I secretly guessed in my heart, could this person be Qingyue's master?
Long Qingyue rushed forward, the spiritual power in his hand surged, and the red light shone. The red light on the Hanle sword was as sharp as lightning. He avoided the body of the dead man, and his body moved from under the dead man in an extremely strange way.
The shape slid across the ground. He immediately turned around and struck out with his sword, as fast as lightning.
The red light struck the dead man's shoulder, and there was a crisp sound of "clang". The sword blade cut into the dead man's left shoulder. No blood flowed out, but a stench emanated from the dead man's body.
Long Qingyue's eyes changed slightly and he immediately held his breath. Smelling too much of this kind of dead soldier's breath would also cause signs of poisoning.
Qin Lieyan had been vigilantly observing every move from a distance, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes. Xiaoyue's speed and movement skills were pretty good.
The dead man suffered a secret loss and howled like a wild wolf, forcefully shaking Long Qingyue's eyes out. With a red and vicious light flashing in his ferocious eyes, he jumped towards Long Qingyue,
Two slender palms grabbed it in the air, with a faint sound of sonic boom tearing through the air.
A trace of astonishment flashed across Long Qingyue's indifferent face. Those white and slender hands were obviously that of a woman. Could it be that this dead warrior was a woman? Without thinking too much at the moment, she raised the sword in her hand and faced the two seemingly weak but powerful figures.
The palm of terrible power.
At the same time, spiritual power surged in her body, converging on the lightsaber. A loud bang was heard. Long Qingyue felt her arms were slightly numb, and her blood surged in her body. She was hit by the powerful force of the dead warrior and was thrown to the ground.
He took dozens of steps back.
The dead soldier was very powerful. After one blow, he did not retreat and continued to charge forward.
A cold light appeared in Long Qingyue's eyes. He turned around quickly and with a flick of his finger, a streak of white flame shot out.
When the dead man saw the white flames, there seemed to be a hint of fear in his confused and lifeless eyes. In the bright and hot firelight, Long Qingyue finally saw the dead man's face clearly. What kind of face was that?
, the scars on it are vertical and horizontal, densely covered, like fine spider webs.
However, Long Qingyue froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning. She remembered that face.
"In order to avoid my father's pursuit, I had to destroy my appearance. All this, I just want to take revenge and kill you with my own hands!"
These are what Wu Jiaojiao said before she died.
She saw with her own eyes that Wu Jiaojiao fell off the cliff and died. Why did he suddenly become a dead soldier and appear in front of her?
Who is so vicious that he didn't even spare Wu Jiaojiao's body... This obviously made Wu Jiaojiao unable to live in peace even after death.
In the entire Qinglong Kingdom, Wu Jiaojiao had no deep grudges with anyone else except herself.
Just when Long Qingyue was so sluggish for a second, the dead man's palm struck like a diamond hammer.
"Be careful." Qin Lieyan frowned, waved his sleeves, and neutralized the power of the dead man. He pulled Long Qingyue back into his arms. When he lowered his head and saw her pale face, he couldn't help but wonder.
Said: "What's wrong, Xiaoyue?"
Nangong Yun stepped forward in surprise. When he saw the scarred face of the dead man opposite him, he frowned slightly and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. Obviously, this noble and self-righteous prince did not recognize the dead man in front of him.
The scholar is Wu Jiaojiao, with whom he once had a romantic relationship.
"It's her." Qin Lieyan had a look of surprise on his face.
