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Chapter 1949 The Warrior of the Qinglian Clan

Ye Weiping's eyes widened in horror, and his body was trembling.

After Qingge cut off his clothes with the Mingwang Sword, he revealed numerous wounds.

The tip of the knife wandering over these wounds is terrifying.

Stab——

The tip of the knife made a gash, and blood flowed gurglingly.

One person and one snake blocked the white moonlight. Ye Weiping fell into despair and could vaguely see Qingge's face.

She was like a devil, with an invisible abyss of darkness deep in her eyes.

To deal with people like Ye Weiping, you have to use more ruthless methods than him. Qingge understands this truth well.

"Hand over the Flowing Fire Bead and give you a happy understanding." Qingge said.

Ye Weiping's eyes were about to burst, and his wide-open eyes were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.

He is not willing to die.

How could he, Ye Weiping, die in such a cowardly manner when he was so famous all his life?

Click!

The tip of Qingge's knife went down and penetrated Ye Weiping's shoulder blade.

The Snake King came forward, with its huge head and green eyes, Ye Weiping was filled with horror.

"In the cabinets on the lower three floors of Nanyuan of Xixuan Palace." Ye Weiping said quickly.

Qing Ge's eyes were indifferent, and he raised the knife in his hand. The blade slashed Ye Weiping's neck, and a pool of deep red blood gradually appeared on the brocade quilt under his body.

Ye Weiping fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open.

"I heard that those girls who were killed by you were thrown into the well in the backyard of Xixuan Palace. It's time for you to accompany them." Qing Ge wrapped Ye Weiping in a brocade quilt and left, heading to Xixuan Palace.

There was a dry well in the backyard of Xixuan Palace, and Qingge threw Ye Weiping into it along with him.

It doesn't matter whether you can find the Flowing Fire Bead, just cut the grass and root out the roots and do justice for heaven.

With a bang, Ye Weiping fell into the dry well.

There are countless corpses and bones in this bottomless dry well.

Qingge sat on the dry well, lowered her eyes, and stared into the dim night with empty eyes.

"Snake King, I give you the Flowing Fire Bead. Please return the little snake to me." She raised her eyelids slightly, her eyes full of loneliness.

The Snake King was startled. She looked at the girl's profile and thought of the coming disaster.

"Do you know the Qinglian clan?" Snake King asked.

Qingge's eyes flickered. When she mentioned the Qinglian clan, a snow-white figure that did not disturb the dust flashed in her mind, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not remember it.

So what's going on?

Qingge looked gloomy.

"I was once a war general of the Qinglian clan. Later, I was punished. The Qinglian clan disappeared from the world, and I was forgotten in the Snake King's Cave Dead Man's Tomb. I stayed there for tens of millions of years. The reason why I can survive to this day is

I hope to return to Qinglian one day and become the supreme warrior." The snake king sat leaning against the dry well like a human being, blocking the wind from Qing Ge.

"War general of the Qinglian clan, if you return to the position of general, will you step on my corpse?"

Qing Ge suddenly stood up and walked to the Snake King and stared at her, his eyes filled with a cold and sharp color, spreading a bit of sarcasm.

The Snake King looked at the woman's snow-white and delicate face, shook his big head but was completely speechless.

This girl is too alert.

She can find any clues.

"You already have the answer in your heart." Snake King said.

"Instigated by others?" Qingge asked.

"Sorry, I can't tell you this."

"..."

Qingge fell silent, and the thoughts in his mind turned over and over again.

Qinglian clan, when has she ever offended the Qinglian clan?

The only thing she has related to the Qinglian clan is the Qinglian Strange Fire.

"You go, I just want the little snake." Qingge said lonely.

"You and I are not natural enemies. I don't want to step on your body and return to the position of general. I can help you during this time." Snake King said.

"In your eyes, does the position of a general become unattainable?"

Qingge held the sword in his right hand, and drew the sword like the wind. Amidst the lightning and thunder, the King Ming's sword was pointed between the eyes of the Snake King.

She moved forward. The snake's skin was as solid as a rock, steel and iron bones, and the blade could not make a wound.

Qing Ge raised her chin slightly, and the gentle wind blew through the dry well, blowing away the broken hair on her forehead, revealing a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, overflowing with light, shining brighter than the vast stars in the night.

Qingge raised one corner of his lips and smiled evilly, full of domineering air, just like the emperor of the dark night dominating all the ghosts, "You have been forgotten and abandoned, it means that someone can replace you, and even do better than you."

Okay. What would you do if you go back to a place like this? Millions of years have passed and time has passed. People in that place have changed. Even if you go back, will you still be a respected general? Why don't you follow me and become your own leader?

King, relive your life and change the color of this world, and you are just my general, and everyone in the world will surrender to you."

The Snake King was stunned.

Does this woman know what she is talking about?

Become her own warrior.

She is Xiong Tao's martial arts talent and extraordinary strength, but she is just a fifth-level spiritual master without true energy.

Can she replace the Qinglian clan?

What a crazy dream.

But for some reason, the Snake King felt tears filling his eyes when he looked at her silver hair and unwavering eyes.

"You girl, you are really..." The Snake King was helpless.

Qingge raised her eyebrows, and a ridiculous sentence flashed through her mind, "You ignore me today, but you can't reach me tomorrow."

Pfft. Qing Ge laughed out loud, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, as if the snow had melted and become brighter and brighter.

The Snake King was fascinated by it.

Ye Qingge's beauty is so exaggerated that even monsters cannot describe it.

This kind of beauty scares many men away.

She is a piece of thousand-year-old ice, and beneath the ice is hot magma.

I wonder, who dares to embrace such a beauty?

To go towards her is to live towards death.

"Let me meet the little snake, I miss her." For the past few years, these pets have been accompanying her all the way.

"It doesn't have much time." The snake king finished speaking, Qingge's eyes were sharp, and the snake king hurriedly explained: "He has no idea of ​​​​living anymore, so I can't save him. He hopes that I can help you."

The Snake King paused, "I'll let him see you."

The snake king closed his eyes, and the snake's body continued to shrink, until it finally shrank into a small lump in the dry well.

After a long time, the white moonlight became more intense, and the little snake opened its eyes.

Crimson Thunder Snake looked at Qingge in surprise, like a lively child about to throw herself into Qingge's arms.

After a while, the Crimson Thunder Snake drooped its head, looking very disappointed. Occasionally, it glanced at Qingge, feeling uneasy.

Qingge stretched out her hands to hold it in her arms.

Perhaps it was due to the realm of nothingness that Qingge could feel the passage of the little snake's life.

She closed her wet eyes.

The little snake gave the remaining life to the snake king.

It respects the Snake King very much and believes that the Snake King can help Qing Ge.

Qingge held the little snake in both hands, squatted down, and stared at it with big eyes.

"How could there be such a stupid snake as you?"

Qingge said to herself, "You want to die. Have you asked me? Do you regard me as your contractor?"

What she needs is never to fight side by side.

She just needs someone to accompany her and give her the courage to fight until the end.


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