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Chapter 788: Literary and Artistic Nirvana


Gazing at the small statue, Yeseniya was deeply shocked.

She has been disfigured for more than sixty years.

Except for the top leaders of the Spirit Clan, outsiders basically do not remember her true face in Lushan.

Moreover, there are no portraits or images of her spread out, so it is impossible to create a sculpture based on her appearance.

Another thing she is sure of is that the descendant of the Demon Emperor is a figure who has only recently emerged.

She was playing in the mud sixty years ago.

How could she have seen her true face?

Bizarre suspense stories in the world often have very simple truths.

It is said that when Zhao Ritian saw Yeseniya for the first time at the entrance of Qingyun Realm, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Through the supernatural power of the King's Eye, he saw an interesting scene.

Yeseniya's face was wrapped in a layer of mysterious energy, and that layer of energy made her face distorted, making her look like an ugly woman to the naked eye.

And Xiao Zhao saw the true appearance inside through that layer of energy.

Later, the white-haired birdman saw the essence through the illusion through the Eye of Life and Death.

With the pupil of birth and death of the King's Eye, someone sees through everything.

He was willing to bet that Yeseniya was not disfigured.

Maybe it was because she could not fully grasp the mysterious energy on her face, or because she had a bad taste.

The moody Seventh Elder of the Eldar Tribe deliberately used the form of an ugly girl to show off.

Without waiting for Yeseniya to speak, the white-haired sword demon said proudly: "Open the skylight and speak frankly.

You were promoted to Seven Stars.

Your foundation is unstable.

You want to use my tricks to stabilize your realm.

However, you are no longer my opponent.

If you can find the statue For the woman in the middle, I, the sect leader, can be lenient and agree to one condition: I will fight with you for another seven days and seven nights."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left.

Yeseniya did not chase after him, but stared down at the white stone statue, her eyes a little dull.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, seemed to have made a decision, and chased the white-haired sword demon in the direction he left.

This time the white-haired birdman was determined to leave, and he didn't stop and go like "come after me, come and beat me" on purpose.

With Yeseniya's current speed, it would be difficult to catch up with the birdman with wings.

However, Yeseniya’s position as the elder of the Spirit Clan was not in vain.

Every time she walked a certain distance, she would stop to sense it, and then choose a direction to pursue.

And the direction she chased happened to be the direction the descendant of the Demon Emperor left.

The white-haired birdman's gene-locked demonic energy tracking can be traced by relying on the demonic energy hidden in the opponent's body.

There are more than one or two similar methods in the third-level heaven.

Yeseniya's tracking method is similar to the tracking method of demonic energy.

After all, she had been fighting with the descendant of the Demon Emperor for seven days, and she was already familiar with the opponent's aura.

She even remembered the energy fluctuations on the opponent's body.

As long as the opponent was still within the Qingyun Realm, it would not be difficult to track him.

Three days later, without any external force, Yeseniya finally discovered the traces of the descendants of the Demon Emperor.

She displayed the unique skills of a powerful person, carefully controlling her aura and secretly observing the opponent.

Regarding the "dream lover" of the descendant of the Demon Emperor, Yeseniya was not moved by a pregnant girl.

Her first reaction was that there was a conspiracy.

First of all, the Spirit Race is the representative of the third-order Tianyu Scientific School.

This race has believed that technology changes everything for 30,000 years and has never believed that there are gods in the world.

Yeseniya had always scorned the notion of "destined to be the right girl".

She didn't believe it at all.

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Secondly, the statue that the white-haired birdman threw to her was too coincidental and incredible.

According to Yeseniya's experience, the most coincidental things in the world are often not coincidences, but premeditated.

If all of this was a plan against her, it meant that there was a traitor in the Spirit Clan, and some senior Spirit Clan officials who were familiar with the inside story revealed certain information to the descendant of the Demon Emperor, such as a projected image of her true face.

This made Yeseniya think about it and she was extremely frightened.

If she didn't dig out the truth, she would feel like a light was hanging on her back, and she would have trouble sleeping and eating.

She followed him all the way to expose this conspiracy.

Lurking in a safe place, Yeseniya gathered her energy and paid attention to every move of the descendant of the Demon Emperor, looking for clues.

By a small river, a white-haired birdman was practicing his sword.

For a long time, he retreated to meditate, which seemed to be no different from the daily life of ordinary practitioners.

As dusk approached, he raised his eyes and looked at the setting sun on the horizon.

His whole body suddenly became melancholy, revealing a forty-five degree of bright sadness.

The ruthless indifference on his body gradually dissipated, and the coldness in his bones also faded.

He seemed to think of someone, opening the wound in his heart, giving people a sense of déjà vu in a desolate time, and his back in the sunset was extremely lonely.

"Alas" he suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh and chanted loudly: "Ask what love is in the world.

It teaches us about life and death.

Traveling to the north and south of the world, the old wings have experienced the cold and heat several times.

It is fun to have fun, but it is painful to leave, and there are even more idiotic children.

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It should be said: There are thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains have dusk snow, only the shadows are going to whom."

Yeseniya in the dark listened intently, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

This poem "Moving the Fish in Yanqiu" was performed by humans of Shattering Void hundreds of years ago, and it was very popular among young literary and artistic people of all ethnic groups.

The seventh elder of the Spirit Tribe, Burying Ye, is very literary and artistic at heart.

He is deeply involved in various poems circulated by humans in the third-order heaven.

He was not moved by the poem "Descendant of the Demon Emperor".

The reason why she listened with rapt attention was because she felt the deep pain when the descendant of the Demon Emperor chanted.

She could feel that there was someone living in that man's heart.

The best way to deal with an artistic young woman is to fight fire with fire and use more artistic methods to deal crazy damage.

The white-haired birdman even used the literary move of "asking what love is in the world", but there was no reaction from Yeseniya in the dark.

This shocked him very much.

It was time to use the ultimate killing move. .

He picked off a thin leaf, put it to his lips and played it.

The sound was similar to a bagpipe, and its sad melody echoed by the river.

Yeseniya listened attentively and was a little surprised.

She really didn't realize that the descendant of the Demon Emperor was so versatile.

After playing a song, the descendant of the Demon Emperor used his ultimate move and suddenly sang a song: "Blue autumn, quiet riverside.

Lovers' whispers, devoted eyes.

The danger of falling in love, the knife between the eyebrows .

The blood flows on the chest, fearlessly sweet.

Yeseniya, Yeseniya, you tear open my heart but don’t speak.”

The song is low and hoarse, full of heart-wrenching emotions.

This time Yeseniya was moved and marveled at the other party's "talent".

She had never heard this song before and it felt like it was a song tailor-made for her.

The descendant of the Demon Emperor entered the state, and was still singing selflessly: "Yeseniya, Yeseniya, you put on my ring, no matter the wind or rain.

Yeseniya, Yeseniya, the sky after parting Stained, your punishment”: