"Didn't you hear what the king said?" Gong Yaozu asked.
After hearing this, the warriors sat down on the empty seats, except for the soldier holding the beast, standing in the center, motionless.
Qingge leaned on the glazed phoenix chair and looked at the beast with a smile.
A pair of bat-like wings sprouted from the beast's back, which were short and pitch black. There were three bone spurs on both sides of the wings. The black skin covered the bone spurs to form the wings. The beast's body was not big, and its body shape was like that of an ordinary wolfdog. It was half a man tall and had a pair of scarlet wings.
His eyes seemed to be filled with blood, and he stared at Qingge evilly.
"General Gong, what do you mean?" Qingge said lazily.
Gong Yaozu glared at the soldier and said, "Why are you still standing still?"
When the soldier heard Gong Yaozu's words, he suddenly knelt down in the direction of Qingge, holding the chain in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I heard that the king's method of using troops and the method of forming formations are superb. I would like to ask for advice."
One or two.”
"Oh, you mean, you want to fight against me?"
The soft singer rested her elbows on her knees, bent her upper body slightly, and tapped her chin with her fingers. She looked down at the soldiers with cold eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Are you worthy?"
Sitting upright and sinking his back into the back of the chair, Qingge suddenly became furious and threw the little wolf in his hand towards Gong Yaozu. Gong Yaozu had no time to dodge, and the little wolf hit Gong Yaozu.
The little wolf opened its mouth, its fangs revealed, and its wild nature was exposed.
The little wolf bit Gong Yaozu's shoulder hard and tore off a piece of flesh. Blood spurted out and the little wolf jumped back onto the pure gold dragon table in front of Qingge.
Gong Yaozu cried out in pain. He was so angry that he couldn't help but stare at Qingge. He wanted to speak, but when he looked at Qingge, he was speechless.
The woman changed from her graceful and dignified look just now, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and the overwhelming murderous intention was undisguised, as if she would kill him if he dared to act rashly again.
In Gong Yaozu's eyes, Qingge is still at the thirteenth level of innateness.
Gong Yaozu was so angry that he wished he could die with Qing Ge.
However, there were three Second Sword Spiritual Masters in the massacre army. By then, they might not be able to kill Ye Qingge, but would instead try to get him in. Gong Yaozu was not so brainless as yet.
Therefore, he could only hold back this tone.
Qingge saw that Gong Yaozu was in trouble and couldn't tell, so he glanced at the soldiers kneeling on the ground, and then said: "Gong Yaozu, do you think this king dare not kill you?"
So explicit, so arrogant!
Opposite Gong Yaozu, Liu Kun sat on the pear wood chair, frowning fiercely. He looked at Qingge in confusion. Based on his understanding of Ye Qingge in the past few days, he thought that Ye Qingge would not be really angry, but would only follow her.
They were careful to deal with each other and then retaliate. They didn't expect that she would get angry in front of so many people.
At this point, Liu Kun couldn't figure out Ye Qingge's temperament.
At this moment, Liu Kun indeed saw that she was as moody and uncertain as the rumors said, but her grasp of the overall situation did not relax at all.
Gong Yaozu didn't know how to respond for a moment.
He was a military commander after all, and he couldn't endure it like Liu Kun. The veins on the backs of his hands popped out, and the temples on both sides were beating crazily.
Seeing this, Liu Kun understood what Ye Qingge wanted.
She wanted to anger Gong Yaozu and make him lose his mind in anger so that she could take action.
Unfortunately, Liu Kun was far away from Gong Yaozu, and he couldn't leave his position to stop Gong Yaozu in full view of everyone, so he could only act in a hurry.
He summoned a maid and talked to him. Then the maid walked to Gong Yaozu and wanted to take the opportunity to explain Ye Qingge's purpose to Gong Yaozu.
Qingge stood in front of the phoenix chair, looking at the maid next to Gong Yaozu with a half-smile. Her fingers tapped on the back of the mini blood wolf.
The docile blood wolf suddenly opened its teeth and claws, as if it was out of control, moving in Qingge's arms, making strange sounds in its mouth, and then fled out.
He threw the maid who was about to tell Gong Yaozu to the ground and tore her clothes. The maid panicked and the little wolf flew back into Qingge's arms.
There was no real damage to the maid's body. Even if her clothes were torn, no important parts were exposed. However, the maid could not stay with her disheveled clothes any longer.
The maid panicked and looked at Liu Kun.
Liu Kun looked at Qingge, then at the maid, sighed, and then closed his eyes.
When the maid saw this, she rolled around and left.
The incident with the maid angered Gong Yaozu even more.
What a crazy girl.
How dare you come to Xuanyueguan to run wild even if your hair is not even long?
Gong Yaozu stood up suddenly, with a ferocious expression and became furious, "Ye Qingge, are you trying to kill me?"
Gong Yaozu's warriors, forty or fifty in number, all stood up, ready to attack, with all their hands on their weapons, ready to draw their swords at any time.
Qing Ge smiled and said nothing, his pupils flashing with dangerous arcs of light.
At the same time, Li Canglang, Xu Yan, Yang Zhi, Lin Chong and others all stood up and released their spiritual energy, like a doomsday storm, with awe-inspiring momentum and sharp edges.
Although their numbers are not as good as Gong Yaozu's, their strength is not comparable to that of those warriors.
The song was as elegant as before. She brought the wine glass from the edge of the table, filled it with wine, and then walked towards Gong Yaozu. The little wolf lay obediently on her shoulder, with a touch of blood red, which made her extremely charming.
Stopping not far from Gong Yaozu, Qingge handed the luminous cup filled with wine to Gong Yaozu and said softly: "General Gong, why are you angry? Come on, drink this glass of wine, and I will forgive you."
Gong Yaozu looked at Qingge with blazing eyes. Qingge pushed the luminous cup forward and placed it on Gong Yaozu's mouth. Gong Yaozu closed his mouth and stared at her.
Qingge smiled, and suddenly poured the wine on Gong Yaozu's face.
Time seems to have frozen.
Gong Yaozu suddenly went crazy, his eyes were about to burst, his anger was rising, and he wanted to pounce on Qingge.
In an instant, Qingge smashed the wine glass into Gong Yaozu's face, pulled out the Mingwang Sword, and placed it on Gong Yaozu's neck, "Can the general bear the crime of regicide?"
The warriors were confronting Li Canglang and others. Liu Kun ran towards this side and tried to stop Gong Yaozu. If this continued, everything would be in chaos, and his next plan had not yet been implemented and must not be ruined by Gong Yaozu.
Gong Yaozu's face was red, and his sanity was completely gone. However, the touch on his neck and the breath of death from the encounter made him gradually calm down.
Gong Yaozu couldn't figure out why he, a sword spiritual master, would be threatened by a practitioner of the thirteenth level of innateness.
Of course, he never imagined that the woman who appeared in Yanling Nanshan that night would be Ye Qingge.
"General Gong, are you crazy? Regicide is a serious crime against the nine tribes! Think about Yingzi! Do you want to implicate her?" Liu Kun came up and said.
Sakurako——
Hearing this name, Qing Ge grinned and smiled.
Looking at that ever-expanding smile, Gong Yaozu felt a chill pouring into his limbs and bones, making his hair stand on end.
Undoubtedly, Liu Kun's words also made Gong Yaozu's tense body relax.