Two lines of tears flowed out of Lord Haitang's eyes.

"ah!"

He growled in anger, like a beast touched by the scales.

The roar of Lord Haitang was shocking and stimulating the practitioner's eardrums.

"Are you still human?"

Lord Haitang shouted: "Ten Killing Formation!? You use the Ten Killing Formation to deal with a young hero who is only twenty years old. Do you members of the Pingqiu Yan clan still have the heart? The so-called experience is just prepared. You have ulterior motives and are not even as good as beasts."

Not only Lord Haitang, Dugu Xue, Qiu Wen and countless hidden cultivators, after seeing Qingge sitting in the Ten Killing Formation, their hearts seemed to be twitching and trembling, and their unstoppable sadness spread wildly.

Especially Ye Qingcheng, as if he was crazy, he ignored his eyes, and his eyes were cold and he quickly plucked the strings. The sounds of killing were pouring out like water flowing out and swept away. Even if he was overestimating his abilities, he still hit hard like deep sea waves, one after another.

Ye Qingcheng lost his mind and perception, and allowed the strings formed by the light to split the flesh on his fingertips.

In her eyes, except for the indifference like winter, there was only endless anger and killing aura.

Ye Qingcheng was playing the piano faster and faster. Even her hands were invisible under her naked eyes, only the afterimage flashed quickly and the whistling sound of the wind!

In the distance, the territory of the Alliance Empire. When Xu Wenfeng saw this scene, his eyes suddenly shrank, gasped in the air conditioner, and looked at Ye Qingcheng with heartache, with a faint red flashing on the tips of his eyes.

At the end of the vision, there was a world full of dazzling flames. In the vast abyss of the void, the woman standing on the back of the monster, white clothes were as snow as snow, three thousand black hairs as waterfalls, hanging down softly and naturally, and the ends of her hair were raised playfully. Her face was covered with frost, her tightly pursed lips were white, her eyes were filled with horror anger, and the hidden murderous intent could break the body at any time, strangling the ten directions of heaven and earth!

Xu Wenfeng saw Ye Qingcheng plucking the strings of the piano, his flesh and blood were splattered all over the strings.

The sound of the piano, stained with the blood of the piano player, was injected with horrifying murderous aura. The sound of the killing was enough to shake the storm that was originally power.

I saw several blood cracks cracked in the middle of the storm of original energy. Killing sound came quickly and hit head-on, colliding with Luo Siyu.

Luo Siyu took it lightly and could not dodge. She could only hold two short swords quickly at the critical moment.

He quickly raised and blocked the front door.

Luo Siyu's short knife barely stopped the sound of the piano, but a few strands of black hair were cut off, and even a scar was left on his right face.

The bright red blood overflowed from the scars. Luo Siyu slowly raised his hand holding the knife, smeared it lightly from the side of her face, and after touching the blood, her fingertips trembled.

Luo Siyu's hand was down, and she also looked down and saw the blood in her fingertips. Luo Siyu made a sharp and mean cry.

Luo Siyu was so angry that her chest was undulating, gasping for breath, staring at Ye Qingcheng with her eyes.

Even a small injury was enough to make her hate Ye Qingcheng to the core.

For women, appearance is the second life and is particularly important, especially for people like Luo Siyu, who regard face as more important than life.

Even if she just left scars on her cheeks that were not as big as her little fingers, she could make her go crazy and crazy all of a sudden!

Ye Qingcheng had no expression on his face, and his body exuded a cold and cold frost like winter. The only thing suppressed by the indifference was a ruthless killing!

She knew nothing and was unwilling to think about it. She only saw the girl she put on the tip of her heart, she shed tears and was bullied by others.

Even if the other party is prepared, even if there are ten masters in the Origin Realm, even if the ending is destined to hit the stone with eggs, Ye Qingcheng is willing to fight to the end at the cost of his life.

In the Ten Killing Formation, Qingge sat cross-legged in the wind, her complex and sad eyes looked deeply at Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng has been paranoid for five years, and the hysterical extreme that comes from his bones has never changed.

She is not only Ye Qingcheng's weakness, but also Ye Qingcheng's reverse scale. Whenever she touches her problems, Ye Qingcheng seems to have become a different person.

Ye Qingcheng's piano sound is no longer clear and soft, and the sound of killing inside is full of devastating anger.

Qingge still had tears at the end of her eyes, and a bitter smile was curled up at the corner of her lips. She was very helpless and very distressed.

It's the third time.

From the guillotine of the Northern Moon Dynasty to the Alliance Empire of Fire World, Ye Qingcheng bounced her hands three times to the point of blood.

The killing sound that injects blood and energy will only become stronger and stronger.

The empire is densely packed and overwhelmed.

Those killing sounds continued to deepen along the cracks of the original power storm with an irresistible momentum.

Bang!

Until a loud noise suddenly appeared,

Then we saw the storm of the original aura condensed by ten Pingqiu disciples, shattered in response to the sound.

Deep in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, no one noticed that there was a river of blood surging there.

However, after the origin storm shattered, the blood river in the eyes slowly dissipated like a tide.

The sound of the piano in Ye Qingcheng shocked many people.

The original power is so powerful that even the snow girl's strength is invincible.

Ye Qingcheng was able to crush the Original Storm, which shows how shocking her talent for piano is!

Liu Yan'er's mouth was covered with blood, and she leaned against A Rou's back and sat down. She looked up and saw the beautiful Ye Qingcheng, who was in her prime and beautiful, and a flamboyant smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"It's love."

Liu Yan'er said: "She loves her and goes deep into her bones."

Arou is puzzled.

Can women in the world love another woman deeply?

In Arou's cognition, this kind of love is usually the love, joy, and love between men and women.

Liu Yan'er raised her head and leaned on Arou.

"That is love that transcends the shackles of the world, love that fights side by side for many years, and also a bond accumulated over the years."

Liu Yan'er said: "Xiao Rou, have you heard of chronic poison?"

Arou shook her head.

"The Night Queen is a chronic poison."

"Everyone who has met her will be poisoned by her. Some people are born enemies with her forever. And there are people who have unknowingly poisoned to the bone, and she is the only antidote." Liu Yan'er said.

Arou seemed to understand but not understand. Her clear and bright eyes looked straight at Ye Qingcheng, her eyes full of curiosity.

Things about Ye Qingcheng and Ye Nude have long been spread to the Duchy of Wuliang.

Everyone is very curious about what Ye Qingcheng's feelings for the Night Queen.

A scholar once said: It comes from emotion, but only from etiquette.

But what I saw today and heard what Mr. Liu said, Arou slowly realized it.

It does not come from emotion, nor does it stop from etiquette.

In the long years, in the hell on earth, they have long become each other's souls.

That was not a shackle, it was her paranoia.

She firmly insisted on her original aspiration.

The original power storm shattered and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

Ye Qingcheng slowly stopped plucking the strings, but saw her hands full of red blood.
Chapter completed!