Legend of Maple

Chapter 28

That Shui Jingchen and Bei Mingxue have a lot of abilities.It actually made you appreciate it so much.

Mo Feng didn't speak, didn't shake his head, Mo Qingjue took his reaction as tacitly agreeing to his arrangement.

Lifting his eyebrows, he looked out at the night scene through the screen window.It was found that it was approaching midnight.Mo Qingjue put Mo Feng down from his arms, smiled charmingly, opened his lips and said, "Mo Feng, go to sleep. There are still many things to do tomorrow. I want to recharge my batteries and wait for tomorrow's battle."

Mo Feng didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and let him walk into the room holding his hand.

Outside, there is stillness, there is night wind, everything is hazy, in the middle of the night.

In the east, in the temple, there is a person standing on the high throne.The man has a strong body, hair like black ink, a handsome face, and a temperament that seems warm, but in fact, there is a strong blood mixed with the cold.

The temple, the royal platform, only one person can climb it.That is the Lord of the Eastern Temple, Dongfang Che!

Dongfang Che stood on the high platform, looking at the southern starry sky, desire and blood flickered in his cold eyes, he said to himself: "Qingjue...Qingjue... tens of thousands of years of waiting and fighting, I have had enough .I have let you go for tens of thousands of years, and let you go for tens of thousands of years. But you are not only ungrateful, but you oppose my evil deeds as a response. You wish you could kill me to vent your anger."

"I treat you so affectionately, but in exchange for such an unbearable return. Enough...enough...!! I will not tolerate your willfulness anymore. Tolerate your presumptuousness. This time, the Millennium War. I will definitely Break your wings, break your bones. Lock you firmly in my arms, by my side."

"Qingjue...Qingjue...my love..."

The last word was uttered, and the lingering sound melted into the wind... Dissipated...

West, Demon Land, Demon Emperor Shui Jingchen.He stood in mid-air, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and whispered to himself: "It's messed up... It's messed up... The demon world that has been peaceful for tens of thousands of years... It's going to be chaotic..."

"What is love? What is love? Is it better than pursuing the mysteries of the world, or stepping through the void?" Shui Jingchen smiled, and that smile was as elegant as the world, like the clearest beauty in the world.

"The word love... In this life, I will never be contaminated... I will not be contaminated..."

"I lost a heart. It's like the gentle Dongfang Che. In the end, I can't get what I want, and I become a human, a ghost..."

"It's messed up... It's messed up..."

Shui Jingchen stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his jade face.

Beijiang, Beihai, Royal Palace, Beimingxue, looking at the starry sky across the Beihai.There is a person standing beside him.A man in white clothes like Haoxue, with an elegant face.The masculine temperament is as gentle as the spring breeze, and the smile on the brows is like a spring water. It is indescribably elegant and refined, and indescribably soft and moving.

Bei Mingxue looked at the sky quietly, but her mind was on the people beside her.

The man in white didn't seem to notice his feelings, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "Bei Mingxue, do you know that. He's very good, really good..."

"I'm looking forward to reuniting with him and seeing him thrive. I believe that day will come soon."

"Thank you, thank you for not holding me accountable."

After the man in white finished speaking, Bei Mingxue came back to his senses.He stared at the white and elegant face of the man in white, and said, "Don't be polite to me. You are my friend. Don't mention this matter again."

"Also, I have something to leave tomorrow. I'll be back in three months at most, or a month or a few days at least."

"You stay in my palace. No one can hurt you. Wait until I come back."

"It's getting late, you go to bed early, I'm going to meditate."

The man in white nodded and said, "Okay."

Bei Mingxue left.

The man in white looked at the starry sky alone, and said to himself... "Feng'er..."

Not light nor heavy.It made Bei Mingxue's leaving back startled for a moment...

Millennium covenant, pour out love words

June, sixteenth, early morning, no sunshine, foggy and rainy.Looking at the misty sky, Mo Qing said to Mo Feng who was beside him: "Mo Feng, let's go, the time has come. If you go late, it will definitely be annoying."

Mo Feng did not speak, but looked straight ahead.But he could feel that the man beside him was in a very restless mood.

Mo Qingjue took Mo Feng's expressionless face as acquiescence.Mo Qingjue flicked his sleeves, used the Wind Control Technique, and placed Mo Feng in the sky, while he stood aside.

Yu Qingfeng, driving the clouds, Mo Qingjue led Mo Feng forward at high speed.And the thin drizzle and mist were all isolated by the thick real essence emanating from Mo Qingjue's body.

People say that shrinking the ground into an inch is a fairy method.Soaring through the clouds and riding the fog is a great supernatural power.Mo Qingjue's cultivation had reached the stage of great accomplishment tens of thousands of years ago, and he was only one step away from ascending to the Demon God Realm, becoming a real god, a real fairy.

However, if everyone in the Demon God Realm can enter, how can there be ordinary people in this world?

However, the wounds on Mo Qingjue's body, the wounds on his meridians, and the wounds on his primordial spirit had all been healed by Mo Feng in Xuanmo Lake a month ago.With his full cultivation base restored, he dare not say that he has full confidence in crossing the demon tribulation, but he is also able to succeed with six or seven percent.

Now, he has the strength to overcome the catastrophe, but he no longer wants to transcend the catastrophe and ascend to the Demon God Realm, which he has always dreamed of entering.He just wants to face the person he misses every day.Guard him as he grows up and stay with him for life.

This is evil, but also fate.

Soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, a thousand miles in an instant, fleeting.When Mo Qingjue came to Huantian Cliff, there were already three people standing against the wind on the misty mountain peak.

One person is handsome and evil, dressed in black, but it is Dongfang Che.One person is elegant and refined, covered in white clothes, but he is the mirror dust of the western magic ground.The other person is elegantly dressed in blue, quiet and dignified, but it is Beimingxue, the demon god of the northern border.

The three of them live in the east, west, and north respectively. Looking ahead, they seem to be meditating, and they seem to be absent-minded.

However, the arrival of Mo Qingjue caused the three of them to turn around at the same time and greet each other with smiles.

Mo Qingjue was dressed in red and had black hair, showing an infinitely charming charm. He rolled his eyebrows, his eyes were full of charm, and he smiled, making the most beautiful scenery in the world pale.He murmured: "I didn't expect you to come so early. From this point of view, the deity is lagging behind and lost the original..."

"Hehehe..." After finishing speaking, Mo Qingjue frowned and chuckled.Smiling stunningly charming, charming natural.

"However, it can be considered that you came too early. If you count the time, the deity is not late..." Mo Qingjue exuded a charming aura all over his body.

Shui Jingchen looked at Mo Qingjue, smiled slightly, and said, "That's right, you're not late, but we were a little bit early."

"Hmm... what Jingchen said is right, we are a little early." It was Bei Mingxue who spoke.

Ever since Mo Qingjue arrived, Dongfang Che's eyes never left him.And Dongfang Che never concealed the affection and longing in his eyes.He looked at Mo Qingjue with fiery eyes, and said, "Qingjue, I haven't seen you for a long time, how have you been lately..."

The phrase 'It's been good recently' made Mo Qingjue's seductive aura a little stronger, he smiled evilly and said casually, "Tofu, Tofu, this deity is very good... I want to come to the Holy Master of the East as well." All right……"

She had a wicked smile, but her eyes were filled with snow-like coldness.It can be seen from this that Mo Qingjue is really disgusting, or disgusting Dongfang Che.

Dongfang Che is not stupid, how could he fail to see the coldness in Mo Qingjue's eyes?He can see it, and he can feel it.But, he didn't care, he said in his heart: Qingjue, you should be proud and contemptuous, today I will let you see what I will look like when I try my best.I will let you know that in this entire demon world, no one deserves to have you except me. !You can only be mine.

Even if I break up with you today, I will definitely let you go and never return.I want you to have fun under me and be my lover.

Qingjue, Qingjue, you are doomed today!

Both Shui Jingchen and Bei Mingxue knew about the relationship between Dongfang Che and Mo Qingjue.They knew that Dongfang Che had been chasing Mo Qingjue for tens of thousands of years, and had waited for tens of thousands of years.But Mo Qingjue always treats him coldly and arrogantly, dismissing him.It is said that it is a thousand-year covenant, but it is actually just a child's play, a child's play of chasing love and avoiding it.

But Shui Jingchen and Bei Mingxue didn't like to fight, so they would rather have this moment of peace.A quiet year is a year.If a war breaks out, they will not sit idly by.However, if you can save trouble, you will save trouble.In their view, the so-called Millennium Covenant is just a matter between Dongfang Che and Mo Qingjue.It has nothing to do with the two of them.They come only because they have to be notarized.Witness who wins and who loses.

Mo Qing definitely won, and the devil world is still peaceful.If Dongfang wins, blood will flow into rivers in the Devil's Realm, and complaints will abound.

In the past, Dongfang Che was willing to endure and wait because of his love for ink and his longing for it.Don't give up hurting ink.This reluctance has won tens of thousands of years of peace in the Demon Realm.

But now, Shui Jingchen and Bei Mingxue shook their heads in their hearts when they saw the atmosphere circulating between the two, and said to themselves: This is a big battle.It's about life and death, about the peace of the demon world.

"Qingjue, who is this child?" Looking at Mo Feng who was quietly staying beside Mo Qingjue, Bei Mingxue asked.Moreover, he glanced at their clasped fingers seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

Ever since Mo Qingjue arrived, Dongfang Che had been paying attention to him.And the phenomenon of him holding Mo Feng's finger, how could it escape Dongfang Che's eyes?Although he is a child, Dongfang Che is still so jealous that he is almost crazy, jealous to death.If he hadn't suppressed it so hard, he might have already slapped him with one palm and sent Mo Feng to the west.

The anger that was originally suppressed was ignited by Bei Mingxue's words. He glanced at Mo Feng coldly, and then looked at Mo Qingjue fixedly, waiting for his answer.

Mo Qingjue smiled enchantingly, and said: "My child is also my future partner, the person I love the most."

In a word, Judah