Qingcheng's hands unconsciously wrapped around Ren Qianqian's limp body, and when she held her in her arms, she felt that she was really fragile.
However, such a fragile and frail body had an identity that was incompatible with him. Even if he wanted to be kind to her, he couldn't.
Ren Qianqian, you really deserve to die! If I knew your identity that day, I would definitely kill you. It would be better than being so angry and having nowhere to vent. He had already guessed that she was probably this identity, but the guess was confirmed.
, the anger in my heart became even stronger.
"Brother, what should we do with her?" Zhufeng walked out and stood silently to one side and asked.
The air was filled with the smell of Ren Qianqian's blood, which made Zhufeng's eyes turn red. Even the oriole was a little commotion, but after all, the oriole hated Ren Qianqian, and was ashamed and angry that he was thirsty for her blood.
His lips turned elsewhere, and Oriole didn't say anything.
Zhufeng was almost going crazy. The blood was full of spiritual power. He almost wished he had to look at Qingcheng here and pounce on Ren Qianqian to suck her dry. But he was always afraid of Qingcheng, so he never made any move and did not dare to make any move.
Qingcheng hugged Ren Qianqian who was bathed in blood, her face was frozen and she didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, she said: "She is the head of the Demon Subduing Sect. She has many tricks and tricks. I am personally watching it."
Picking up Ren Qianqian, Qingcheng's hand accidentally held Ren Qianqian's pierced shoulder. Ren Qianqian frowned in pain while unconscious. Qingcheng glanced at her and slowly moved her hand.
She walked towards the palace where she was uninjured.
Oriole didn't expect Qingcheng to have no intention of killing Ren Qianqian at this time. Looking at Ren Qianqian, her eyes almost burst out with fire, but she still endured Zhufeng's warning gaze and asked: "Wang, what about that?"
this person……"
Yang Yun felt that if he didn't escape control at this time, he might not have a chance. He muttered something in his mouth and was about to use a magic spell to escape. But before he could make a move, Qingcheng waved his hand fiercely, and a powerful red demonic light suddenly turned into a red crazy sword.
When it slashed down, Yang Yun saw that the situation was not good, so he clasped his hands to block it.
Qingcheng smiled coldly: "You don't overestimate your capabilities." He pressed his palm down hard. Yang Yun's decades of demon-subduing skills were naturally not enough in the eyes of Qingcheng, a thousand-year-old snake demon. Before he could wait for him
When he resisted, his hands were split open, the demon light split from his Heavenly Spirit Cap, and his whole person was split in half in an instant. Blood splashed three feet high, but the person was not completely dead.
Yang Yun's left and right eyes looked at his bloody state respectively, and he died in horror. He could not rest in peace until he died.
Even Oriole turned pale after seeing such a bloody scene. It was the first time she knew that Wang's murder was so bloody and cruel.
Holding Ren Qianqian in her arms with one hand, Qingcheng turned around and said: "Take this person down and share it with others, and clean it up."
Zhufeng and Oriole knelt down with ugly expressions: "Yes."
They clearly knew that Qingcheng was angry, but they couldn't figure out where the anger came from. They didn't have time to figure it out. It was obvious that Qingcheng cared about Ren Qianqian, and the two looked at each other and decided to throw everything over.