Lord Li touched his mouth and chuckled: "I didn't expect this young girl to be the empress's sister.
Master of the Four Palaces, the empress you are talking about is that girl who is only twenty years old. She is just a first-level Xuanling Master and has become the lord of the Heaven Realm. It is really ridiculous to trick you bunch of pigs around.
"
"Cut off her wings."
Zhang Yu's face was ferocious.
"Brother Zhang, just wait. If these wings are made into exquisite specimens, they will definitely be pleasing to the eye."
Lord Li exerted force with his sword: "These wings are really hard, it will take a while to cut them off."
Ye Jingjing's body was trembling.
Like a sheep that has strayed into a wolf's mouth, it is covered in wounds and has no strength to even struggle.
Through the gap between people, she saw the boy who was constantly bumping against the chains.
The young man transformed into the body of a wolf with animal bones several times, but was suppressed by the energy formation and returned to a human body.
He looked at Ye Jingjing painfully. His originally clear blue eyes were now as scarlet as blood mist in addition to the vast blue.
Cold, violent, and gloomy.
All around him was the biting cold wind.
He was hung high in the sky like that, the chains were still pulling around, and all he could see was the girl who had been bullied.
He rescued her from the abyss, and now he watched her fall into the abyss with his own eyes, and even be doomed.
The young man's body was trembling violently. His open mouth could not speak, but it was trembling crazily. His upper and lower lips were covered with frost.
The bones in his body became more and more deformed, and he wanted to dig out the deepest power of the animal bones and attack the energy formation that restrained him.
Jingjing.
my girl.
The young man raised his head, roared, and roared.
Ye Jingjing couldn't get the sword and was unable to resist the twelfth-level masters.
Like an animal, let people cut off its wings bit by bit with a sword.
Ye Jingjing's pale face, empty eyes, and two lines of clear tears slipped out.
Zhang Yu's eyes were full of fanaticism, and Lord Li's face was distorted. He tried his best but could not completely cut off Ye Jingjing's wings.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at the girl who was about to have her wings cut off.
Her eyes were no longer clear.
Her heart was filled with darkness.
She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. The smell of blood spread to her throat.
Sister, Jingjing hurts so much.
It hurts.
If Jingjing dies in this desert, Jingjing's ashes must be scattered on her mother's grave.
...the storm is surging.
Thunder flashes.
For a moment, in the sky and the four directions, the outlines of rivers and mountains in the distance were seen, the yellow sand was flying in front of the eyes, and only the cavalry could be seen stepping on the ground, and several teams were coming from afar.
A piano sound sounded, inspiring the three armies.
I saw a woman in fluttering white clothes, sitting cross-legged on a spiritual crane, holding Fuxiqin in her arms, playing a song of "Ambush on All Sides", and the fight started.
A silver gun, an elite team, and You'er in red came riding a fierce horse.
Liu Yan'er pulled out the Waning Moon Sword behind her and smiled cruelly, "You bastards, your Grandpa Liu is here!"
Long Shitian stands in a green shirt, riding on the wind, with a sharp sword, covering the heavens and the infinite! Emperor Yun returns, Liu Yunchang... He Xilou, King Zhonglin! Teams from all sides arrive together.
A luan and phoenix screamed, and an angry girl's voice sounded: "Are you looking for death?"
Countless people looked up to see the nine-tailed blood phoenix hovering in the sky. The woman stood with her hands behind her hands, her chin slightly raised, as if she were ruling the world, showing her imperial aura, extremely cold! The man with a butterfly mask over his eyes was wearing a dark cloak.
, wearing a black robe, standing beside her.
Qing Ge jumped off the back of the Nine-tailed Xue Luan, and when she was flying in the air as light as a swallow, a Mingwang Sword suddenly appeared between her outstretched hands.
Holding the Mingwang Sword in hand, he shot out of the air, shooting downwards like an arrow from a string.
At that moment, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and powerful as thunder, a red shadow in the yellow sand of the desert shocked both the enemy and our troops.
Qing Ge slashed his head with a sword and struck Lord Li directly.
Lord Li was dismissive of the first-order Xuanling, but for some reason, Lord Li did not dare to face the Mingwang Sword when he felt that momentum.
Lord Li, Zhang Yu and others all dispersed, Qingge slashed with his sword and knelt down on one knee, splashing sand.
This knife split the desert ground.
All around are cracks as thick as century-old tree trunks, spreading under the soles of countless people.
In an instant, everyone was in a hurry, dodging one after another for fear of falling into the crack.
Lord Li's back was dripping with cold sweat. He felt his scalp was numb and his heart was beating with fear. He swallowed hard as his Adam's apple rolled and looked at a figure in the rising dust in horror.
Graceful, slender, and peerless.
Is this... really a first-level Xuanling master?
Within the yellow sand, mysterious spiritual power erupted.
She is a second-level mysterious spirit.
But! Even a second-level Xuanling Master shouldn’t have such an amazing explosive power.
Is she a monster? Such a small body! Lord Li is still frightened.
The yellow sand and dust dispersed, and Qingge inserted a knife into the ground. She held the handle of the knife in both hands, lowered her head slightly, and knelt on one knee. Her broken hair lightly covered her eyebrows. As she slowly raised her head, a pair of gloomy and bloodthirsty black eyes appeared.
He looked at the enemies ahead.
She let go of the handle of the knife, stood up, walked to Ye Jingjing's side, took off her cloak, and covered Ye Jingjing.
The moment Ye Jingjing saw her, tears welled up like a fountain, and she couldn't stop them no matter what.
"Sister..." Ye Jingjing choked.
Qingge's eyes were slightly red, and she comforted softly: "Sister is here, don't be afraid."
She hugged Ye Jingjing gently, and Ye Jingjing buried her face in Qing Ge's chest, twitching from crying.
Qingge's heart was clenched and painful.
She saw the wounds on Ye Jingjing's wings.
One third of the wing on one side has been cut off.
If she had come later, these people would have to cut off all of Nocturnal Jingjing's wings and make them into specimens before they could give up.
Qingge's whole face was covered with a gloomy aura. She held Ye Jingjing's face and said softly: "Jingjing, open your eyes wide and take a good look. Don't blink for a moment."
Take a good look.
How did these people die? A cruel smile broke out at the corner of Qingge's mouth.
Ye Jingjing looked at her and nodded her head.
Qing Ge took out the elixir from the space treasure and fed it to Ye Jingjing.
"Empress, long time no see. We met at the Nine Realms Conference."
Zhang Yu's voice sounded from behind.
Qing Ge straightened her spine and looked back inch by inch like a machine. When she turned her head to look back, the bones in her neck seemed to be letting out a creepy laugh.
When Zhang Yu met the woman's eyes, he felt frightened, his liver and gallbladder trembled, and even his soul was trembling.
"Zhang Yu, is that right?"
Singing softly and smiling happily.
"It's Zhang."
"Tell me, how do you want to die..." After the empress' words came out, there was an uproar and everyone was shocked! The smile and calmness on Zhang Yu's face was gradually replaced by a strange surge, and his deep and cold eyes stared at Qing Ge.