This soft and somewhat seductive voice made Qingmeng’s heart lost bit by bit like a curse. Her heart began to sprout under the awakening of the dark power, and her mind gradually fell asleep in this calling-like voice. Finally lost in this darkness.
Back in reality, Qing Meng lay down on the ground and fainted. The morning dew wetted her skirt, and the cold temperature could not warm Qing Meng's lost heart.
Illusory Ji, who was standing in the distance, took her own magic circle, looked at Qingmeng who fell on the ground, and showed an arrogant smile. She turned around and flew into the air and disappeared in the hateful one. The cyan world.
And Qingmeng, lying on the grass like that, she is still beautiful when she is asleep, but the beauty now has an extra layer of murderous air.
12 Qingmeng Lost His Heart
Jielan and his group rushed all the way, and they had already reached the territory of the royal city, and it was only a day's journey to reach the city of Pingdu. Jielan thought that after reaching the royal city, the white-robed guest would show up, and she would also see it in Youyun of You Yun couldn't restrain the tension and anger in her heart whenever she thought of these Jie Lan.
But now that it’s here, it’s bound to be a fight. As for life or death, Jie Lan can’t predict it herself. Her only concern is that the white robe guest said she would exchange it with the White Demon Chengfeng, then Chengfeng There will be danger following myself, no matter how much I want to rescue You Yun, I must also ensure the safety of Chengfeng, otherwise, I will not be able to forgive myself in this life.
Several people ran around for a day and night. They were already a little tired. Seeing a stream in front of them, they pressed the head of the cloud and prepared to get some water to drink. Jie Lan and Qi Xue went to the stream to fetch water, while Qing Zhan and the others found a boulder to sit down. After taking a break, Tan Qi and Sei Bo searched to see if there were wild fruits to pick in the woods, so that they could satisfy their hunger.
Thinking of a distinguished young monarch who accompanies him day and night hard, drinking cold water, eating wild fruits, and staying at the top of the mountain at night, all this is for her Jie Lan. How can Jie Lan not be moved, how can she not feel guilty? She really wanted to repay Qingzhan, but she didn't know how to repay him. And when she thinks that after returning to the royal city, Qing Zhan will return to her own royal capital, and she will find the white robe guest by herself. The two always feel a little bit reluctant to part with each other, but even if they don’t want to leave this road, she has to go. Go down.
Jie Lan leaned down to fetch water. After drinking a few sips herself, she filled the water with Qing Zhan’s purple-gold kettle. When she was about to fill the water, she suddenly saw a ripple in the water, as if something was floating over, Jie Lan I was very curious. I raised my head and looked in the direction of the waves, but saw a raft floating above the stream. A woman stood on the raft. The woman was dressed in blue clothes and holding a blue sword, as beautiful as frost. Her face was as cold as snow in an iceberg, and her eyes projected chilling gazes like ice.
Jielan was a little surprised and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Girl Qingmeng!"