Japanese Hua Ye

The second battle of suppression ended in the failure of the Demon Realm, and Qing Dao had to take Qing Yao and Qing Rong to submit the letter of surrender under the order of Zhenjun.

Qingdao came to Minsheng Island that day, but did not go up immediately. This is the place where she grew up, and no one is more familiar with it than her.

Qing Dao was nostalgic enough, so he took Qing Yao and Qing Rong up slowly.

In the Wanlin Hall of Misheng Island, the God of Creation summoned Xihuang to sit at the top, and the eight ancient gods were there except for the God of Judgment, who was vacant, and the God of Desire, who roamed about.

There is also Wang Bingli from the snowy land, and the emperor of Siling at that time and some Wang Ji Wangjun of Siling.

As soon as Qing Dao walked into the hall, whispers came from around immediately.

She raised her chin slightly, her arrogance and arrogance written all over her face.

The whispers of the people in the hall are nothing more than saying that she is arrogant and arrogant.

Qing Dao sneered, is she defiant?She has this capital!

To be honest, when she Qing Dao led troops to attack God Realm for the first time, except for Lu Wei who destroyed the contract, everyone else's ancestors hadn't learned to walk.

Qing Dao walked to the front, stretched out his hand and threw Jiang Shu at Xi Huang, the latter withdrew his body protection power, and their eyes met from afar.

Xi Huang's eyes moved slightly, but Qing Dao curled up the corners of his mouth in a flirtatious smile: "Master Chuangshi is so beautiful, why does he just stay in this position?"

The audience was in an uproar, no one thought that Qing Dao would be so arrogant that he would openly moles Lord Chuang Shi.

What everyone didn't expect was that Xi Huang was not angry, and smiled at Qing Dao: "Thank you for the compliment."

The contract slapped the table and stood up: "Hugh is presumptuous!"

"I'm just presumptuous, how?" Qing Dao glanced at her and smiled disdainfully.

She turned around and left: "I brought the things. If you want to intercept me on the way, you are welcome at any time. But it is not certain who will die."

The threat in the last sentence was too heavy, and many people secretly withdrew their hands.

But Xi Huang stared at Qing Dao's receding back, thoughtfully.

In front of the endless magic abyss is a thick black mist, you can't see your fingers, and there is no distinction between day and night.

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the distance, and a lamp was held in the hands of a person. The person in the white robe and gold ornaments looked indifferent, and the supreme majesty naturally radiated from his bones.

As Xi Huang approached the Endless Demon Abyss, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The man did not miss the appointment, and waited boredly by relying on the blinds inserted in the ground.

"Clear the knife." Xi Huang suppressed the surprise in his heart.

Qing Dao asked and looked over, his casual expression suddenly retracted, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why did Master Chuang Shi invite me to come to this kind of place? Could it be that the Feng Shui in the God Realm is not good?"

"...You're joking, Feng Shui is a mortal's way of saying, there is no such thing in the God Realm." Xi Huang didn't know how to respond to her joke.The years of loneliness and coldness in Minsheng Island made it difficult for her to chat and laugh with ordinary people.

Perhaps it was because of this, that glance, that she fell madly in love with this wild and arrogant woman.

Qing Dao didn't seem to expect that she would answer his joke in such a serious and correct tone, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Xi Huang looked at her nervously, and she also realized that her tone was inappropriate, and tried to relax a little nervously: "I..."

"What is your purpose for coming to me?" Qing Dao interrupted her.

Xi Huang was choked, and after a while, he said slowly: "I know the contract between you and the true king of the Demon Race, I can help you."

Qingdao's eyes instantly turned cold, but his face remained calm, and he said nonchalantly: "Oh, yes. Why don't I remember the contract between me and Zhenjun?"

Seeing her denial, Xihuang said impatiently: "I have read the scroll records in the library of Minsheng Island. Although that part of the past is a secret of the God Realm, I have the right to consult it."

It turned out to be like this, Qing Dao knew that there were scroll records of all high-ranking people in the God Realm in the library on Misheng Island, so it was not unusual for her to be able to see her past.

"It's an honor to trouble Master Chuang Shi to investigate me." Qing Dao looked at Xi Huang with a half-smile.

"Sorry, I..." Xi Huang was a little at a loss, "...I can help you." Her eyes gradually became firm.

"Oh?" Qing Dao looked at her with interest, "How can you help me?"

Xi Huang expressed his thoughts: "I will help you in the next battle of suppression. As long as you conquer the God Realm, the True Monarch of the Demon Race will definitely set you free!"

Qing Dao seemed to have heard some unbelievable joke, and laughed out loud, making Xi Huang more and more flustered.

Qing Dao laughed enough, and looked at her with a sarcastic look: "The God of Creation betrayed the God Realm, what a good show!"

Xi Huang clenched the handle of the lamp with his hand, his face gradually turned pale.

Qing Dao: "Why do you want to help me, Lord Creator? If I'm not mistaken, the only intersection between you and me is the glance when I handed in the letter of surrender that day!"

Oh no, there is also a sentence that I flirted with her on a whim.

Xi Huang pursed her lips and said bluntly: "Yes, I only have one look, but I like you."

Hearing her blunt words, Qing Dao was stunned, but he quickly realized that he couldn't straighten up with a smile on his back, "I, did I hear you right? You like me? Hahahahahaha!"

Xi Huang clenched his fists, but mustered up the courage to say it again: "Yes, I like you."

Her voice trembled faintly, Qing Dao frowned slightly, but forced herself to be cruel.

"But, I don't like you." Qing Dao said.

Like a broken string, Xi Huang burst into tears suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in Qing Dao's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

"Go back, God of Creation, I will pretend that I have never heard what you said. A place as dirty as the Endless Demon Abyss cannot accommodate a Buddha like you." Qing Dao lifted Bai Blind and carried it on his shoulder without looking back. left.

She didn't dare to blink, for fear that if she blinked, tears would fall.

She didn't dare to look back, for fear that her heart would soften and she would lose control of herself and push the girl she loved into the abyss of eternal doom.

Xihuang, if you want me to pull you down from above the clouds, I can't, and I dare not.

You are the person full of glory, you should not give up your glory for me, and the glory you carry on your body, the glory of Dongling, the dignity of Minsheng Island.

Go back, Xihuang.

I am in the dust, you should not approach me, I will always look up to you, even if I cannot disobey the order of the real king, I will not hurt you.

Holding the lamp, Xi Huang faced Qing Dao's direction, his beautiful golden eyes were filled with gloom, and there was a hint of madness that was bound to be desperate

Qing Dao, I know all about your past, since you are in the dust, I will jump down from the clouds by myself.

I bear the glory of the Golden Sacred Dragon Clan. I have lived to this age, and I dare not make the slightest mistake. I have never lived for myself one day.

The craziest most outrageous thing I've ever done is to fall in love with you.

Qingdao, I will set you free.

Perhaps it was from then on that her heart slowly hardened, and she slowly became ruthless to deal with the things she had vowed to protect to the death.

Feng Zhaodi Ming, the first God of Creation of the Dongling Golden Sacred Dragon Clan, who created several generations of Dongling's glory, died in the hands of Qing Dao.

Fengzhao Xihuang, the last creation god of Dongling's Golden Dragon Clan, who tied the last glory of Dongling to his body, was destroyed by Qing Dao.

For the mistakes owed by the ancestors, the younger generations have repaid everything.

It's a pity that Feng Zhao Xihuang didn't even have a truly happy day in his life.