Over the ancient and majestic city lord's palace, under the bright moon, afterimages passed by, the night was enchanting, and a arrogant castle suddenly tore the sky apart and hung in the sky. Purple gauze danced in the gentle breeze, and the clothes of four people were exposed.
The cold beauties stand in the northwest, southeast, and four directions, carrying this pride.
The man in Jiao Nei is wearing a purple brocade robe, with a double dragon jade necklace tied around his lean waist. He is sitting in Jiao Nei, the red gauze brushing against his enchanting and evil face, and his dark pupils are even more provocative than the night.
The man is rich, and the man's three thousand black hairs flow down from the side of his face, and the wind blows, dancing like a devil.
He looked down at the people in Green Water Pavilion with a cold smile on his lips.
In the end, those bloodthirsty and sharp eyes circulated between Qing Ge and Ji Yue, which contained evil intentions.
Qingge's pupils suddenly tightened, her hands clenched, and her breath turned into a world of ice and snow, three feet deep in winter.
Suddenly, Ji Yue also burst out with crazy murderous aura.
"Be calm and don't be impatient." Qingge closed her eyes and held Ji Yue down.
Ji Yue nodded, but a pair of strange eyes burst out with murder. He looked at the man inside Jiao Xun bloodyly, and half-squinted his eyes.
After many days, the once dying person appeared again magnificently.
The guests of Green Water Pavilion looked at Jiao Xi and Qing Ge, and couldn't help but shudder.
The city lord frowned slightly, then stood up, raised his fists respectfully, and said: "Your Excellency Ming, you are here."
Ming Qianjue nodded and said, "Let's start the auction."
The city lord smiled and gave his men a wink, and several elite guards immediately walked to the cage covered with black cloth.
They did not directly lift up the black cloth, but took out the crystal clear crimson medicine bottle from their sleeves, opened the cork, and sprinkled the dark green liquid in the bottle on the black cloth.
Suddenly, under the dark green liquid, the black cloth made a hissing sound like thunder and blue lightning. In the blink of an eye, the black cloth was burned into white smoke.
Qingge's eyes were merciless, her jade fingers curled up, and the sound of beast roars under the cage made her soul tremble.
The moment Ming Qianjue appeared, she understood everything.
The black cloth disappeared, and inside the Xuanjing Iron Prison, there was a red monster, shaped like a wolf and tiger, with two wings on its spine. The wings were purple and translucent. The right wing of the monster drooped down, and there were traces of blood seeping out of the creases.
, its right wing was forcibly broken off, the four hooves of the monster, and the sharp nails on the claws were peeled off, and scarlet blood was mottled. Its eyes were as dark as thick ink, and above the eyes, between the eyebrows of the distant mountains.
In the middle, there are golden auspicious cloud totems inlaid in it.
Like a special envoy from God's mansion, it blends noble and evil into one body. It is covered with bruises and is in danger. Even if it is breathless and on the verge of death, it does not show any weakness. Its eyes are full of anger and hatred, glaring at the humans around it, furious and full of hatred.
, roars soared into the sky.
When it saw Qing Ge, a look of grievance flashed through its pupils. Immediately, Qing Ge's heart felt as if someone had thrown it into a grinder, and it ached.
"No worries-"
Qingge's body trembled slightly, her scarlet lips trembled feebly, her eyes were filled with sadness and anger, her frozen heart disintegrated into thousands of bloody cracks, and finally turned into fragments with a murderous edge, slashing through the wind and snow.
"He was tortured to the point where his cultivation regressed. Now he is no longer a holy beast, but a high-level magical beast." Ji Yue suppressed her anger and said.
Qing Ge closed her eyes, she was afraid that if she continued to look at it, she would kill someone.
Ming Qianjue came prepared, she couldn't be irrational.
The city lord seemed unaware of the undercurrent in the Green Water Pavilion, and said with a smile: "I don't know what race this beast is yet, and I can't find it in all the ancient books. So, it is definitely a rare species, and maybe it can be used in the future.
Where is the breakthrough holy beast?"
After a few words, it is like a stone stirring water.
Everyone's heart was moved, and they looked greedily at the injured monster.
Arm-thick iron pillars are inlaid on the sandalwood, forming a cage. The iron pillars are wrapped with electric wires, and dark blue lightning is looming, flickering on and off.
It curled up in the center, and when its tail swept across the edge of the prison, the lightning on the iron pillars became thicker, and the monster retracted its tail in pain.
But after being electrocuted, the tail's flesh and blood turned pitch black, and its burnt smell overflowed, arousing people's deepest desires.
The city lord said: "This beast is much more powerful than ordinary high-level monsters. I specially asked Mr. Ming to add electric elements to the cage. Even if the beast has the ability to go to heaven and earth, it can't fly with its wings."
Bang!
He sang softly and slapped the table and stood up, the hem of his robe was flying, his eyes were spitting fire, and he was holding ice in his mouth.
No matter how scheming she is, no matter how patient she is, she cannot bear to see her own people reduced to this.
The city lord and the guests all looked towards Qingge.
"My lord, what are you—" the city lord said meaningfully, with a long final tone.
Qingge smiled ferociously and said, "I was bitten by a mosquito, nothing happened."
City Lord: "..."
After saying that, she sat down and raised her eyes to look at Ming Qianjue coldly, burying him deeply like maggots in her tarsus.
Qingge turned her head and looked at Ji Yue. She didn't want Ji Yue to unleash the power of the Demon King and fight Ming Qian absolutely unless she had to.
The Guardian of the Nine Realms and Ji Yue already have a connection, and they are eyeing each other.
In the demon realm, all the major forces thought that the demon king died under the ghost city lord. Once Ji Yue burst out with power, all the efforts were in vain.
The monster in the Xuanjing Iron Prison looked at Qingge sincerely with its dark eyes, and suddenly made a soft sound. It was no longer as manic as before, but more like a coquettish returnee.
Qing Ge smiled wryly.
Is this still the arrogant, evil and ferocious Holy Beast Lord from before? At that time, he was so high-spirited, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, that he said, "Beauty, give me a child." But now he has been beaten back to his original form, suffered endless torture, became a prisoner, and trampled on his dignity.
Qingge gritted his teeth.
Ming Qianjue, we will never stop until we die.
In her lifetime, she will kill Ming Qianjue with her own hands, but Ming Qianjue dare not kill her with his own hands.
If she dies, who will ignite the flames of revenge for him?
Ming Qianjue sat expressionlessly on Jiao Xilai. He played with a strand of black hair hanging down, hooked his lips, and looked at Qing Ge with eyes as dark as whirlpools. It was different from the past.
After experiencing life and death again, his heart was gone.
He was burdened with the hatred and entanglements between his country and his family, but he found a little joy in it.
Whenever he saw Qing Ge suffering from sadness and anger, his blood would boil, and he would feel a twisted and perverted pleasure.
He wanted to watch that flawless face being chewed into bones.
Ming Qianjue smiled, his eyes were like night, and the ink was hard to hold back.
As soon as he turned his eyes, he fell into Ji Yue's eyes.
The two of them were raised and lowered, and sparks exploded as they looked at each other.
Ming Qianjue could never forget how he died in the Western Sea and how he came back to life.