As soon as the guard finished speaking, Ye Jingjing walked in.

Ye Jingjing simply broke the jar and gave up. The scar on her face was covered with a mask without covering it. She just exposed it, fearless.

Ye Jingjing walked in with a smile on her face and crossed the threshold.

Since seeing Ye Qingge, the smile on Ye Jingjing's face has basically never stopped.

She hasn't seen her for a few years, but she has grown much taller, but she is also extremely thin.

Suddenly, the smile on Ye Jingjing's face frozen in an instant, and her face was full of anger.

At that moment, Ye Jingjing, who was burning in anger, was like Shura from the underworld, the God of Death who judged life.

Everyone in the room was stunned when they looked at Ye Jingjing. For some reason, Ye Jingjing was so angry.

Everyone looked at each other.

Qingge looked at Ye Jingjing, and the clear light flashed in her eyes.

The Lord of Glory said that the ominous god of the Nether Island is moody and unpredictable, and the clouds are uncertain. When laughing, all living beings congratulate, and when angry, they pile up white bones.

The night Jingjing used to be ignorant of the world, innocent and innocent, like white paper, pure and clean, and uncontaminated.

Qingge wants her to keep going for nothing and not jump into the big stain vat of the world.

Ye Jingjing was hanging a Changhong Sword on her waist. Suddenly, Ye Jingjing pulled out the Changhong Sword. In an instant, the sound of the sword suddenly sounded, and the sword intention swam wildly in the house, full of momentum.

Ye Jingjing walked to Qingge, her eyes turned purple and gloomy.

"Come on? The habit of Changhong Sword available?" Qingge tried to calm Ye Jingjing's hostility.

Ye Jingjing was trembling and collapsed a few pounds. The monstrous murderous intent seemed to condense into substance in the air.

"Who hurt you?" Ye Jingjing stared at Qingge's collarbone, and the large piece of purple green, like two sharp knives, pierced into Ye Jingjing's eyes.

She couldn't stand it.

Her soul was burning, and she was suffering from the pain of thousands of arrows piercing her heart.

When she saw these scars on Ye Qingge's body, she thought that Ye Qingge suffered a huge grievance, Ye Jingjing would go crazy.

Everything she did was just to protect Ye Qingge.

Qingge was surprised and shocked. She looked down at Ye Jingjing's glaring angry place. She was surprised for a while before she realized what was going on.

"Hahaha……"

In the spiritual world, there were exaggerated laughter from nightmare.

It turned out that the little girl regarded Ye Qingge's love traces as if she had been beaten up.

How could Ye Jingjing not be angry?

Under his nose, there was someone who dared to attack Ye Qingge.

It's so funny.

But Qingge is more distressed.

Her heart seemed to be squeezed by the demon claws, and bursts of pain.

Deep into the bone marrow.

Qingge looked at Ye Jingjing's serious face, full of anger, and couldn't help but sigh.

Her essence is still as pure as ever.

Even though she went deep into the worldly stain vat, she was still a piece of white paper.

However, she began to deal with the bloody soul.

She didn't know anything, and in her eyes, the world was only so small.

Qingge coughed, stood up, and hugged Ye Jingjing.

Night Jingjing is very thin, as thin as a bamboo pole.

Qingge wishes that Ye Jingjing would grow two pounds of meat.

"Sister, tell me, I'll chop his head." Ye Jingjing's purple eyes were gloomy and her murderous aura was irritated.

Qingge's cheeks turned red.

Ye Jingjing wants to chop off Ji Yue?

"Mei'er, come." Qingge looked at Bai Mei'er, and Bai Mei'er walked towards the two of them.

"Mei'er, take her to the inner room and tell me what's going on." Qingge said.

She really couldn't explain this matter.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Ji Yue for exerting too much force.

Ye Jingjing looked at Qingge suspiciously, and then walked towards the inner room with Bai Meier.

In the inner room, Bai Meier explained the details of the matter between men and women to Bai Meier.

将白点,轻歌身上的,是吻痕,爱的痕迹,而非被恶人暴揍.

Ye Jingjing opened her eyes slightly widened, with a curious look on her face, and finally she was so ashamed that she blushed.

What did she do just now...

She actually thought Qingge was bullied.

Seeing Ye Jingjing understand, Bai Meier took a breath.

Ye Jingjing was about to walk out, looking casually at Bai Meier's neck.

Bai Meier's skin is crystal clear, like a piece of jade, thin and exaggerated.

"This piece of skin is not suitable for you." Ye Jingjing said subconsciously.

Suddenly, Bai Meier's face changed drastically, and her heart sank suddenly, as if she was falling into the abyss.

Bai Meier's face was white and miserable.

After Ye Jingjing finished speaking, she walked out.

Her eyes were once the cleanest gem in the world without any impurities. Because of this, when Ye Qingge was the ugly one, her eyes could see Qingge's beauty clearly through the purple birthmark.

At this moment, as before.

Ye Jingjing can see the defects of this beautiful thin skin.

Bai Meier's heart was trembling.

More than once, she thought of the original owner of this skin, who turned into a ghost and asked her for life.

How did the man she saw with her own eyes be skinned.

Of course, she was also peeled, otherwise, how could she wear new skin?

In this process, it is hard for others to imagine how painful she is.

Ye Jingjing left the inner room, Bai Meier looked down at her hands, her slender fingers, but she was so unfamiliar.

This body of skin is repelling her flesh and blood.

Bai Meier sorted out her emotions and walked out, but her white face could not be covered.

Ye Jingjing sat upright on the chair and suddenly smashed the Changhong Sword in her hand hard on the table, "What kind of broken sword? If you sell it out, you should be able to exchange for a few spiritual pills."

Qingge: "..."

Changhong Sword: "..." Who did the baby provoke whom?

Qingge laughed, Ye Jingjing was cute, deliberately covering up the embarrassment just now.

"Jingjing, will you stay for dinner at night?" Qingge asked.

"Okay, I want to eat pear blossom crisps and osmanthus cake." Ye Jingjing said.

Her taste has not changed even in the past few years.

"Mei'er, did you hear it? Let's do it?" Qingge said.

"Yes." Bai Meier walked down.

After Bai Meier left, Ye Jingjing raised her hand, her palm facing outward, and the black elements gathered, and suddenly, the door of the house closed.

Ye Jingjing looked at Qingge with a serious expression, "Sister, there is a layer of dead skin hanging on that person."

The skin was lifeless and dead, like a corpse.

Qingge was surprised and never thought that Ye Jingjing could see it so quickly.

"I know." Qingge smiled and released his anger as he spoke.

Dead skin...

In this way, General Bai Hon Hai’s daughter is really dead.

As the leader of the massacre army, she doesn't even have the ability to protect her own people!

Ming Qianxue!

A red light suddenly appeared in Qingge's eyes. She was carrying a teapot and preparing to pour tea for Ye Jingjing. She couldn't help but increase the strength. The spiritual energy emitted, and the strong wind blew, and the spiritual energy was like a storm, directly crushing the tea set into powder.

There was no too much expression on Qingge's face.

Cold, indifferent, and a little alienated.

One day, she will let Ming Qianjue taste the pain of skinning.

She wanted to carry Ming Qianjue's body and place it in front of Bai Honghai's tomb to pay tribute to Bai Honghai's spirit in heaven.

Qingge closed his eyes and covered the bloody red mist with heavy anger.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still glorious, as calm as before, and was not surprised by the favor and disgrace.
Chapter completed!