[69 Book Bar - www.] Saying that, Range went to pull Lingche, but she saw Lingche’s cold eyes looking at the ghost king, as if he was competing for something, and she couldn’t pull him away. In exchange, he just
Lingche slapped an angry palm.
Range flew upside down and avoided Lingche's palm, with deep worry in her eyes.
"Ghost King, hum!"
Lingche flew forward and aimed the scimitar in his hand directly at the Ghost King's neck to chop off.
"Little girl, let's practice for a few more years!"
The Ghost King dragged Zhong Liluo out of the way and disappeared.
Lingche tightened the scimitar in his hand and sneered coldly, "Shut up!"
"Lingche, go back."
Range stepped forward, held Lingche's hand, and said gently. She really wanted to ask Lingche, who are you and why did you kill Zhongliluo? However, she knew that Lingche would not tell, so she had no choice but to
Find out for yourself.
"If it weren't for you, he would definitely die. Don't interfere with my affairs anymore!"
Lingche gave a warning look and walked away.
Range followed Lingche, her eyes searching, who is she?
"Range!"
Gong Qianmo walked out of the woods tremblingly alone. The blood stains from the corner of his mouth made Range's mind go blank for a moment. Qianmo was injured, where were the two children?
"Where's the child?"
Range quickly stepped forward to support Gong Qianmo and asked urgently.
"Taken away by that bitch Mu'er and the Ghost King!"
Gong Qianmo said angrily, with guilt in her heart, "Range, I didn't take good care of them, hit me, hit me!"
Was taken away!
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Lingche's lips. She had forgotten that if An An died, then she wouldn't have to obey the goddess's instructions to marry him. A trace of luck flashed in her heart, and she flew away.
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"That's enough, Qianmo, you go and gather in secret for a killing spree, search for information, find out which way they went, I'll chase them!"
Ran Ge's eyes turned cold, a strong murderous intention flashed through his heart, and his black hair danced wildly in the dark night, like a succubus.
Gong Qianmo pointed in a direction, and Ran Ge flew out directly. In the dark night, he saw only a purple shadow cutting across the sky. After chasing it for a long time, he could not see half of the figure.
Ghost King, Mu'er, you'd better not touch my child, otherwise, I will cut off your descendants!
Range lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his long eyelashes covered the strong murderous aura in his eyes.
Late at night, Nanzhao Imperial Palace.
I saw the afterimage sweep away, the purple shadow flashed, and the palace guards looked at each other, thinking that they were dazzled.
"Zhongliluo!"
In the emperor's palace, Ran Ge walked out like a ghost, and a cold voice sounded in the dark night. With the cold wind blowing, the quiet palace seemed unusually scary.
Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Zhong Liluo was startled and had already jumped up from the bed. When he saw Ran Ge, he became even more confused.
"Ge'er, why are you here?"
Zhongliluo was puzzled. They had just met and she didn't want to kill him, so why did she come to him? While he was puzzled, Zhongliluo took a deep look at Range. Her martial arts skills were such that she could come and go freely.
The palace was not discovered. She has not found him for so many years. Is it because she has forgiven him?
"Where's the child?"
Ran Ge raised his eyebrows, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"What child? After I was taken away by the Ghost King, I returned to the palace alone. Could it be that he went back to capture your child? Are you okay?"
Zhong Liluo immediately stepped forward to check whether there were any injuries on Range's body.
The cold wind swept away, and the purple figure seemed to be blown away by the wind. Ran Ge had already turned to Zhong Liluo's side.
"You really don't know?"
Ran Ge frowned and stared straight at Zhong Liluo, as if she would take action directly if she saw his evasive eyes.
However, Zhong Liluo didn't. He shook his head slowly, his eyes a little confused and confused. What happened? Why did the Ghost King kidnap Ge'er's child?
"Ge'er, don't worry, I will send someone to help you find it."
Zhongliluo looked at Range with some worry.
"It's best not to have anything to do with you, otherwise, I will definitely kill you!"
As soon as the words fell, Ran Ge disappeared.
Zhong Liluo summoned Feng Yunqi late at night and asked people to immediately search for the whereabouts of the Ghost King. He also sent people to intelligence bases in various places to issue orders to find out the whereabouts of Ran Ge's children within three days.
Among the peach blossoms, the moonlight shines, the flowers fall silently, and the fragrance is intoxicating.
Outside, the night was so beautiful, but that place was filled with a bloodthirsty and murderous atmosphere.
In a wooden house, An An and the little dragonfly were suspended in the air by iron chains. Below was a large iron pot filled with boiling oil.
The fiery red flames set off the two young faces, as if they were condemning their death.
There was crackling, firewood exploding, oil waves rolling, and the smell of death gradually came.
"Ugly woman, let us go quickly, otherwise, when my mother comes, she will destroy your ugly face, and then you will have no descendants!"
An An stared at the hot oil pan below. Not only was he not afraid at all, but he said angrily.
"Your mommy?"
Mu'er laughed wildly, "Who cares about you! No one can save you now! Wait a minute, I'll let you taste the feeling of being fried! Am I ugly? Humph——"
Mu'er raised her whip and threw it directly on An An's face, and a hideous blood mark appeared on An An's handsome face.
"Damn it, mom, how dare you hit me!"
An An yelled, damn woman, just wait for him, if he doesn't die, she will have to jump out of the frying pan on her own initiative!
"Ugly woman, don't hit Brother An An. If you hit me, don't hit him!"
When the little dragonfly saw An An being beaten, he immediately glared at Mu'er fiercely.
"Coming to you soon!"
Mu'er swiped the whip and brushed it directly on the pink and tender face of the little dragonfly, causing blood to drip immediately.
"If you say I'm ugly, then I'll mess up your faces first, then blow you up, and then throw your bodies to feed wild dogs!"
The corners of Mu'er's mouth curled up sinisterly, and she squinted at the two children with sinister and proud eyes. The whip in her hand suddenly touched the oil, "Guess what will happen to your faces when this whip goes down?
Ha ha--"
"Bah! Ugly woman, if you have the ability, let me down, and we will fight to the death. You are like this, you are nothing!"
An Anxian spat in disgust, "You only relied on your master to capture us. In fact, you are not even a piece of shit. If you have the ability, please come down and let us compete!"
"No, don't use provocation, it's useless!"
Mu'er stretched out her index finger and shook it, smiling wildly, "Today, no matter what you say, you will not escape!"