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Chapter 1366 One Life

Mei Qingchen's sudden intervention caused complete silence in this small world.

Several bone-deep wounds on Lan Wuxin's body were bleeding continuously. She was supported by Mei Qingchen and raised her eyes to look at Ye Qingge, feeling lingering fear and fear.

Ye Qingge's power was beyond her imagination.

This only made her more bloodthirsty.

This way, it's more interesting, isn't it?

Qingge stood there, she pulled out the Mingwang sword stuck in the snow with a little force, and wiped the blood on the sword with her sleeves. She was indifferent to Mei Qingchen's words and didn't care at all.

In the past two or three years, have Mei Qingchen done many disgusting things?

There was a cold smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, a pair of cold eyes shining with green light, her figure was thin, the cold wind was blowing, the snow was rolled up, and the hem of her robe was flying and swaying.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Mei Qingchen indifferently.

Then, Qingge held a knife and approached him.

After taking two steps, Qingge paused and suddenly raised the Mingwang knife, pointing the tip of the knife directly at the tip of Mei Qingchen's nose. Qingge sneered and said contemptuously: "Who put the blood-drinking needle into my body? Who put the residual poison?

Who knew that the world-famous Master Mei Jing could be so shameless and not afraid of being laughed at?"

"If you behave, how can you suffer the pain of the poison?" Mei Qingchen is still messing around and confusing right and wrong.

Hearing this, Qingge's expression gradually changed dramatically, and she laughed exaggeratedly. This sharp laughter echoed in the night of the Ice Valley.

Qing Ge put away the King Ming Sword and said, "Mei Qingchen, that's enough."

Enough?

not enough.

Qingge's eyes were filled with scarlet blood mist. Her eyes were fierce and cruel, like a cold-blooded tyrant.

The relationship between her and Mei Qingchen was not enough.

Mei Qingchen and Lan Wuxin must both die and neither one of them can live.

She has never been a soft-hearted person. Old and new accounts, old and new grudges will have to be settled sooner or later. Her forbearance now is just for the sake of killing her with one blow in the future.

One day, she will pick up the knife and chop off their heads without hesitation, causing the hot blood to splash three feet high.

However, right now, she is not qualified to challenge the authority of the vampire clan.

But she firmly believes that one day it will happen.

"Let's go."

Qingge's face was expressionless as she walked towards Wuyou and Fenque. Her back was as straight as a green pine and her black eyes were deep.

Mei Qingchen looked at that graceful back figure in the dark night of wind and snow, as misty as smoke. For some reason, Mei Qingchen felt a strange feeling in her heart, which was heart-wrenching.

Seeing Qingge going further and further away, Wuyou helped Fen Que follow Qingge.

At this moment, Mei Qingchen pushed Lan Wuxin away and rushed forward.

Lan Wuxin fell to the ground, frowning and looking forward, her eyes dark and cold.

The Queen of the Far North was frightened and quickly and carefully helped Lan Wuxin up.

On the other side, Mei Qingchen rushed behind Qingge, stretched out her hands, and hugged the woman's soft waist.

Qingge stopped in her steps, pursed her thin lips tightly, and a strand of broken hair slid down from her forehead, covering her eyebrows. Half of her face seemed to be trapped in a shadow purgatory.

"Qingge, don't leave." The most gentle one.

It's hard to imagine that this time it came from Mei Qingchen's mouth.

The moonlight fell on Mei Qingchen's face, which looked pale. In the past few years, he had become more haggard and more miserable.

Mei Qingchen lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands increased their strength, wishing to break them and crush them into pieces.

It seems that he will not let go even if he dies.

Wuyou looked at Mei Qingchen, his expression turned cold, and he clenched his hands to stop himself.

"Don't go."

Mei Qingchen murmured softly.

Looking back at Qingge, my eyes are full of gloom and coldness.

Mei Qingchen is a very good performer. One moment she wants to kill her, but the next she wants to take her home.

ridiculous!

Qingge closed her eyes and said, "Mr. Mei."

Mei Qingchen was stunned, her eyes widened, and her heart was filled with joy.

Three years ago, he was the military advisor of the Lieyun mercenary group. When Ye Qingge went to the Western Sea with the mercenary group for training, she often called him Mr. Mei.

The past events were still vivid in her mind, and Mei Qingchen's eyes turned red, but she smiled gently.

No one knows what he is thinking or what he wants.

"Back in the canyon, I owed you my life."

While Qing Ge spoke, he slowly raised the King Ming Sword.

Mei Qingchen was in a daze.

Suddenly, the knife in the singer's hand penetrated the left side of the chest, the tip was stained with blood, and then pierced into Mei Qingchen's body.

Mei Qingchen's eyes widened, her body trembled, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. He frowned, as if he was still in chaos, and looked at Qingge in disbelief.

Qingge smiled slightly and pulled out the knife. Blood spurted out from the wound on her chest, dyeing her clothes red. She turned back to look at Mei Qingchen, and then said: "Now, I'll give it back to you."

"You..." Mei Qingchen opened her mouth, with blood on her lips and teeth.

Qing Ge stretched out her hand and patted Mei Qingchen's face, "Remember, protect yourself. Next time, I will kill you, and the vampires can't interfere."

Qingge glanced sideways at Lan Wuxin.

She didn't owe Mei Qingchen anything, she just wanted to remember this pain and hatred, and she would pay it back a hundred times in the future.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind in the ice valley is whistling past with a biting sound.

Qingge walked slowly towards the end of the road, Wuyou and Fenque followed behind.

Wuyou was taciturn. He lowered his head and glanced at the snow not far ahead. There was some blood on Qingge's body.

Even if she is made of steel, she cannot withstand such torture.

But he understands.

She hates.

I hate the injustice of the universe, I hate my own failure and powerlessness, and that’s why I suffer repeatedly.

All he can do is accompany her on this journey.

Back at the inn, the sky is getting brighter.

Qing Ge took Fen Que directly to Chi Yu's room. Chi Yu saw the wound on Qing Ge's chest and looked at Chi Yu. She knew what was going on without even thinking about it.

"Is it serious?" Wuyou asked.

"I can't die." Akabane said angrily.

Qingge glanced at Akabane and smiled bitterly: "Are you angry? I have my own sense of discretion and I'm not afraid."

Akabane remained silent, put Qingge aside, took out the medicine box, and treated Fen Que.

Fen Que's condition was very serious, with bruises all over his body, bruises all over his body, and no good piece of flesh. This shows how serious Lan Wuxin's attack was, and he didn't even miss his old relationship even though he was torn apart.

It was difficult for Fen Que to even open his eyes. He glanced at Qing Ge, feeling very worried.

Akabane wanted to take off Fen Que's cloak, but Fen Que suddenly reacted violently.

Seeing this, Qing Ge wanted to stop him, but Fen Que calmed down.

Akabane didn't think much about it. Fen Que had wounds all over his body. If he wanted to heal them, he had to take off his clothes, especially the cloak.

However, after taking off the cloak, Akabane's eyes suddenly tightened, and the potion in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, shattering, and the blue potion flowed all over the floor.

The man has a face exactly like Mei Qingchen!

Wuyou was shocked when he saw this.

The two of them looked at Qingge, who was indifferent.

Obviously, she already knew it.

"What's going on..." Akabane pointed his finger and couldn't help but ask: "His face..."

"No matter what his appearance is, he is still Fenque." Qingge said.

Chiyu and Wuyou looked at each other and were instantly relieved. Indeed, as long as they knew that he was Fen Que.

Akabane concentrated on healing Akabane. During the process, he took out a pink potion and threw it at Qing Ge roughly. "To stop bleeding and heal injuries, apply it to the injured area."

Qingge caught the potion and smiled.

The awkward look of the little boy is really cute.


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