Qing Ge glanced at the master phantom masters beside Wang Qinghong and couldn't help but sneer.
Wang Qinghong really couldn't forget her Shattering Edge Divine Bow.
No, speaking of it, Nan Xueluo should be obsessed with Feng Qi.
Love, hate, and hatred last for thousands of years, and it really starts.
There is never a right or wrong in love, there is only laughter and crying and one knows whether it is good or bad.
"This woman is really haunted." Feng Qi snorted, "She is also a genius, resourceful and strategist. Although she does not have the style of a general, she has the talent of a prime minister. She was born as a man, and she tortured everyone.
Ghost, her mind is full of resentment, even though I was cut into pieces. In all her years, has she ever lived for herself?"
Feng Qi is free and easy, at least, she will not live for a man.
Even if she is frustrated in love, she does whatever she wants.
Nan Xueluo lost herself in resentment.
"I don't know if Prince Wang came to Dongzhou in person, but he missed the welcome from afar." Gu Rongzha chuckled.
"Qinghong." Xiao Richen smiled slightly at Wang Qinghong.
Wang Qinghong sneered at the friendly attitude and compliments of the two people, but out of the corner of his eye, he was always paying attention to the woman in red who was sitting on the chair.
"I passed by the treasure land and heard about the feast and joy, so I came to join in the fun. You are all seniors, so you don't need to be restrained. I just want to trouble you to get a table and chair for me." After all, Wang Qinghong was the son of a wealthy family who was born to be pampered and well-off.
His words are extremely beautiful, and the self-confidence and arrogance derived from his bones are beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners.
"Come here, add tables and chairs!" Gu Rongzhao said quickly.
"Wait a minute." Wang Qinghong raised his hand to stop him.
Gu Rongzhao looked at Wang Qinghong in confusion. Wang Qinghong smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Qingge, and he led Wang Youer and a group of Phantom Spirit Master realm practitioners towards Qingqing with an air as powerful as thunder.
Song.
Throughout the feast, looking at the vast desert, the double dragon golden throne under Qing Ge was the most noble.
He is the prince of the Wang family, how could he condescend in front of a mere Ye Qingge?
Moreover, regardless of him and Ye Qingge, the feud between Nan Xueluo and Feng Qi will never end.
Wang Qinghong stopped about half a step in front of Qingge and looked at Qingge coldly with lowered eyes.
Wang Qinghong didn't speak. Instead, Wang You'er, who was wearing a black robe beside him, held a long spear on his back, and then the spear came out like a dragon and pointed at Qingge.
Then I saw him scornfully singing softly, and said coldly: "This position is not yours."
Qingge raised his eyes and looked at her.
It's Yuer.
Her good disciple.
She leaned lightly on the back of the chair, feeling very comfortable and lazy, calm and graceful.
Wang You'er's spear moved forward, and the tip of the spear was already touching Qingge's eyebrows, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out.
Liu Yan'er and Ye Qingcheng clap the table and rise up, the frost falls, the sound of the piano plays, the light of the sword is like a shadow, and the thunder suddenly appears.
Wang Youer's expression was indifferent and her body was upright. Her eyes, which she stared at Qingge, were like two unsheathed swords, extremely sharp, with a dark cold light, and murderous aura surging like a storm.
Ye Jingfeng saw that his daughter was being bullied, and suddenly stood up and moved forward. Qingge suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ye Jingfeng, her dark and deep eyes were like two whirlpools that could penetrate people's hearts, and she was looking at Ye Jingfeng for a moment.
, even though she remained silent, she stopped Ye Jingfeng's next movements.
Qing Ge raised her hands slightly and sat down Liu Yan'er and Ye Qingcheng.
Gu Rongzhao and Xiao Richen were surprised when they saw this from a distance.
They only thought that Ye Qingge was arrogant and reckless, but they forgot about this woman's extraordinary courage and courage.
Xiao Richen said softly: "If you look around the world, you can't find another woman with better courage than her."
"Yes." Gu Rongzhao said calmly: "Ye Jingfeng gave birth to a good daughter, but unfortunately, she is Ye Jingfeng's daughter."
Precisely because she is Ye Jingfeng's daughter, she is destined to die.
How many lives can be earned by those who have offended the Wang family clan?
And Gu Rongzhao just squeezed out her last use value to deal with Beiling's situation.
"Give way." You'er said calmly.
Wang Qinghong smiled jokingly.
The reason why he brought You'er here was to see this touching scene.
"Give it to Wang Qinghong? Who is he? He deserves to sit in my position?" Qingge pressed the spear between her brows, smiling like a flower, very charming.
The smile on Wang Qinghong's face gradually froze, and his complexion turned completely dark.
Wang Qinghong gritted his teeth. He wanted to tear apart Ye Qingge's smiling face. It was Ye Qingge's fearless spirit that made him hate it!
She should be afraid, she should surrender, and she should be admired!
"Presumptuous!" You'er yelled angrily, her eyes flashed with thunderous light, her aura was overwhelming, and her whole body was surging with energy. She tightened her grip on the spear in her hand, intending to shoot through Qing Ge's head, starting from the center of her eyebrows!
The smile on Qingge's face became more and more beautiful, like a beautiful flower blooming under the clear dew.
"You'er, we haven't seen you for a long time, don't you want to be your teacher?"
The song was calm and calm, the voice was clear and cold, and after speaking the shallow words, You'er's spear that was about to move forward stiffened and froze.
The indifferent expression on You'er's face was like a painting without color.
Countless images flashed through You'er's mind.
They are all black and white pictures, with no color at all.
Those sounds appeared in tiny pieces.
"Beautiful Master, you are the best and most beautiful Master in the world."
"Master Beauty, You'er will always be with you."
"Only he is worthy of being a master's wife."
"Master, Master..."
"..."
ah!
You'er's pupils tightened, with scarlet bloodshot eyes appearing.
Her body was filled with bloodthirsty and murderous aura, her heart was twitching slightly, and waves of vicious evil aura surged out from her heart, controlling her, making her lose control, and making her blind.
You'er tightened his grip on the spear and wanted to shoot it again.
However, looking at Qing Ge's smile, she fell into unreasonable pain.
Wang Qinghong turned around and looked at You'er in surprise, horrified.
Over the years, none of the puppets in the hands of the palace has ever been in a situation like You'er's.
Wang Qinghong pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and observed secretly, thoughtfully.
"You'er, kill her." Wang Qinghong ordered, and You'er had a splitting headache.
All over her body, even the blood flowing in her body was boiling, asking her to kill, kill the woman in front of her.
But for some reason, she couldn't do it.
How could she be willing to destroy such a beautiful smile?
ah……
You'er screamed, took back the spear, put her hand on the table, and shot across the palm bone.
The restlessness in her body needs blood to calm it down. If so, then use her blood.
Wang Qinghong's eyes narrowed and he shouted angrily: "You'er, what are you doing?"
Wang Qinghong was puzzled.
"Your Excellency Nan, why is this happening?" Wang Qinghong asked in confusion.
In the spiritual world, Nan Xueluo's cold voice sounded, "I can change her heart and control her people, but I can't eradicate her feelings. Her feelings for Ye Qingge are beyond our imagination." Nan Xueluo said.
Xueluo was also surprised. Although she had heard of this kind of situation, it was rare.