Chapter 813

She knew that even if she gave all her spirits to Uncle Huang, she might not be able to protect him.

Even if it is successful, it will take a long time for uncle Huang's seven spirits and six spirits to recover.

After all, he is the Oracle!

But it doesn't matter, at least let her see a glimmer of hope.

"Uncle Huang." She looked at the people on the couch and said in a soft voice, "we have missed an 80000 year. In the next ten million years, Ge'er will never want to be separated from you again."

A hot tear, quietly slide.

As long as the emperor uncle can wake up, no matter thousands of years, she will wait.

The blood in her chest kept surging. She coughed several times, and her vision became more and more blurred. She still didn't want to let go of his hand.

"Master!"

Xuanli is very worried. He reaches out and hugs her body. The powerful Xuanli pours into Mo Qingge's body a little bit.

Although the master is a demigod, he can't stand such repeated tosses.

If it goes on like this, no one will be able to bear it.

In a daze, Mo Qingge leaned on Xuanli's shoulder, and in his mouth, he also called out, "Uncle Huang, uncle Huang..."

She seems to have another dream.

Dream, the sea of flowers all over the sky, colorful, white clothes fluttering, against the wind, he hooked lips smile, as usual as startled.

It's just that she can't catch it.

Seeing the white shadow, he was more and more far away from himself, and finally turned into a flying feather and disappeared.

When I wake up, my eyes are still moist.

"Uncle Huang, uncle Huang!"

When I opened my eyes, I saw Xuanli's indifferent face.

The sense of loss, the moment to the extreme.

"Master."

Xuanli looked after her at the bedside for a long time. Seeing her wake up, she said in a hurry, "what's the matter with you?"

Mo Qingge's eyes were dim, and he shook his head gently, and his expression became more and more urgent

"Uncle Huang, he..."

"The spirit of the demon God has been protected by you. Don't worry, master." Xuanli knows what she wants to ask.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, which relieved him.

"Master." Xuanli brought the decoction, and said in a soft voice, "Xuanli knows you are very sad, but after all, you should take care of your body, and... Your baby."

It is still unknown whether the demon God can revive. He is really worried about what will happen to his master.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself." The tone of Mo Qingge calms down a lot.

Because I believe uncle Huang will wake up. Even for him, for kimu and the unborn child in her stomach, she can't despise herself any more.

Listen to her say so, Xuan leave also at ease a lot of, close to some: "master, Xuan leave feed you."

After that, feed the spoon to Mo Qingge's lips.

She slightly opened her lips, no rejection, bitter taste, spread from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of my heart.

Heart, can't help but slightly tremble.

"Master, why are you crying again?" Xuanli raised his hand and wiped the tears from her eyes. His heart was like a knife.

"Nothing." She came back to herself.

It just suddenly occurred to me that when Uncle Huang was there, he always coaxed her to drink medicine. He always talked softly and would buy sugar in advance and try to make her drink medicine obediently.

I can't go back

"In the future, there will be Xuanli by your side." Xuanli's voice was very low, as if he was whispering to himself.

After recovering the normal color, Mo Qingge took a look at him and said, "Xuanli, although you are my spirit, now you can walk independently and get rid of the Xuanwen bracelet. I don't think I should be so selfish. I just confine you to my side."

She thought that she should be free.

"Master, I am voluntary!" Xuanli's attitude is firm, "Xuanli doesn't want to leave. He just wants to stay with his master. As before, he hopes that his master won't drive Xuanli away..."

Now, he has only such a concern.

"I know what you mean, but you should also go to see the wider world, not just condescend to this corner and give me all the joys and sorrows." Mo Qingge whispered.

Xuanli should also have his own way, not just live for others.

"Xuanli is willing." He has a firm attitude.

Eighty thousand years ago, when he was still in the demon realm and following the demon God, he looked at the moon god under house arrest for ten thousand years.

Demon God meteorite behind, he also went with it, probably also know that he no longer care about.

It was not until the appearance of Xuanwen bracelet, until the appearance of the master, that he understood the meaning of his existence.

Xuanwen bracelet and its owner are the only guardians in his life.

Mo Qingge chuckles and says nothing.

Since it was Xuanli's choice, she respected it.

Maybe, after time has changed and experienced many things, Xuanli's mentality will change a lot.

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The next day, Qing night came to the demon temple.

When he stepped into the demon God's bedroom, his eyes were red and he looked lost.

I saw Mo Qingge wearing a white dress, sitting pale beside the bed, holding a sandalwood comb in her slim palm, combing her hair for the people on the couch without saying a word.

Hearing the movement, Mo Qingge looked slightly: "Qing Yejun..."

She got up slowly, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

Qing night cloud step light move, approached some, the vision falls on the cold corpse of the bed, almost can't restrain oneself of mood, in the brain a roar.

For a long time, he endured the pain and said, "I know all about it."

Five short words, but very heavy.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip: "Qing Yejun, if you want to hate me, I have no objection."

She thought that Qing ye had a deep affection for uncle Huang. He should hate himself very much.

Qing night laughed at herself: "how can I hate you?"

Hate her, younger martial brother can come back from the dead?

He slowly came closer to Mo Qingge, looking indifferent, suddenly reached out and took off the hairpin on his head.

Three thousand green silk, pouring down.

Waving ink hair, coupled with the elegant features, is definitely a symbol of beauty.

Mo Qingge stares at her eyes and seems to be unable to believe what she sees: "you, you..."

Her brain is blank.

Probably never thought, Qing Ye Jun, unexpectedly can be a daughter body!

It's too much information.

I'm afraid even uncle Huang doesn't know.

"That's right." Qing Ye interrupted her, "for thousands of years, I have been disguised as a man for the convenience of my family, and I can be closer to my younger martial brother..."

Mo Qingge was slightly stunned.

Her bitter smile: "did not expect, Qing Ye Jun's Thoughts on the emperor's uncle, hidden for a long time, and so deep."

Qing Ye laughed at herself and then said, "do you know Mo Qingge? At first, I couldn't figure it out. I was the one who had been with my younger martial brother for thousands of years. He didn't want to look at me any more, but he just moved his heart to you. "

"Qing Yejun..."

Mo Qingge couldn't speak, but felt heavy in his heart.

She originally thought that Qing Yejun and Huang Shu were the affections of the school and the brotherhood.

Now I know that, in order to be closer to Uncle Huang, she did not hesitate to dress as a man for thousands of years. She did not care about her position as the young master of Yixian Pavilion, and just wanted to be with Uncle Huang wholeheartedly.

Even if we don't get a response, even if we know it's impossible, we will never look back.

Her love, too deep

"But now, I'm letting it go." Instead, Qing Ye took a look at her and said calmly, "I can never compare you with my younger martial brother."

"So, I hope you can cheer up, and I will put it down completely..."

"Are you willing?" Asked Mo Qingge.

That's the person she's loved for thousands of years.

Qing night laughed: "always shouldn't, always put the mind on an impossible person."

She dropped her eyes and looked at the people on the couch. Her eyes were red. After a long time, she said, "giving up on you is the biggest thing in my life, but I have no regret."

Although not give up, but never regret.

Mo Qingge stood aside, and the heartstrings were also dazzled: "Qing Ye, you can't be better if you think like this."

It's not worth focusing on the impossible.

I hope she really let go.

"Mo Qingge." Qing night slightly sighed, "today I put down, not because the younger martial brother died, also not in order to complete you, just... I want to put down."

Leaving the light words behind, she finally took a look at the person who was not awake on the couch. She turned around smartly, leaving only a bitter smile.

Younger martial brother, this time, I really put it down.

But I will treasure everything you have experienced for the rest of my life.

Mo Qingge looked at her left back, a slight wave in her heart.

In the future, I hope they are well!