Chapter 677 The Nightmare of the Second Half of Life
Qingge is like a weak willow that has been damaged by the strong wind, shackled in the hands of a man, as if it will wither at any time and face death.
The woman's face was pale, as if the blood had been drained, and there was dark brown blood on the corners of her chin and mouth.
One of her hands was drooping, the bones of her palm were broken, and she was in excruciating pain.
Fen Que came and stood in front of the man, looking at him with stern eyes, "The Snow Spirit Bead has entered her body. Taking it out forcibly will only kill one life. People from the six major forces on the Four-Star Continent are here. That man
——”
Fen Que pointed at Mo Xie and said: "He is the adopted son of Yong Yesheng, the lord of Luohua City, and the woman in your hand is the only disciple of An Suyou, the dean of the Four-Star First Academy. If you continue to be so unscrupulous,
I'm afraid that public anger will arise. If our clan's affairs are exposed under the scorching sun, the clan leader will be angry and ask you, can you bear it?"
The man smiled cruelly and looked at Fen Que with cold eyes like poisonous snakes. Suddenly, he saw the man lift his foot and kicked Fen Que on the chest. It was like a mountain was pressing down on him, making Fen Que unable to breathe.
His body hit the hard wall, and the huge luminous pearl hanging in the sky fell down. Just as Fen Que was about to stand up, the heavy luminous pearl hit his head, and blood flowed down his forehead, spreading to
In his eyes.
That kick almost killed him.
The man's hoarse voice came out from under the mask, "I don't know if the patriarch will be angry, but before I come here, the patriarch made it clear that if I don't get the Snow Spirit Bead, I will be asked to carry my head.
meet him."
Fenque grinned and stood up from the ground.
The man's consciousness was a little blurred, so she struggled to open her eyes, opening them just a slit, and while the man was confronting Fen Que, she suddenly drew out the evil aura contained by Youyanhuo.
If the snow girl saw this scene, she would probably be stunned and think that Qingge was crazy and wanted to die.
She used the ghost flames to suppress the evil spirit of the Blood Demon Flower, in order to prevent the evil spirit from swallowing up Ye Qingge's soul and consciousness.
But now, she actually pulled out all the evil energy. Such majestic evil energy would probably swallow up all her internal organs, muscles, veins and bone marrow.
Qingge's eyes turned red and she fought for her life.
After breaking free from the man's hand, she grabbed the Mingwang Sword as fast as she could, poured all the evil energy into the Mingwang Sword, and then slashed at the man's neck.
Just one stab, and it should be considered as blood splattering three feet away.
However, when the man reacted, he was shocked by Qingge's desperate struggle, and at the same time dodged the knife with agility.
However, Qingge's moves were too ghostly, although the man's neck was not cut.
However, the Mingwang sword in the light singer changed its direction, and in a funny posture, unexpectedly cut off the man's arm.
Blood spurted out from the wound. The man looked in disbelief at the broken arm squirming in the pool of blood on the ground. He raised his eyes and looked at Qingge, who fell to the ground helplessly. The pupils under the mask were gradually stained red by blood.
, wild fangs.
He strode up to Qing Ge and kicked Qing Ge in the face. Qing Ge's body flew away and shattered a green lamp. The candle flame seemed to eat her burned flesh and blood.
Qingge fell to the ground, gasping for air, with blood between her lips and teeth. She smiled crazily, without any fear, and her pair of green eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
She opened her mouth wide and kept coughing. Every time she coughed, she spit out a mouthful of blood.
Bang!
The man's foot stepped on her chest, and the force continued to increase, as if he wanted to crush Qing Ge's chest.
Blood continued to flow from his mouth. Qingge's limbs were cold and his body was trembling. Mo Xie, who was surrounded by other blood tribesmen, was also in a dying state and could not move.
The two of them were as embarrassed as a fish caught in a trap and a dog bereaved.
"Woman, I wanted to be gentle to you, but you forced me to be rude."
The masked man knelt down on one knee, grabbed the fabric on Qingge's shoulder with one hand, and pulled hard. The ink robe tore open, exposing his fragrant shoulder.
He stretched out his hand to the side, palm upward, and in an instant someone came over with a sharp dagger and put it in the man's hand.
The man held the dark red dagger tightly and slashed it in front of Qingge's left atrium. With a stabbing sound, the material of the clothes was cut.
The tip of the knife touched the flesh, and the cold touch made Qingge feel the breath of death.
A ray of blue sun penetrated from the split Snow Girl Mountain. She stared at the zenith with wide eyes, full of humiliation.
The desire to kill surged through his limbs and bones.
But now she doesn't even have the strength to hold a knife, so how can she fight?
The short knife cut through the flesh, and the man wanted to just cut it open and take out the Snow Spirit Pearl.
Mo Xie, who was held down by a dozen people, looked like a vicious gambler, struggling desperately, his eyes were red and terrifying, and he glared angrily at the man wearing the mask.
He was like a trapped beast, struggling in a cage.
When Mo Xie saw the blood in Qingge's body flowing out along the dagger, he lost the strength to break free, and knelt on the ground with despair, breaking out, hugging his head and crying.
He lowered his head and roared heartbreakingly.
Lying on the cold ground, Qing Ge heard Mo Xie's voice and his hands trembled a few times.
The pain of tearing the skin and flesh of her left atrium completely aroused the bloodthirsty factor in her body.
In the distance, Mei Qingchen, who was hugging Lan Wu, turned her back to Qingge. When she heard the movement behind her, Mei Qingchen's back stiffened.
He put Lan Wu down.
Lan Wu was about to look towards Qing Ge, but saw him holding Lan Wu with one arm and covering Lan Wu's eyes with the other.
"It's too bloody, don't watch it."
Mei Qingchen closed her eyes in pain. Now that the situation was over, there was nothing he could do to save the woman.
Even if he and Fen Que both join the fight, they will not be the opponent of the masked man, not to mention that there is a powerless Lan Wu beside him.
If Lan Wu was injured in the slightest, I'm afraid he would collapse.
But he didn't dare to look back. If he did, it would become a nightmare for the rest of his life.
The woman he once proposed to in public, the woman he fell in love with, is now being tortured to death by him, and her heart is about to be dug out alive.
From the beginning to the end, Lan Shengyan, Xing Tumi and even Xue Ling'er watched silently without leaving or intending to help.
Mo Qiong, on the other hand, took pleasure in the misfortune.
She even thought that such a punishment would be nothing if it fell on Qing Ge.
She, Mo Qiong, has lost an arm.
Dark places, corners.
Huaying's back was pressed against the wall, her black eyes as pure as snow quietly looking at Qingge lying under the death sickle.
She tilted her head slightly, as if thinking about something, and murmured, "Are you going to die?"
Ye Qingge shouldn't die here.
At this time, the short knife in the masked man's hand continued to penetrate deeper.
The blood kept pouring out.
The mercury is dazzlingly smooth and sparkling.
The masked man looked at the ray of blood with excitement. His hand wearing leather gloves was about to reach into Qingge's body and take out the Snow Spirit Bead. Everyone's hearts were beating crazily.
The thin line between life and death.
Mo Xie shouted in pain.
Mei Qingchen closed her eyes.
Fen Que was shackled.
He sang softly like a corpse, his eyes unfocused.
However, at the critical moment, Qingge looked into Zending's eyes and gradually gained consciousness.
She felt a powerful force coming from far to near.
A man is running towards here, his strange eyes are so haunting, and he is killing and wreaking havoc!
Snow Girl Mountain collapsed!
Smoke rises, and a flirtatious and lazy man in a red robe falls from the sky!
Qing Ge's face covered with blood gradually revealed a peaceful smile.