Chu Qiqi was stunned and almost forgot to follow him.

She finally missed a shot, and the world had changed when she drove it out.

The dark clouds were stacked up and down as if they were about to press down, crushing the prosperity of this world into darkness.

The tiger roars and the dragon roars, and the strong wind swept around.

As soon as the scene changed, the imperial master was already standing on the highest pavilion in the Prime Minister's Mansion. In his lower eyes, Jiang Zhe and more than a hundred people from the Prime Minister's Mansion were reflected.

The people were panicked, screaming, but couldn't move.

The imperial master slightly withdrew his gaze and fell on the face of "Chu Qiqi" sleeping peacefully, and whispered: "Qiqi, who is forcing you to make you unhappy, I'll help you solve it."

Chu Zhenglin and Ning Hongyi did not see "Chu Qiqi" among the people kneeling around. At this time, they saw the imperial master from afar. They could guess that the person he was holding was "Chu Qiqi" in his arms. They didn't know what they had, but they were vaguely uneasy in their hearts.

"That's Qiqi? Why are you with the Emperor?"

Their questions did not last long, because the imperial master had already fallen before them, and the pale face could be clearly seen.

The couple breathed stagnantly.

A joyful joy burst out from Jiang Zhe's eyes.

The imperial teacher whispered: "They are your parents, can I let them accompany you?"

This sentence was not answered.

If they insist on saying that there is, it would be the couple in red who had broken breath. They didn't even know why their daughter died and fell down gently.

The courtyard fell into silence for a moment.

The emperor's eyes did not leave them any light, and he moved gently, and his white blood-stained clothes settled in front of Jiang Zhe.

"Hey, Qiqi, it was her who lied to you. You definitely don't want to see her, right? I can't let her live or die?"

After speaking, an invisible force tied Jiang Zhe to a rockery. The sharp edges and corners made her face distorted. What made her even more frightened was that she could not contact the system, and even lost her ability to scream.

Viper snakes, lizards, toads, scorpions... all kinds of poisonous creatures gathered towards her as if they had received instructions. They did not bite her or stung her. They just climbed up and down her body quietly, occasionally catching the empty space on her body and drilling into it.

The dirty aura seemed to be unable to dissipate in this world, and the gathering became stronger and stronger. The emperor frowned and turned around and walked out. The rest of the people thought they were saved and felt relieved.

But I didn't expect that the Emperor Master's words came softly again, making a loud voice: "Qiqi, those people seem to have some contact with you. Can I ask them to play with you?"

More than a hundred lives were harvested by him in an instant.

He walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion with "Chu Qiqi" in his arms, his eyes becoming more and more depraved, and he obviously had no idea of ​​looking back, not a trace of it.

Chu Qiqi looked back at the bloody Prime Minister's Mansion with a complicated expression, floating behind him, still feeling stagnant.

At this time, you have to thank yourself for not having emotions, otherwise just guilt can overwhelm her.

The official road outside was densely covered with innocent people, kowtowing and praying to heaven.

"God, please calm your anger!"

"It's the fault of the untouchables, I beg God to open my eyes!"

Such prayers fell into the emperor's ears as if they were falling into the deep valley without any response.

He protected the creatures that had been around for more than a thousand years, and at this moment, he decided to abandon them because of Chu Qiqi's abandonment.

The beautiful skins in this world are the same, and the interesting souls are selected from thousands of people.

And Chu Qiqi is the one who chooses from thousands of dollars, and is the only one.

It is the meaning of everything.

He did not pause or hesitate to walk through the low-rise people on the official road, and the people kowtowed stubbornly as if they could not see this only redemption.

And every step of this redemption is a mess of blood.

Whether it is a house or a building or a living being in the people, it instantly turns into nothingness.

He doesn't care.

His eyes were scarlet.

The only safe and clean place is in his arms, where the person he lost fell asleep.
Chapter completed!