Qingge stayed alone in Fengyue Pavilion for a long, long time.
Looking at the uncertain sky and the gradually darkening night, my eyes were ruthless and cold.
There was a heavy feeling in the chest, as if there was a thunder hammer.
Qingge remembered the look in Qingsha Yao's eyes before she left, and stood up suddenly. She quickly flew out and met Ye Wuhen who had come to Fengyue Pavilion.
"Are you going to..." Ye Wuhen was interrupted by Qing Ge before he could finish his words.
"Quick, give me a horse." Qingge said urgently.
Ye Wuhen was surprised, and then he took Qingge into the stable and picked out a good horse. Qingge turned over and jumped to look, holding the reins in his hands, he glanced down at Ye Wuhen, "Pay attention to the movements of the Qingsha Demon."
Qingsha Yao——
Ye Wuhen looked confused, and then his expression gradually became serious.
He thought that Qingsha Yao was a friend of Qing Ge, so he would let down his guard, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Qing Ge rode a fierce horse and galloped past. The hand holding the reins tugged hard, and the fierce horse neighed, kicked up its front hooves, and jumped over the high wall that towered into the clouds.
Along the only way to Lingtai Mansion, Qingge chased after him.
As if disgusted with the speed of the horse, Qingge pulled out a short knife and inserted it diagonally into the horse's butt.
The horse neighed miserably, exerted all its energy, and ran wildly under the moonlight.
Nearly an hour passed and the horses were tired.
Qingge saw a broken carriage not far away.
Feeling panicked, Qingge jumped down and looked towards the carriage.
The bloody corpse fell to the ground.
Qing Ge stepped on the gap between the corpses and walked forward. With every step she took, her heart sank.
The torn apart and disintegrated carriage had Fugui Hall's unique logo carved on the corners.
Qingge clenched her hands tightly, with a fierce look on her face, like the god of death walking out of hell, her eyes were as cold as frost, and the corner of her mouth had a vague arc, which was strange and charming.
"Song." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.
Qingge's eyes were filled with joy. She turned around and saw Bi Xishuang in the green grass.
Although there were many wounds on Bi Xishuang's body, they were not fatal.
She hugged Li Fugui tightly, who was covered in bruises and had passed out. Li Fugui's white clothes were stained red with blood, and looked miserable and beautiful under the moonlight.
"What happened?" When asking, Qing Ge felt confident.
Bixi's face was so white that it was almost transparent. She raised her face, and a look of anger appeared on her beautiful face, "It's Wu Yu. He used Jialan's secret power to hunt down Li Lang and wanted to kidnap me."
, when the people of Fuguitang were almost defeated, the Qingsha Demon participated in the battle and diverted the enemy away."
"Qingsha Yao..." Qing Ge looked at Bi Xishuang doubtfully.
"If it weren't for Qingsha Yao, Li Lang would have died long ago."
Bi Xishuang hugged Li Fugui distressedly, holding the snake whip tightly in her hands. Her crystal-clear nails were folded with anger, and bright red blood overflowed.
Qing Ge took out an ordinary wooden tube from the space bag and pulled open a thread at the bottom. The inside of the wooden tube burst into brilliant light, and the sky was filled with fiery trees and silver flowers.
This is Yejia’s exclusive signal fireworks.
Qingge took another wooden tube and put it in Bixi's hands, "I'm going to see the Qingsha Demon. The fireworks are blooming. Brother will send someone to pick you up. If you encounter danger, you must turn on the signal. I will send you a message in a short time.
Came to save you."
"Qingsha Yao was seriously injured and her heart was damaged..." Bi Xishuang's face was full of pain.
"Where did she go?" Qingge asked.
Bi Xishuang raised her hand and pointed in the direction.
The wind blows, and the mirror, flowers, water, and moon are all gone.
Like a fleeting glimpse, amidst the lightning and thunder, Qingge flew away in the direction Bi Xishuang knew, at an extremely fast speed, leaving only afterimages in the misty jungle. She cut through the loneliness of the night,
Reborn on the other side.
Qing Ge is suspended in the air, and the Blood Demon Flower under his soft boots is like a wheel of fire, carrying Qing Ge all the way south.
Qingge stretched out her hand, holding the Mingwang Sword that shot out of the air in her palm.
She frowned lightly, her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Gradually, Qingge heard the sound of fighting.
Slow down.
Qingge looked from the air. On the other side of a river, the Qingsha Demon was surrounded and suppressed by more than ten people. Ten of them were spiritual masters. The most important thing was that these people were good at Qimen Dunjia. Eighteen kinds of hidden weapons and poisonous gases emerged in an endless stream.
Even the cunning Qingsha Demon would not get any favors from such a battle.
Qingsha Yao is becoming more and more overwhelmed.
Click——
One knife penetrated Qingsha Yao's body.
The Qingsha Demon's eyes widened, and the purple-black pupils were strange and coquettish. He grabbed the man's head with his backhand, and with a strong twist, he severed the man's head alive and separated his body and body.
The Qingsha Demon pulled out the knife inserted into her body. The pain made her face grimace for a moment, and blood spurted out. The Qingsha Demon used the power of her spirit to seal the wound, and then used her hands as weapons to fight!
After several rounds, Qingsha Yao's steps became more and more feeble and weak.
Shi Lai put the weapon on Qingsha Yao, and she suddenly knelt down, put her hands on the ground, and kept vomiting blood from her mouth.
On the verge of despair, struggling to the death.
The gray and desolate scenery looks like a symbol of death and doomsday.
She suddenly stared across from Jiang and shouted loudly, "Ye Qingge, do you want to watch me die?"
Suddenly, many weapons were thrust into the Qingsha Demon's body, seemingly poking out countless bloody holes.
The Qingsha Demon remained unmoved and just stared at the other side.
The purple-black eyes are full of confidence, radiant and flowing.
She firmly believed that she was not alone.
Black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, a sign of poisoning.
So many weapons were trying to pierce her weak and delicate body, but she didn't know it and just looked at the other side of the river with a smile.
Just as the weapon lifted off her skin, a light and shadow flashed from the other side.
The man was wearing a black shirt, holding a long knife in his hand, and was running on the moon in the night wind.
It seems that in just one moment, I have jumped across a long river.
She landed on one foot and threw the knife in her hand towards the dead soldiers. A faint halo enveloped the Mingwang knife, and it kept spinning in the air, turning the wind into a blade, forcing the dozen or so dead soldiers to retreat step by step.
Qingge came over and looked at Qingsha Yao condescendingly, "Are you dead?"
Qingsha Yao turned over, and the liquid from the wound condensed into a pool of blood on the ground. Looking at Qing Ge, she smiled, "Not dead."
"As long as you're not dead, give me your hand."
Qingsha Yao tremblingly stretched out her blood-covered hand, Qingge grabbed it and helped her up.
Qingsha Yao's hands were hanging on Qing Ge's shoulders.
"Ye Qingge, you are such a disaster." Qingsha Yao leaned on Qingge's shoulder and said with a wry smile.
Qingge looked at the Jialan dead soldiers who were in a state of embarrassment by the King Ming's sword, with a cold light in his eyes, and a graceful smile on his lips, "This has caused harm to me for thousands of years, can I say, are you wishing me a thousand years?"
The Qingsha Yao was stunned for a while, then laughed out loud, her laughter was clear and clear, and she floated on the river.