Villain: Whitewashing life, the queens turned against the water

Chapter 133: The Despair in Gu Changqing’s Heart!!

The heavenly witch fell to the ground and did not move again.

Above the nine heavens, the delicate figure slowly fell from the void and re-entered the bronze ancient coffin.

She was still pale, her hands in front of her, her long eyelashes, motionless, quiet as ever.

The death-like silence permeated this small courtyard, and it did not disperse for a long time, and there was no sound anymore…

“Heavenly witch mother-in-law.”

After a long time, I don’t know who shouted, and the Wu tribesmen in the tribe quickly rushed towards the witch mother-in-law.

It’s just that the old man has no life.

Her pupils were sunken, as if her body did not have a little moisture, and her already thin body was even more like dry bones, and her skin was shriveled, like the bark of an old tree.

It was also the moment when this voice sounded.

Gu Changqing’s heart was like a heavenly collapse!

He staggered forward, and a buzz in his head almost caused him to fall.

“Qing’er…”

Gu Changqing did not move a step, and looked at the quiet people in the coffin as before.

Beyond the bronze ancient mirror.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes suddenly shrank.

“The heavenly witch is dead?”

“The Demon Emperor has not been resurrected…”

At this moment, everyone’s hearts were endlessly dazed and shocked.

Obviously, Bai Qing’er is living here decently, and she has not been resurrected this time, so how did she resurrect?!

Everyone was incredible, incredible! Also at the same time.

When looking at the picture, Gu Changqing, who was stunned for a long time and did not make the slightest movement.

Everyone read the despair that overflowed from the heart of the Emperor of the World at this moment.

“Brother Changqing…”

Tears once again filled Bai Qing’er’s eyes. She thought that she was resurrected at this moment.

But I never expected, there was none.

Over the years, Gu Changqing has swept through countless forbidden areas, experienced countless dangers, and constantly sought opportunities for his resurrection in the world.

Now, after paying thirty percent of his heart and blood, he finally came to the Wu Clan, knowing that the old woman of the Wu Clan has the ability to rebel against the living dead.

But this old man actually ran out of life when he was about to succeed.

Bai Qing’er couldn’t imagine how desperate Gu Changqing’s heart would be in the bronze ancient mirror at this moment.

Wu tribe, a small tomb.

Three days have passed since the death of the Heavenly Witch.

The Wu tribesmen cremated the Heavenly Witch and buried her in this grave.

The eyes of countless people were all focused on the man who stood in front of the grave for a long time.

It’s been three days!

The man carrying the bronze ancient coffin has always stood in front of this tomb, and from beginning to end, he has never left a step, nor has he shed a single tear because his beloved cannot be resurrected.

Even the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

A certain moment.

Gu Changqing bowed down and bowed deeply towards the small grave.

Then, Gu Changqing slowly turned and left, carrying the bronze ancient coffin, stepping on a small Xuanque on his shoulder, and just like that, in the silent gaze of the Wu Clan, he slowly left this witch land.

The man who later terrified countless strong people and emperors actually lost his soul, looking trance and sad.

He walked step by step, and no one knew where he was going.

“Gagging!”

Just walked out of the Wu tribe at the moment.

The man, who had not said a word for three days, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

His eyes were dark, and he completely fainted.

I don’t know how long has passed.

Gu Changqing woke up slowly, he slept on a pair of jade legs, and in front of his eyes, there was a beautiful face.

“Awake?”

Little Xuanque re-transformed into a saint and stopped Gu Changqing in her arms.

She leaned her back against a big tree, and Gu Changqing rested on her lap.

Gu Changqing did not speak, those eyes were endlessly complicated and endlessly sad.

Now.

Everyone outside the bronze ancient mirror, and then looking at Changqing’s eyes, actually had a feeling of being separated from each other.

Those eyes are full of vicissitudes.

“You slept for ten days, and you still… All right? ”

This ancient holy woman of the Wu clan, whose status is higher to the sky, is actually a little bitter at this moment…

No one can understand Gu Changqing’s mood better than her.

She watched her lover die with her own eyes, watched her lover’s body being taken away, and suppressed her lover who was taken away by the witch god with her own hands.

Compared with Gu Changqing, she knew that the man’s heart hurt more at this moment.

After thousands of difficulties and dangers, I want to resurrect my beloved, but I see that I am about to be resurrected, but my hope is extinguished!

This feeling of giving hope, only to lose hope again, is undoubtedly even more shocking.

“It’s okay…”

Gu Changqing just said lightly.

It’s just that this voice is full of bitterness and desolation.

At this moment, he actually felt that he had no strength in his body.

There was despair in the bottom of my heart, and the invincible heart that fought against fate seemed to sink into weak water.

He felt a huge mountain on his shoulder, and it was difficult to breathe.

Gu Changqing fell asleep like that, without words.

The holy woman don’t look over, she can’t bear to look at this man again.

Beyond the bronze ancient mirror.

At this moment, there was silence.

Gazing at the man in the picture, everyone’s eyes were moved

They couldn’t imagine how desperate the Heavenly Emperor’s heart was at that time.

It’s okay.

His two words fluttered lightly, but everyone could feel the exhaustion and infinite despair in those eyes.

Du Duye Chen, staring at Gu Changqing, who was close to the holy woman in the picture, felt a little nervous in his heart.

Let’s look at it now.

The better the relationship between the Holy Daughter and Gu Changqing, the less likely it was to abandon the Heavenly Emperor and leave now.

The holy woman comforted Gu Changqing like a confidant elder.

Can’t help but fry the hair in Ye Chen’s heart.

“Can the people who investigated the Xuanque trail come back?”

He asked in a low voice to the monk behind him.

“Emperor Huiye, not yet.”

“Go quickly! Mobilize the vast majority of forces and go to find them together! ”

Ye Chen’s voice was filled with endless eagerness.

Behind him, several monks hurriedly left.

Ye Chen set his eyes on the bronze ancient mirror and placed it on Bai Qing’er.

At this moment, the heart of this child of destiny is extremely apprehensive.

This is a feeling that he has never felt before!