There was a loud "pop" sound, and a large area of fallen flowers from the Night Demon's branches flew behind Qingcheng, leaving a mess.
How dare he destroy my flowers? Qingcheng turned around angrily: The man had just withdrawn his palm wind, and drew out the sword he carried with him, and aimed it at the Night Demon Girl in front of him and swung it hard. The person standing behind him seemed to be shouting
Li Mo Li's man, right? He has been watching everything his master did in strange ways, but he didn't say a word to stop him.
Looking at the ruined flowers and fallen leaves on the ground, Qingcheng's heart bleeds: These flowers have consumed all the flowers in Wuhua Palace, but they were destroyed by this inexplicable man!
Seeing Qingcheng stop and turn around, the man smiled! His smile was extremely enchanting, like a charming flower, exuding a bewitching aura.
"How dare you destroy it?" Qingcheng looked at him and said bitterly.
"It was you who asked me to destroy it, not me who wanted to destroy it!" He raised the corner of his mouth, releasing his demonic energy without hesitation, and continued to bewitch Qingcheng: "If you are obedient, stay and wait for me to let you know.
If you leave when you leave, I won't be like this! Do you think you let me destroy it? Because anyone who stands in my way will die." These words floated out of his mouth lightly, making people feel wet all over.
With a chill.
"Why should I listen to you!" Qingcheng was a little angry. This person is really unreasonable.
"I tell you to listen to me, so you have to listen to me." The command-like tone was forced and domineering. It sounded arrogant and unreasonable, but people dared not ignore it.
"Boring." Qingcheng snorted bitterly, glanced at him sideways, and turned around angrily to leave.
As soon as he raised his feet, his hand was taken by him, and the Night Demon Queen in his hand fell to the ground due to his tight grip, and was crushed by him when he stepped forward.
The handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of him, his dark eyes slightly narrowed with an evil light: "Girl, are you seriously not afraid of death?" Before Qingcheng could answer, he seemed to be distressed and reminded: "Those who rebel against me are also
You have to die, do you know? Girl."
Qingcheng looked back unwilling to be outdone, looking into his deep black eyes, unable to see the depth. For a moment, there was an illusion that he wanted to indulge in, even if he fell into eternal disaster, he would not hesitate!
"Haha! That's how you behave." The man smiled evilly, his eyes softened for a moment, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly moved closer to the eyes in front of him, and the touch on his lips was soft, moist and hot, and it was as close as a touch.
"Reward you!" The evil face immediately parted, stopped and looked at Qingcheng from a distance, with an uninhibited smile, looking at Qingcheng as if his conspiracy had succeeded.
Qingcheng looked at him as if he was belatedly aware of what happened suddenly. He suddenly woke up and quickly reached out and rubbed his lips desperately, as if removing some kind of mark.
"Do you really hate me so much?" This time he was unexpectedly lifeless, but seemed aggrieved as if he was hurt. His slightly lowered eyes suddenly flashed, his hand was pulled hard by him, and his body couldn't help but turn into
In his arms: "I don't believe I can't even conquer a little girl!" As he said that, he hugged Qingcheng tightly and leaned over.
Looking at the handsome face getting closer and closer, with the strange smile in his eyes, Qingcheng shouted urgently: "No." But the weak voice made it sound like he wanted to refuse and welcome.
"Miss." Butterfly's crisp voice came from afar.
"Are you the goddess of heaven?" The man was startled, his arms loosened, and Qingcheng was freed from the confinement. His eyes suddenly gathered and shot towards Qingcheng like pillars.
"Yeah." Qingcheng nodded heavily as he retreated from what he considered a safe zone.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He said, as if he had been deceived by Qingcheng, with anger in his tone.
"You didn't ask me." Qingcheng said disdainfully, his clothes a little messy, and turned to look at the butterfly running from a distance.
"Goddess, right! Very good, tonight's banquet! I hope you can bring me a surprise!" He looked at Qingcheng intently for a long while and said with a smile, still as enchanting as a flower, releasing venom!
He turned around and walked away, followed by the silent guard.
"My name is Bei Mu Kuang, don't forget it!" he turned around and warned Qingcheng as if he suddenly remembered.
Bei Mu is crazy! Qingcheng looked at the back of the fading figure: The man he met at the Flower Court a few years ago turned out to be the newly established king of the Bei Mu Kingdom. Xuanyuan Qi came to the throne with blood in his mouth, a cold and ruthless man.
, thinking about it, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body, and I felt cold.
Butterfly, who came out of breath, looked at Night Demon Princess on the ground and was puzzled: "Miss, are the imperial concubines coming?"
"Don't worry, they won't come here!" Qingcheng touched Butterfly's frightened face and said with a smile: "There is a banquet in the evening, so I have to bother Butterfly again!"
"Miss, is it true? Can I go?" Butterfly seemed to be bored here, looking at Qingcheng with a novel look on his face.
She glanced at the broken branches and leaves at her feet. She was really bored just to keep herself company. The devil's flower couldn't be touched. Apart from pestering Qingcheng, there were only a handful of things that could cure her. He smiled and tapped her.
"Yes! But you have to dress up nicely, because there are monarchs from other countries."
"Really?" Butterfly seemed extremely excited.
"Cooked."
"hehe!"
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