Lan Wuxin smiled and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to catch the teacup. The moment her hand moved forward, she suddenly slapped the teacup among Qingting's master. The teacup fell to the ground, shattered, and the tea water flowed all over the ground.

Lan Wuxin raised her jaw slightly and looked at Qingge coldly.

Qingge lowered her eyes, calm as before, as if Lan Wuxin's reaction was as expected.

If Lan Wuxin hates her so much, how could she cooperate with her? Isn’t that a joke?

Qingge just wants to give it a try, maybe.

However, now it seems that Lan Wuxin is even more difficult than she thought.

Lan Wuxin is not stupid, so she should be aware of Ye Qingge's reluctance. Lan Wu is seriously ill again. Ruolan Wuxin cooperates with Qingge to unlock the dragon chain and eliminate this marriage. Wouldn't it be a killing two birds with one stone?

However, Lan Wuxin was too resentful and would not do this even if she died.

She was born extreme, how could she solve things in a gentle way?

"Fenque, go out." Lan Wuxin suddenly looked at Fenque, extremely fierce. His eyes shone with bloodthirsty murderous intent, and slowly turned scarlet.

Fenque frowned. Whenever Lan Wuxin wanted to kill someone and drink blood, she looked shocked.

However, Lan Wuxin ignored Fenque and suddenly stood up, like a tiger. With lightning and thunder, his five fingers were like claws, quickly clamping Qingge's delicate neck. His sharp nails penetrated deep into the flesh, and even red liquid overflowed. When he smelled the smell of blood, Lan Wuxin became more and more crazy, as if he was suffering from some fatal temptation. He saw that both sides of Lan Wuxin's mouth extended sharp teeth, like the oldest vampire living in the darkness.

"It smells so good." Lan Wuxin licked her lips with a weird look.

Qingge stood still, expressionless from beginning to end, her eyes were cold and cold, and she stared at Lan Wuxin indifferently, with blood all over her neck. From a distance, it reflected the sunset outside the door, and felt a sense of abuse, especially her red shirt, which was full of fire.

Lan Wuxin twitched her face a few times, and her five fingers exerted force again, as if she wanted to cut off Qingge's neck.

Lan Wuxin's hands were covered in blood. She leaned into Qingge's ear and said, "Ye Qingge, everyone in the world said that you are brave and supreme king. Now it seems that you have only this courage. Have you forgotten that your father's subordinates were sucked into mummies by me in the extreme north? If they learned that you wanted to cooperate with me, wouldn't they die with their eyes closed?"

Things in the far north are considered a scar in Qingge's heart. If they are revealed, they will be extremely painful.

Qingge has never forgotten the deaths of Liu Hu and the two generals Bai Hon Hai.

Between her and Lan Wuxin, she is destined to be deeply enmity across the sea of ​​blood, and she is destined to die.

Only one person survived.

Fenque looked at this scene anxiously. Fenque did not even struggle in the face of Lan Wuxin's offensive. Fenque walked over and was stopped by the Queen of the North. Fenque was furious. Just as he was about to speak, Qingge, who had been still for a long time, reached out and grabbed Lan Wuxin's wrist. He folded his hands and cracked, directly causing Lan Wuxin to dislocate.

Lan Wuxin took a breath of air conditioning, and the pain in her hands did not cause her to react too much.

"Lan Wuxin, I will end you one day."

Qingge stood by the table, smiling, calm and composed, looking at Lan Wuxin with a smile, as if she was vowed and faith.

In order for the two generals to be smiling, she also had to let Lan Wuxin be buried with her, and carried Lan Wuxin's head to commemorate the heroic soul.

Lan Wuxin claims to be bold, doing things extreme, and thinking viciously, but at this moment, when she looked at Ye Qingge, her heart seemed to fall into a deep abyss, rising and falling in the ice cave, and a chill thrilled from her heart and spread wildly towards her limbs and bones.

For a moment, Lan Wuxin and his heart were trembling.

The Queen of Far North stood on one side, her pupils suddenly tightened. She looked at Lan Wuxin with her eyes confused, and the scene in front of her was foggy, which became another picture.

Above the mountain, Ye Qingsing Singer held a blood-stained machete and chased Lan Wuxin crazily. Ye Qingge's eyes were red and his face was covered with blood. Lan Wuxin had been hit by many swords on his body, and he only knew how to escape and was in a mess.

Finally, Lan Wuxin couldn't run anymore and fell to the ground.

Ye Qingge slowly walked to Lan Wuxin, cruelly, bloody and murderous. She squatted down, grabbed Lan Wuxin's hair, dragged the Ming King's sword, and walked towards the Beiyue Imperial Capital. Wherever she passed, there were shocking blood marks, which were the red liquid flowing out of Lan Wuxin's body.

The two walked a long way, arrived at the outskirts of the imperial capital, and arrived at the grave. Ye Qingge threw Lan Wuxin to the ground, not knowing what he said. Finally, he smiled like a flower, raised his knife with both hands, and under Lan Wuxin's horrified gaze, he fell down with a knife. His body and head were different, and his bulging head, mixed with blood, rolled towards the gorgeous peach blossom forest.

Ye Qingge's red clothes were like fire. She sat down, let out a long time, and took out the heartbreaking wine from the realm of nothingness, raised her head and drank it. The wine sprayed her face and washed away the blood dripping from her face.

The picture is blurry, but it turns clear.

In the palace, the extreme north shivered, came to his senses, looked at Qingge again, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Fenque noticed something wrong with the Queen of the Far North and his eyes were half-closed.

"Ye Qingge, don't be proud, the next one is your nightmare."

"Let's go."

Lan Wuxin turned around and left, and the Queen of the Far North immediately followed.

After leaving the palace, under the tree, Lan Wuxin stopped and looked at the Queen of the Far North, "Tell me, what did you see just now?"

Not only Burin Que, but also Lan Wuxin, found out that the Queen of the Far North is strange!

The Queen of the Far North felt a little guilty.

"Say!" The word "Say!" was so powerful that it was not angry that Lan Wuxin lowered his eyes and looked at his dislocated wrist, his eyes gradually became cold.

The Queen of the Far North was startled, glanced at Lan Wuxin, then plucked her courage, and said, "I just saw the future scene, it's about Elder Lan and Ye Qingge."

"Oh? Let's take a look."

"Ye Qingge died under the sword of Elder Lan." The Queen of the Far North lied.

She never dared to tell the scene she saw just now.

It angered Lan Wuxin, but it was too late to take the opportunity.

Rather than doing this, it is better to flatter.

Sure enough, when she heard the words of the Queen of the Far North, Lan Wuxin smiled, "Ye Qingge will definitely die, it's all up to me, let's go and see how Lan'er is doing."

"That's going to get married tomorrow?" The Queen of the Far North was surprised.

"As long as Lan'er learns that this is being hit. As for Ye Qingge, if you dare to marry Mei Qingchen, the fate will inevitably be miserable. The ancestor will not let her go. Keep this cheap life first and kill it in one go. That's not fun."

Lan Wuxin smiled and walked out of the courtyard with the Queen of the Far North.

In the palace, Fenque took out the medicine box and applied the medicine to Qingge's neck wound.

Qingge sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself reflected in the mirror, and even the bones were covered with blood.

As if he was thinking of something, Qingge suddenly asked: "Why did the blood clan accept the Queen of the Far North?"
Chapter completed!