Wu Youqian seemed to have suffered a bolt from the blue, his whole body was terrified, his limbs were weak, and the Fire Cloud Knife slid down from his hands, falling to the ground, making a "ding bell" sound.

This strange scene shocked countless people.

An unknown girl created another miracle in her distant homeland.

The river surging, the wind and clouds are whimpering—

Wu Youqian tried his best to open his eyes wide, and deep in his bone marrow, there was a faint murderous intent waiting for an opportunity to move.

However, before he could take action, the girl standing in front of the blood prison had already rushed over.

Qingge flew up, and the man's shadow in the air blocked Qingyang and drew a beautiful outline on the top of the clouds.

The Mingwang knife in the girl's hand fell from the sky and slashed on Wu Youqian's arm. The knife fell with his hand, and blood splattered three feet away. Soul wandered, and after one arm drew a arc, it fell to the ground. The sticky liquid condensed into a pool of blood under the arm. After a few spasms, it returned to silence.

The blood splashed out made Qingge look buzzing.

Qingge raised his hand and wiped the blood off his face, looking at Wu Youqian who was in pain with a smile.

Wu Youqian knelt on the ground, and the pain of his broken arm was like a thrust.

Blood kept flowing down from the wound on his arms and dripped onto the ground. The pleasant sound was like a song that led to the underworld in the dark night.

She was the messenger of night, Ru Ruo Shura, holding a slaughter, walked through the Blood River, terrified the corpse and buried in the secluded prison.

Everyone looked at this scene in horror. It was clearly daytime, but they felt like they fell into an ice cellar, the cold was piercing and creepy!

How could there be such a bloody and killing girl, with white hair dyed blood, beautiful appearance, and gloomy like a ghost in the underworld. Wherever she passes, the wind whimpering, the wolves roaring, and who is dancing a stunning dance?

The singer held the blood-stained Mingwang Sword, and released a terrifying evil spirit all over her body. She lifted the Mingwang Sword with a cold expression, murderous intent flashed, and a strong wind blew.

This time, she was going to kill him!

The ruthless heart and the stingy hands are unheard of.

Wu Youqian was completely frightened, and he had no face anymore, but he still wanted to die.

As long as he keeps his life, he can pick it up from the dust. If he doesn't even have his life, he will really lose and have no eternal life.

He held Qingge's legs with one hand, and his face was twisted and twitching, not sure whether it was because of fear or anger. He knelt on the ground, raised his head, and wailed, "No, don't kill me, as long as I don't kill me, I can do anything for you."

Singing and laughing, flowers tremble, the sun and moon, pursing.

"Really?"

Qingge possessed her and smiled slightly.

Wu Youqian seemed to have caught the last light in the darkness and nodded frequently, "Just be alive."

Yes, just stay alive—

It is no late for a real man to take revenge.

As long as Wu Youqian is still alive, there will be the day when he makes a comeback and kills his enemy, and his enemy is Qingge.

Just like Jiang Hai in Fuguitang that day, Qingge knew the thoughts of such people. Since she had taken action and pulled out the knife, there was no reason to take it back.

She has never been a ruthless person. On the contrary, she is cruel and ruthless, cruel. Whether in the past or in this life, she can only do anything to deal with her enemies.

If Youqian had not used the second state of the fire of the Five Elements, she would not have killed Wu Youqian.

Can--

The moment the enemy killed her, it was destined to be immortal, either you die or I die.

Qingge is like a maggot on the tarsal bone. Once it sticks to it, it will not stop until death.

Qingge leaned into Wu Youqian's ears and sprayed hot air on the man's rough skin.

Wu Youqian got goose bumps all over his body, and the blood that kept flowing from the wound dyed his clothes red. His body spasmed and trembled, as if he was addicted, and he couldn't stop at all.

There was a trace of vitality in the man's eyes, and there was a trace of almost invisible murderous intent flowing quietly.

Only by living can one kill people.

I will stay in the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. As long as he is still alive and endures humiliation, he will be able to return all the grievances today to her.

In the future, he would definitely humiliate this rampant and evil girl, so that she could not survive or die.

However, the girl's words made him lose all his thoughts, his heart was like stagnant water, and the cold air spread out from his knees and rushed to the sky's spiritual cover.

"Then, go to die for me."

The demagogues the sounds of people's hearts are like black and white impermanence, fascinating people's souls.

There was a strong murderous intent in the girl's eyes. She was obsessed with the Ming King's knife and wanted to stab the man's neck.

She would rather live in the world in the name of ruthlessness than leave any disaster to kill her one day in the future.

"Rareless! Put down the knife for me!" A coquettish voice sounded. Everyone turned to look, but saw a group of people riding on fierce horses.

The woman was wearing red clothes, with heroic eyebrows and eyes, elegant and wealthy, and sometimes her blood flashed by.

The woman has three thousand black hairs, tied with a fire phoenix hairpin, dignified and graceful, with a wide range of demeanor, graceful and outstanding posture.

"Why is the mayor here?" Someone in the crowd spoke in surprise.

"You don't know this, I heard that Wu Youqian has a relationship with the mayor. Of course, these are all rumors, rumors."

"Talking nonsense, be careful that the mayor cut your tongue, but then again, I also heard that for a while, Wu Youqian often walked to the mayor's mansion, and it is unknown what he was going to do."

"But now it seems that maybe there is something really between the two. It's just a pity that the town elder has a beautiful country and is cheaper than Wu Youqian."

"Now, what you have to worry about should be this arrogant girl. She cut off Wu Youqian's hand and wanted to kill Wu Youqian. Do you think the mayor will let her go?"

"Why is this girl's white hair so similar to the lord of Dean Jialan, Beiyue Anguohou."

"I heard that Ye Qingge was kicked out of Jialan. Do you know that her dean apprentice actually won the last place during the Lolita test. It's really funny and unprecedented."

“…”

The more I talked about it, the more I felt unbearable.

Qingge's eyes were indifferent, the ice silk turned cold, and the hand holding the Mingwang sword was white and delicate, with spots of blood on it, just like the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow and snow, and like the river of Wuhe, in the desolate darkness, the Mansha Zhuhua slowly bloomed.

When the mayor of Qingshi Town sounded, Qingge's hand holding the Ming Wang Dao was only stuck for a moment. After a while, under the shocked gaze, he stabbed Wu Youqian's neck!

"You dare!"

The woman in red jumped off the fierce horse, her eyes were congested.

She is the king of Qingshi Town, and at least in this town, no one dares to disobey her words.

Qingge is unmoved-

My face has been torn apart, and things have reached the point where I am now, and there is no way to go.

So what about Mayor Qingshi?

Will there be fewer people offended by the name Ye Qingge?
Chapter completed!