Nan Xueluo rushed straight into the Demon Puppet Land, so fast that only a series of afterimages were left in the sky.
Before following the path of the demon puppet into the ground, Nan Xueluo raised her eyebrows and looked back in Qingge's direction in slight surprise.
Nan Xueluo raised her sharp chin slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her fair face.
"Fengqi...go to hell..."
Suddenly, Nanxue fell into the depths of the underground rock spring.
Qingge, who had fainted, was being held hostage by Wang Qinghong.
At this moment, the light curtain above the altar for people to watch was completely dark.
"Wang Qinghong, are you crazy?" Ye Xuanji stared at Wang Qinghong and held Qingge in her arms.
Wang Qinghong raised his chin and smiled contemptuously, "Ye Xuanji, the two continents of the South and the North have a marriage once in a century to consolidate the relationship between the two continents. You may not know that this time, it is you that my father wants, right?"
Ye Xuanji's expression changed slightly, and Yan Liufang held a long sword in hand to stop Wang Qinghong.
"You two from Nanzhou are extremely ignorant." Wang Shangdao sneered, "Why do you keep helping Ye Qingge? If you want natural resources, wealth, wealth, my palace will give it to you."
Wang Qinghong and Wang Shangdao looked at each other. Wang Shangdao narrowed his eyes and smiled, then nodded as if understanding.
Later, we saw Wang Shangdao fighting against Yan Liufang, fighting with him. Although Wang Shangdao was half-assed in strength, as the noble son of the royal family, his strength was not enough, and the rare treasures made up for it. The royal family has a century-old foundation, a big family, and a rich heritage.
Difference treasure.
Wang Shangdao took out all the rare treasures in the space ring and actually dragged Yan Liufang away.
Yan Liufang looked back at Qingge, with a hint of calculation hidden behind her.
He admires the Eastern Emperor, but... he needs the blood of elves.
Wang Shangdao was definitely no match for him. The reason why he pretended to be invincible was to wait for his brothers from the palace to take the life of the Eastern Emperor.
However, he was on the side of the East Emperor. If the East Emperor performed another miracle, he would return the favor to him.
He doesn't harm anyone, but he has plans.
Ye Xuanji looked at Yan Liufang, bit her lower lip, her eyes flickered, but she didn't say much.
Everyone is working on their own, why should she need Yan Liufang to risk his life to protect the Eastern Emperor!
The Wang brothers were obviously determined to put Ye Qingge to death.
Ye Xuanji frowned, and Wang Qinghong's ferocious and twisted face was reflected in her beautiful eyes.
Ye Xuanji took a deep breath, put Qingge gently on the ground, picked up the long sword and fought Wang Qinghong.
After all, Wang Qinghong was once the number one genius on the training list, but Ye Xuanji gradually lost to him.
Bai Liuguang stood by and watched, Yan Liufang hid his strength, the Wang brothers came with menacing force, and Ye Xuanji looked like a fire fighter, but she also regarded death as home.
Ye Xuanji looked coldly at Wang Qinghong and tried her best to entangle him.
The territory of Nanzhou raised her and was her hometown.
When she saw Dong Di in that abandoned martial arts training ground, she seemed to see the glory of God.
In the Wan Zong Sword Array, Ye Xuanji had selfish motives in helping Ye Qingge.
But this time, even if she died fighting for it, Ye Xuanji still had no regrets.
Not for Nanzhou, not for the legend of God, but for the sake of justice.
With a plop, Ye Xuanji fell heavily to the ground, and her internal organs seemed to be shattered.
Sonorous!
Ye Xuanji's sword fell to the ground.
Ye Xuanji propped herself on the ground, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Bitch, I won't take your life. When I leave here, I will ask my father to marry you. I will play with you to death." Wang Qinghong's eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked at her secretly with lust.
Ye Xuanji's figure, his eyes stayed on the soft waist, Wang Qinghong licked his tongue and swallowed his saliva.
Yan Liufang was extremely angry when she discovered Wang Qinghong's dirty thoughts, but she kept silent when she thought that she was in urgent need of elf blood.
He borrowed Wang Qinghong's knife to kill Ye Qingge, and then waited for an opportunity to take away Ye Qingge's precious elf blood.
Wang Qinghong walked up to Qing Ge with his sword in hand. The sword glowed with a cold light. As the thunder exploded in the dark, Wang Qinghong raised the long sword and stabbed Qing Ge's Tianling Cap.
boom!
A purple figure swept over, and Ye Xuanji appeared in front of Qingge, blocking the sword for Qingge.
A sword penetrated the shoulder blade from top to bottom, and the blood dyed the gown red.
Pfft——
Ye Xuanji's body trembled slightly and she spat out a mouthful of thick scarlet blood.
"Ye Xuanji!" Wang Qinghong shouted angrily, "Want to die? I won't let you die, but don't want your arm."
With a stabbing sound, Wang Qinghong pulled out the sword from Ye Xuanji's body and slashed it down, trying to cut off Ye Xuanji's left arm.
Ye Xuanji bit her lip tightly, her face was pale, and she showed no fear.
"Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death." Ye Xuanji closed her eyes and said softly.
"Xuanji!" Yan Liufang's eyes narrowed, and he was about to fly over, but Wang Shangdao stopped him. In this time period, Wang Qinghong was enough to cut off Ye Xuanji's arm.
The sharp sword was about to cut through Ye Xuanji's brocade gown and flesh and bones. At this moment, dark blue thunder and lightning flashed across the sky.
A slender white hand suddenly grabbed the blade of Qinghong's sword. Wang Qinghong and others looked sideways at the same time. The beauty who had been sleeping suddenly woke up at some point, with a cruel face and icy eyes.
"Ye Qingge?" Wang Qinghong suddenly felt fear and was very confused.
Didn't Mr. Nan say that Ye Qingge won't wake up in a short time?
What does that count now?
Among the contestants, only Ye Qingge made him feel fearful.
Tick...tick...
The blood in Qingge's palm dripped downward.
Qingge's mind moved slightly, her eyes were fierce, and a bolt of lightning shot out from her body, shattering the sword in Wang Qinghong's hand and sending Wang Qinghong flying away.
"East Emperor..." Ye Xuanji's eyes filled with tears. For some reason, a subtle feeling surged through her body instantly, like an electric shock.
Qingge looked at Ye Xuanji's shoulder and saw a huge blood hole, with blood spurting out like pillars.
Qing Ge took out a high-quality hemostatic pill from the space ring and handed it to Ye Xuanji. He also took a few precious pills that he refined in his spare time.
Qingge closed her eyes, put her hands on Ye Xuanji's shoulders, and used the snow spirit beads to heal Ye Xuanji's injured muscles, veins, and flesh.
Ye Xuanji's bones were all broken by the sword. The cracked bones could only be treated later. Now she could only stabilize Ye Xuanji's injuries.
Qingge smiled bitterly.
Inside the body, Fengqi tried his best to prevent the growth of the demon's alien bones.
Outside of her body, Ye Xuanji risked her life to fight, just for her.
Qingge wiped away the blood on the corner of Ye Xuanji's mouth, "Wait for me."
After saying that, Qing Ge moved his steps slightly and changed direction.
Qingge faced Wang Qinghong, with a cold and cruel smile on her lips.
"Wang Qinghong, are you allowed to touch my people?" Qing Ge walked towards Wang Qinghong.
Ye Xuanji's cheeks were red on both sides and her ears were hot.
Are they from the Eastern Emperor...?
"Ye Qingge, what do you want to do? My brother is the young master of the palace, do you want to be an enemy of the palace?" Wang Shangdao and Qingge looked at each other, but they were frightened.
"Isn't the palace my enemy?" Qing Ge looked at the king and said.
One look made Wang Shangdao scared to death.
"Ye Qingge, you are indeed a talent, but do you think that you can kill me? Ignorance!" Wang Qinghong shouted angrily, but his words lacked confidence.