperor Zun said something in her ear, and everyone could not hear any voice. Even looking at the shape of her mouth, they could not guess.

"Mysterious, what's the matter?" Green Xuan son can not help secretly make complaints about the way.

In a moment, Emperor Xuantian's words fell, and Mo Qingge's eyes were wide open, and his face was inconceivable

"Emperor Zun, you didn't deceive me, did you?"

She couldn't believe her ears.

"I never tell lies." Emperor Zun's tone is light, "you can go back to Wanjie at ease."

After that, he gave her a thoughtful look.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, considered it over and over again, and finally nodded and agreed: "OK."

A word, heavy as iron.

She looked back, tears still in her clear pupils, rushed into Gu Mian's arms, and tiptoed to kiss him on the lips

"Uncle Huang, Ge'er is waiting for you to come back."

Ethereal mood, as if the moment fell to the bottom.

She has little power now. Even if she stays in the divine world, she can't help Uncle Huang.

It's better to go back to Wanjie, cultivate well, fly to Shenjie as soon as possible, and then reunite with Uncle Huang.

Gu Mian Mo raised his eyes, and his tone was slightly curious: "emperor Zun, what did you say to Ge Er?"

Emperor Xuantian said, "no comment."

Gu Yumo: "I'm not sure."

Just as long as Ge'er is willing to return to the world, he will be at ease.

Then, Emperor Xuantian raised his voice to Mo Qingge and said: "this matter, the ten thousand world demons have suffered a lot. As compensation, Tianxing Pavilion can keep the ten thousand world demons peaceful for three hundred years. In three hundred years, if any divine family intervenes in the affairs of the ten thousand world, they will all die!"

"Thank you for your grace." Mo Qingge gives thanks.

In this way, during the three hundred years when Uncle Huang was away, they did not have to worry about the invasion of the divine family.

"What do you think of this execution?" Emperor Xuantian glanced at the criminal department, so he asked.

"The emperor is wise!"

The chief justice nodded his orders without any objection.

Now that I've said that, is it useful for them to refute?

"Good." The chief criminal officer was obviously not reconciled. He glared at Mo Qingge and said, "I hope you can keep your promise and give the pills on time every year. If you violate it, you will die with the demon emperor!"

"Do what you say, never break your promise!" Mo Qingge's attitude is resolute and never falls behind.

Oh, I'm waiting for uncle Huang to kill you after he leaves!

"Since all of you have no objection, I will draw up an imperial edict and announce it to the world!" Emperor Xuantian was afraid that there would be another change, so he immediately ordered, "the demon emperor violated the divine world, slaughtered countless people, and suppressed violence with violence. The crime is unforgivable. He was sentenced to death for three hundred years, as an example!"

After that, he glanced at Gu mianmo and asked in a cold voice, "demon emperor, do you know sin?"

Gu Mian Mo nodded slightly, did not kneel, thin lips gently, tone indifference way: "under, know sin."

It's clearly the four words of committing a crime. It sounds like a natural king.

"Take it!" The chief justice gave a cold order.

"Yes

Gu Mian Mo stood still in the same place, a golden light in the air, turned into a spiritual rope, bound his hands.

He slightly sideways eyes, light way: "Phoenix Xi, take demon back."

"Yes..."

Seeing Feng Xi coming forward, Mo Qingge's heart trembled for a moment, tears filled his eyes, holding him, white hands, still slightly trembling.

Tingling, over the heart, spread to the flesh, to every corner.

"Uncle Huang, Ge'er doesn't want to go." She bit her lower lip in a slightly choked voice.

"Good song." Gu mianmo reached out and stroked her soft green silk in a gentle tone

"When I go back, I put my mind on cultivation. I don't have to worry about Uncle Huang all the time. Uncle Huang will take good care of myself. Therefore, Ge'er has to promise me to take good care of myself, eat and sleep well. If I lose weight, uncle Huang will feel sad."

"Well, I promise you."

Tears, like broken beads, fell from the corner of her eyes. She held the person in front of her tightly and choked so that she could not speak.

If only for a long time, she would rather time solidification in this moment, no flow.

"Little girl, let's go, don't delay our time!" One side of the God to see two people constantly lingering, some impatient.

"Don't talk nonsense to her, put the demon emperor into the heaven prison!"

"Yes

Seeing the God's cold face coming, Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and lost control in a trance: "no, you don't touch my uncle Huang, no!"