Yan Xiaowu was extremely frightened when he heard what his grandfather said. He quickly shouted to Qingge: "Qingge, my grandfather's food is very unpalatable. Don't be fooled."
Grandpa hit Yan Xiaowu on the head with his fist, "Why did the little girl talk?"
Yan Xiaowu curled his lips, but he was still thinking about the phoenix egg.
Grandpa fell silent and asked: "What do you think of the current Qingge?"
"How?" Yan Xiaowu blinked blankly, his eyes suddenly filled with light and yearning, "It's so cool! This is the king's style, make a decisive decision and kill when it's time to kill, why are you hesitating? These dogs,
It will be easier for them to solve it with one knife."
Yan Xiaowu opened his mouth very venomously, but upon hearing this, a happy smile appeared on Grandpa's face.
She raised her eyes to look at Qingge, her thoughts drifting far away.
"This kid is really like me. He is resolute and decisive in killing." Grandpa said.
When Ye Qingtian heard the sound, he was like a beast with explosive fur. He got angry and immediately refuted his grandfather's words, "Are you kidding me? That's my granddaughter. How could she be like a bad old woman like you? Look at this style, this method, this kindness,
They are all like me and rely on my teachings."
The grandfather frowned, "Isn't Qingge my granddaughter? Since ancient times, granddaughters have always looked like grandma. Look at her appearance, she looks very much like me when I was young, and she also looks exactly like Bi Tong. It's a pity that my family has Bi Tong.
She is as beautiful as a flower and has just the right amount of time to marry that silly boy from your family."
"What do you know? My Jingfeng is the well-known God of War in Beiyue! Do you understand! My Jingfeng is handsome and unrestrained, with jade trees facing the wind. He is the dream lover of many girls in Beiyue. If I can marry your daughter, that is you
The blessings gained in eight lifetimes." Ye Qingtian snorted and turned his head to look away arrogantly, "Qingge has a stunning appearance that will captivate the country, so don't get rich, you bad old woman."
"Bah."
The grandfather was not to be outdone, "Bitong is the most beautiful woman in Luohua City, and she is also a genius. She is absolutely blind to marry Ye Jingfeng."
"Jingfeng may not be willing to marry yet." Ye Qingtian continued to snort.
Yan Xiaowu looked at the two old men bickering among themselves in the wind and snow, curled his lips, and turned to look at Qingge.
In the blink of an eye, Lan Wuxin had many holes in her body.
Qingge Daodao avoided the internal organs and heart meridians, and even gave Lan Wuxin a hemostatic pill.
After more than a dozen cuts, Lan Wuxin was still breathing.
Lan Wu screamed repeatedly, Mo Xie looked at Mei Qingchen and pierced Mei Qingchen's shoulder with his sword.
"This sword is my fault for running away from your wedding on your wedding day."
The sword was drawn out, and another sword was inserted into Mei Qingchen's body.
"This sword will repay the debt you owe to Snow Girl Mountain."
"This sword forced Binggu to marry him, damn it!"
"This sword, all your pretentiousness, are worthy of death."
"I don't have anything to say about this sword. I just don't like you and want to stab you."
"..."
The atmosphere should have been heavy and bloody, but after hearing Mo Xie's last words, Yan Xiaowu burst into laughter.
Ye Qingtian stopped arguing with his grandfather and turned to look at Mo Xie.
This is Mo Xie, unruly and unruly, both good and evil.
Mei Qingchen stopped resisting. There was an endless pool of blood beneath him. He looked at Qingge with empty eyes. Thinking back to the past, he suddenly collapsed and despaired.
He thought Lan Wu was the most injured.
Now he understands that in this catastrophe, Ye Qingge is the one who suffers the most.
It's just that she's not good at words or disguises. She obviously has a soft and delicate body, but she has to pretend to be of steel and iron, making people think that she won't cry or feel uncomfortable, and she can stand up even if a thousand arrows pierce her heart.
As for Lan Wu, when the wind comes, Mei Qingchen is afraid that Lan Wu won't be able to bear it.
Mei Qingchen accepted every sword move willingly.
But no amount of blood could undo the evil he had done.
Mo Xie held his sword and walked towards Lan Wu.
Ye Qingge is the king of the four kingdoms. Even if she is provoked and influenced by the blood demon and becomes a murderer, she should not kill Lan Wu.
Lan Wu is a kind person in the eyes of the people of the four countries.
If Lan Wu died among Qing Ge, those vulgar people would point their fingers at Qing Ge and scold him.
So, if you want to kill, let him do it.
If someone must be soaked in blood, then it is his duty to do so.
How could he let his girl fall into darkness and be unable to extricate herself?
Mo Xie stood in front of Lan Wu, the sword in his hand shone with cold light, blood flowed on the blade, condensed on the tip of the sword, and blood beads dripped down.
Lan Wu stopped screaming, her hair was messy, she raised her head, her face was full of tears, and she looked at Mo Xie with hazy eyes. The pitiful appearance of the pear blossoms with rain was really heartbreaking, and she wished she could hold her in her arms and love her.
Mo Xie raised his hand and pointed the sword in his hand at Lan Wu's left chest.
"Miss Lan, they have been saying that you were going to die since three years ago, why are you not dead yet?"
"Since God doesn't want your life, then I will take it for God."
"You have to remember that even if your hands are not stained with blood, you are still not clean. You are the dirtiest person in the world."
Mo Xie tightened his grip on the sword.
Even if Lan Wu had not done anything bad, he would still kill him. Even if the cost was his life, he would have no regrets.
I just want to be happy, I just want to take a breath.
Lan Wu shook his head and kept moving back.
"Aren't you and Lan Wuxin like sisters? She was willing to give up her pride and dignity to beg Qingge for you. Now she is about to become Qingge's soul. Why don't you react?" Mo Xie's every word,
They were all like sharp and slender needles, piercing Lan Wu's heart fiercely, making her worse than death and in pain.
Lan Wu suddenly stopped struggling. She looked at Lan Wuxin and was stunned.
She is not really kind, she just enjoys the praise of the world.
"No, it's not like that..." Lan Wu crawled towards Mei Qingchen, "Achen, save me...save me..."
Mo Xie's sword penetrated Lan Wu's heart.
Lan Wu lay on the ground and stretched his hand in the direction of Mei Qingchen.
There was blood all over her chin.
Lan Wu looked towards Qing Ge, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.
Mo Xie looked at Qingge, looking at each other from a distance.
Mo Xie's heart was full of bitterness.
Only he knew that if Qing Ge really killed Lan Wu and Mei Qingchen, he would fall into the abyss.
Qingge has fallen in love with the taste of blood.
No matter what happens to Qing Ge, Mo Xie has no regrets.
It's just that he hopes that she can smile happily and do enthusiastic things even though she is cold and ruthless.
Such a light song is full of flesh and blood, not just about killing.
Mo Xie stood next to Lan Wu. The blood flowing from Lan Wu's body dyed the snow on the soles of Mo Xie's feet red.
Come back, Qingge.
Mo Xie's lips moved silently, his soul was calling.
Qingge looked at Lan Wu lying on the ground, and for some reason, her whole body felt comfortable.
The thorn in her heart has disappeared.
But there are still deep traces that cannot be erased.
The wind and snow blew all over her head, and she was covered in blood.
Everyone looked at her expectantly.
The woman stands proudly in the snow, her body covered with murder, her beauty is fragrant.
Deep in the red eyes, a gleam of green light loomed.
At this moment, thunder rolled and rumbled from the sky.
Purple flames appeared, green flames burned, and dozens of figures fell from the sky.
"Ye Qingge, who brutally killed the guardian of the nine realms, deserves to be punished for his crime."
A harsh voice sounded, Qingge's eyes were as scarlet as blood, and murderous intent bloomed.
The woman's red lips evoked a bloody smile, the wind was blowing, and the snow was blowing!