She was suspended in the wind and snow, and the stars illuminated her beautiful face.

The sparks on the chain of the abyss swept her once again.

This time, it was not swallowed by her, but all of it entered her body.

Qingge's body trembled suddenly, she raised her hand high and crushed the frost-white vine jade in her hand.

From everyone's perspective, they thought the empress was using the frost-white vine jade to resist the power of the abyss fire.

Little did he know that all the fire of the abyss was swallowed up by the sleeping flame dragon in the spiritual world.

The frosty white vine jade crushed by Qingge also entered the twenty-fifth tendon in the body on its own initiative.

The huge fire feather wings fluttered.

The wind and snow are blowing.

The stars are dazzling.

She stepped out of the stream, put on a pair of thunder boots, spread her wings, and flew in front of Mo You.

Mo You looked up at her, extremely shocked, and shed two lines of clear tears from his wide-open almond eyes.

"Female...emperor..." Moyou choked.

Qingge's head is down, her slender legs are touching the sky, her clothes are fluttering, and her red skirt is like fire.

A color as magnificent as blood.

She flew like that, like an elf.

Qing Ge reached out her hand and gently stroked the tears from Mo You's face.

"At the end of the wind, there is hope."

Qingge said.

Her voice was so soft that only Mo You heard it.

Moyou's eyes widened and his lips opened slightly.

Qing Ge smiled and said: "One day, if I want to die, please stay away from me."

"No..." Mo You shook his head.

"If I can't protect myself, then I'm useless."

"Don't worry, live for yourself in the future."

"The Dream clan has been slaughtered. You have no mission, only shackles."

"Why not put down the shackles?"

"The wind is free and has no shackles."

Qingge's words shocked Moyou.
Chapter completed!