Qingge stood in the dark corridor, looking up through the will-o'-the-wisps.
In a dark room, there is a gilded throne. The man is sitting with his back to her, and the slender figure can be vaguely seen.
He Xilou held the wine glass in his hand and shook it gently, causing the liquid in the glass to slosh.
Shiyi glanced at Qingge, bowed and left.
He Xilou is the smallest lord in the Apocalypse Sea Territory. He has an unpredictable temper, a feminine and decisive personality, and his methods are even more resolute.
It is said that ten years ago, he wandered into Tianqi Sea alone and fought his way through the sky with the sword in his hand.
He Xilou on the throne is wearing a black python robe. The giant python is outlined with gold thread. He does not use a jade crown to tie his hair. Instead, he arranges his hair perfectly. All the hair hangs down to one side smoothly, looking like a strange dress.
, particularly weird.
Qingge took a few steps forward and raised her hands, "It seems that Lord He is very interested in my battle."
"What a smart little guy, when did you discover my existence?" The throne turned, He Xilou faced Qingge, a glass mask covering his eyes, thin lips with very light color, tall nose, deep eyes, and narrow eyes
, his eyes revealed a strange look, both righteous and evil.
"Lord He's yin energy is too strong." Qingge said calmly, "I will notice you when you show up."
Yes, Qingge had noticed it from the moment He Xilou appeared on the beach, and that's why he risked his life like this.
"Tell me, your purpose." He Xilou asked.
Qingge raised her face, neither humble nor arrogant, nor timid, "I heard that Lord He used to be one of the eight kings of Tianqi Sea?"
Singing softly and raising eyebrows.
He Xilou's expression was as cold as frost. Suddenly, sharp and sharp light burst out from his eyes.
In an instant, a black and golden figure flew to Qingge's side. His slender, jade-like hands clasped Qingge's neck tightly, and with his fingers tightened, he slowly lifted Qingge up.
"Low continent Ye Qingge? You do have some abilities, but it's better to restrain yourself in the realm of gods." He Xilou said indifferently.
He Xilou's hands are softer and whiter than those of a beautiful woman. The skin is almost transparent like snow, and even the hair is hard to see. The fingers are crystal clear and round, and the bones are well-defined. They are very beautiful.
Qingge couldn't help but think that dying in such hands would be a beautiful thing.
The next moment, Qing Ge came back to her senses and her eyes fell on He Xilou.
He Xilou's kind face showed a strong murderous intent.
When Jie Shuanghua came over, her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw this scene.
She sneered coldly.
The saying "A companion to a king is like a companion to a tiger" is true.
He Xilou had insisted on this person just now, and now he wanted her life.
The heart of a king is the most unpredictable.
Jie Shuanghua looked at Qingge, none of the people He Xilou wanted to kill survived, and Ye Qingge was no exception.
Qingge's chest was filled with a sense of suffocation, every breath was extremely painful, her throat was sore, and her eyes were dry.
She tried her best and said calmly: "Cooperate with me, and I can help you regain the throne of the Eight Kings!"
"Just you? A tiny ant?" He Xilou smiled exaggeratedly.
The smiling He Xilou, with his jet-black hair disheveled and his eyes moist but filled with murderous intent, is truly a beauty in the world.
Jie Shuanghua frowned.
She thought Ye Qingge challenged the three war beasts in order to join He Xilou's sea area.
It seemed that she still underestimated Ye Qingge's courage.
cooperate?
A second-level great spiritual master dared to speak arrogantly and talk about cooperation.
He Xilou had no intention of stopping, Qingge closed his eyes, and a cluster of green lotus fire bloomed around his neck, burning He Xilou's hand.
Although she hasn't mastered the Qinglian Strange Fire yet, a cluster of strange fire caught off guard will definitely burn He Xilou.
A small part of He Xilou's white and tender hands was burnt black.
He Xilou's eyes were red, and he subconsciously wanted to slap Qing Ge on the face.
Qingge rolled on the spot to avoid the attack, while He Xilou moved downward with his palm, creating a deep hole in the ground.
Qingge looked at the still smoking pit, her eyebrows furrowed, if this slap hit her on the cheek, her head would probably be broken.
"Lord He is really ruthless." Qing Ge smiled as brightly as a flower, and the depths of his eyes were a little cold.
He Xilou was once the Eight Great Kings, calling the wind and rain on the boundless Apocalypse Sea. Unfortunately, he was killed by his sympathizing friends, and the sea area was occupied. He was sent to a deserted island in the world, imprisoned with those heinous prisoners, and suffered three years of cruelty.
The so-called friends showed mercy and took He Xilou out of the deserted islands and became the lord of the sea area outside Fengyun Town.
Every six months, the lords would pay homage to the Eight Kings.
He wanted to trample on He Xilou's dignity! Let He Xilou kneel in front of his enemy and break the gold on his knees.
Qing Ge has no chips, only in this way can he have a chance to fight.
Unfortunately, He Xilou's reaction was beyond her expectation.
But she also left a way out.
If He Xilou's murderous intention was aroused, she would certainly not be able to escape.
Fortunately, the Void Realm has now reached a certain level of cultivation, so I can temporarily use the Void Realm as a blindfold, and then quickly escape.
At the moment, that's all it can do.
She saw that He Xilou's eyes were red, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, his silky black hair was lifted up, and Qingge could see half of his ear.
Not bad! Under the black hair, there is only half an ear and old scabbed scars on the surface.
"Do you think I'm fooling you?" Qingge asked.
He Xilou put down his momentum, ducked, and sat on the gilded throne.
He rested his right elbow on the chair and dragged his cheek with his fingertips. He lazily raised his eyes to look at Jieshuanghua and said: "Catch her and send her to Xiao Shanyan in Zilingyuan. Xiao Shanyan will definitely be grateful for this gift.
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Jieshuanghua was slightly startled.
She glanced at Qingge with her sword.
After the battle in the ring, she has roughly understood Qing Ge's strength. She will never take it lightly this time, and must be extremely cautious.
Then he saw her coming with a frost flower sword in her hand, attacking Qingge, and the icy flowers bloomed in the sky. When they turned, the petals were like sharp blades, capable of cutting all the tough weapons in the world.
Jie Shuanghua went all out. Once Qingge faced off, she would never win. Moreover, she had just fought against the monsters and had exhausted all her strength.
Qing Ge turned to look at He Xilou and said, "Don't you want to kill your enemy with your own hands and get back everything that belongs to you?"
The sharp sword lifted up the frost flowers and attacked Qingge. He Xilou fluttered his sleeves, and all the flowers shattered in the wind.
He Xilou appeared in front of Qingge again, stretched out his long arms and hugged Qingge's soft and slender waist. He lowered his eyes and looked at Qingge deeply, "You came to me just to get rid of Xiao Shanyan, why bother?"
What are you talking about about the Eight Kings’ gimmick?”
The slender hand caressed Qingge's cheek.
"Become my bed slave, and Xiao Shanyan will be a dead body tomorrow." He Xilou smiled cruelly.
Hearing this, Jie Shuanghua was completely stunned and in a trance.
He Xilou was not close to women, kept to himself, and had a moody temperament.
Bed/slave?
He is so clean and self-possessed, how can he like such a cat and a dog of unknown origin?