Chapter 1097 The Demon Seed is Natural (131)
Qing Sang never dreamed that Qing Pheasant would die at the hands of others.
She felt a little complicated, not because she didn't kill Qing Zhi with her own hands, but because of Zhou Ye beside her.
She still had a calm expression on her face, holding the skirt torn off Qing Zhi's body in her hand, and slowly wiping the blood on her hands.
The bright red blood spread all the way to her wrist, which was dazzling, like a pair of red gloves.
Qingsang lowered his eyes and looked at the ground beneath his feet.
After a long silence, Zhou Ye on the side patted Qingsang with his sticky hands.
"Why are you standing there? Eat her."
Qing Sang looked at Qing Pheasant lying at her feet, feeling a little sick in her heart.
This was her biological sister. When she was born strong, she didn't have the heart to take action. Now that everything has settled, those things that she couldn't bear to do have turned into a desolate sight.
All her relatives were completely dead.
Qingsang here was immersed in boundless loneliness, while Zhou Ye next to him was urging her without even a glance.
"You can't bear it?"
"No, I planned to die together, but I didn't expect that I survived. I don't know what the meaning of living is."
Zhou Ye frowned, feeling quite deeply about her negativity.
Unfortunately, her head was in a state of confusion, the alcohol continued to rise, and her feet were a little unsteady, so she sat down within three seconds.
"You solve it yourself, I'll take a nap first, and then call...me..."
Now she was completely asleep, and her even breathing filled the blood-stained area.
It was obvious that Zhou Ye didn't care about what he had just done. He was covered in blood and slept soundly.
Qingsang stood there and paused for a long time.
Under the clouds, there is still a bright red color. When people standing in the lower realm look up, they can see the distant horizon. The clouds are as dazzling as fire. Faintly, there is a rolling figure of a giant dragon in the clouds. Only that The giant dragon opened its mouth and bit wildly at the things pressed under its claws. The flesh and blood rolled, and the clouds accumulated thicker and thicker. Finally, the biting and eating dragon disappeared, leaving only a thick layer of clouds. Bright red like blood.
——Morning bells and evening drums are customs, dharma, and rules that maintain the smooth operation of the six realms.
Zhou Ye woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a dazzling white light on the horizon, shining directly into his eyes.
She narrowed her eyes and continued to lie down regardless of where she was.
There is something soft under the body, and the plush touch wraps around the whole body. All the bones in the body are sore, and the fingers are too lazy to lift.
After lying there for a long time, a familiar voice came to my ears.
"Drink some water."
Zhou Ye opened his eyelids and saw the girl sitting next to him against the light.
He sat up and was handed a lotus leaf filled with water.
"Do you see clearly who I am? I just put the thing in my mouth without looking at it."
This person's voice sounded familiar. After drinking water for a while, Zhou Ye finally saw her appearance clearly.
Qingsang looked at Zhou Ye's pale and haggard face, and shook his head helplessly.
"How's it going?"
"It's okay."
"In the fairy world, you can't be so unguarded."
Zhou Ye nodded, and then Qingsang handed something in front of her.
"This fell from you. It's heavy. Return it to you."
Zhou Ye took a look and saw that it was the box given to her by Elder Xian.
Opening it in front of Qingsang, there was a piece of indigo metal inside that didn't look unusual.
(End of chapter)