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Chapter 1507

Lan Wuxin moved her legs and walked towards the Yan family's wine table with the Queen of the Far North.

Her eyes were like poisonous snakes, emitting a faint green light, which was creepy on Qingge's body.

In her eyes, Qingge is already a dead person.

A corpse without a heart.

She would dig off her heart and tear her skin, and there would be no more dazzling and disgusting smiles in the world.

Lan Wuxin laughed ragingly.

For a moment, it was very lively.

Lan Wuxin stood in front of Qingge, looking down at Qingge with cold eyes, "Ye Qingge, long time no see, don't be fine." She paused word by word, with a stern tone.

The undercurrents between the two people could see some of them.

Suddenly, the Yan family table became the focus of everyone.

Yongyesheng smiled and looked hazy.

This is not an ordinary dinner. It not only involves the status of the three major families and the city lord's mansion in Luohua City, but also the ownership of the Changhong Sword. This is also the first time that the blood clan is truly exposed to the eyes of the world. The blood clan is so powerful that he enjoys drinking blood and is terrifying.

Some people who are obsessed with evil and evil will even eat the hearts of humans.

Therefore, the former blood clan survived in the darkness. Those who learned the blood clan’s secrets would slapped their necks and be silenced.

At first, Mei Qingchen used this as a reason to alienate Qingge.

But now it’s different. The blood clan doesn’t want to hide in the world like this, and the ambitions of the ancestors are exposed little by little.

Every force in the Four-Star Continent is peeking at others and trying to unify.

The boundary of peace that has been in the millions of years has become blurred.

Eternal night falls down your eyes.

In recent years, too many things have happened in the four-star continent.

The extreme north is filled with chaos; the snow-girl mountain leads to the blood clan; the tsunami falls into the Jialan Academy, and the powerful Jialan at that time is gone; now, Feng Qingyang comes out of the pass, the blood clan appears...

In the midst of chaos!

Only by being wise and protecting yourself—

At the table, Qingge drank a glass of wine and looked at Lan Wuxin.

She and Lan Wuxin were irreconcilable. Lan Wuxin wanted to kill him. On the contrary, she also wanted to carry Lan Wuxin's head to worship the two generals.

"Elder Lan has forgotten so much. We have seen it a few days ago?" Qingge smiled faintly, hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

If Lan Wuxin does not die for a day, she will have no peace.

If it weren't for the existence of the blood clan, if it wasn't for the lack of strength, Qingge would take Lan Wuxin's life at any time.

Unfortunately, she has survived to this day.

Whenever I saw Lan Wuxin, Ye Qingge would think of what happened in the extreme north that day, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling and hot.

"It seems you still remember that I thought you forgot how you seduced the Lord of Fuhen Realm." Lan Wuxin spoke out bluntly.

The wind and waves are rising!

The singer pressed her wine glass gently on the table. She raised her eyes and looked at Lan Wuxin, wanting to speak, but Yan Xiaoqi in her arms spoke first, "Who is the Lord of Fusheng Realm? In this world, no one is worthy of my mother except Gongzi Ji. The Lord of Fusheng Realm, so don't give yourself a face, just stay wherever you cool down."

Yan Xiaoqi's mouth is sharp, but she is so angry that it makes people feel so annoying.

Yan Fuping frowned. The Yan family did not have the strength yet and could compete with the blood clan.

It seems that we have to instill knowledge of the blood clan with Yan Xiaoqi.

Some people can't afford to offend, but they can't afford to hide and can't just hit the gun foolishly.

Lan Wuxin's eyes trembled and looked at Yan Xiaoqi. Her eyes were like two knives, with a hidden evil spirit, and she was approaching Yan Xiaoqi.

She used the breath of the blood clan to crush Yan Xiaoqi.

Yan Xiaoqi's eyes were stinging, which was particularly uncomfortable.

Lan Wuxin wanted to break Yan Xiaoqi's eyes.

Yan Fu slapped the table flat, no matter how powerful the blood clan was, no matter how bullying his daughter.

Qingge sensed Lan Wuxin's intention and used his spiritual power without hesitation to crush the breath of the blood clan without hesitation.

Lan Wuxin narrowed her eyes and smiled cruelly.

Qingge's other hand stroked Yan Xiaoqi's eyes, and used pure aura to remove the stinging sensation.

Qingge's eyes were sharp and she looked at Lan Wuxin, "Elder Lan, you are serious with a child, right?"

"In my eyes, there is only the difference between dead people and living people, and there is no difference between big and small." Lan Wuxin's face burst into a smile.

Qingge put down his hand, "Who is Elder Lan?"

"Ye Qingge, be arrogant!" The Queen of the Far North pulled out her weapon, and put the sharp blade on Qingge's neck, pressing against her tender skin.

Yan Xiaoqi opened her eyes, her eyes were slightly red, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Mom."

"Not afraid." Qingge comforted Yan Xiaoqi.

On the side, Fu Xi, who was eating meat, had a starry light burst out from his eyes.

Mo Xie and Bai Meier stood up together. Mo Xie pointed the sword in his hand and pointed it between Lan Wuxin's eyebrows. Bai Meier pulled out the sharp jade hairpin and pressed against Lan Wuxin's collarbone.

The sword is tense, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

A lively dinner, the atmosphere changed, bloody.

Mo Xie's eyes were violent and his face was terrifying. He glanced at the Queen of the North, his eyes were stern, and his eyes were thrilling. "Without three sounds, if you don't put down your weapons, you Elder Lan will die."

Yong Yesheng looked sideways and looked at Mo Xie.

Mo Xie is such a bold guy.

For Mo Xie, Ye Qingge is fate.

Yong Yesheng knows the importance of Ye Qingge.

If the Queen of the Deep North dared to hurt Ye Qingge's hair, Mo Xie would definitely peel the man off and cramp him and destroy him.

Mo Xie opened his thin lips lightly, and counted three times—

"three."

"two."

“…”

The last voice was not yet spoken, but Feng Qingyang stopped it in time.

Feng Qingyang shouted angrily, "What's wrong? Do young people nowadays love to make trouble so much? Put down my sword, otherwise I will drive you all out of the city lord's mansion."

Feng Qingyang slapped off the weapons on Qingge's neck and also slapped off Mo Xie's sword.

"Yeah--"

Suddenly, a sharp laugh sounded. Listening carefully, it was the Loli sound, and it was obvious that the person who made the laughter had not yet grown up completely.

The guests were full of guests, looking around to find the source of laughter.

Who is the sacred place?

The laughter came from all directions, but it was extremely clear.

Yong Yesheng frowned. Who would be the person who came this time?

Under Feng Qingyang's hat, he raised a smile.

The distinguished guest is here.

Today's Luohua City is really lively, and people from all walks of life have come.

Lan Wuxin put away the competition with Qingge, because she suddenly smelled a similar smell in the air, but the person who came was definitely not a blood clan.

Not only that, Lan Wuxin also hates that taste.

Rather than saying that Lan Wuxin, the entire blood clan hates it.

Everyone has different thoughts.

Unlike others, Qingge's internal organs and souls became happy.

Although the voice changed a lot, it was also, it had been three years, so how could it not change, but she could still hear it in an instant.

It was her laughter.

Before he knew it, Qingge's eyes turned red slightly, and his hand holding the wine glass was trembling slightly.

Mo Xie lowered his eyes and glanced at Qingge's hands, and his knuckles turned white.

She was excited about something.

"Come out." Feng Qingyang said.
Chapter completed!
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