Nan Xueluo's gaze passed through Wang Qinghong and looked at Qing Ge on the double dragon golden throne.
Qingge seemed to have noticed something. Holding a cup and a cup in her hand, she smiled and suddenly looked towards the void in the direction of Wang Qinghong.
Across the void and the spiritual world, the two women looked at each other for the first time.
Even if there is no other person in sight, they can feel each other's presence.
That strong feeling was that two people who were born to be enemies were destined to have a huge fight.
She swayed the cup while singing softly, the wine rippled, and she raised her red lips and smiled coldly.
Nan Xueluo stood in the spiritual space, as beautiful as a flower, but her face was gloomy, making her flower-like face look a bit ferocious and twisted.
"Your Excellency Nan, what is your bloodline?" Wang Qinghong asked curiously.
"Elves."
"..." Wang Qinghong's eyes brightened slightly.
Elf blood, the most noble blood in legend.
The original elves were not only born beautiful and enchanting, but also possessed powers that transcended racial instincts.
Wang Qinghong didn't understand why You'er, who was in the human race, was of elf blood.
But at that moment, Wang Qinghong's ambition emerged.
As You'er was the illegitimate daughter of the human royal family, he and You'er called each other brother and sister, so naturally he couldn't marry her.
but--
The wife Wang Qinghong wanted was a well-matched daughter from a wealthy family, so You'er was certainly not qualified.
Therefore, You'er can become his maid in private, and then give birth to a child with elf blood. That would be wonderful.
After thinking about this, Wang Qinghong felt that it was too irrational for You'er to go up to the compass to fight the ferocious beast.
Wang Qinghong looked at You'er who was trapped in a trap, and felt a bit of pity for her.
How could Nan Xueluo not know the dirty thoughts in Wang Qinghong's mind?
Nan Xueluo snorted coldly, but stopped talking.
Wang Qinghong's eyes were bright and he looked at You'er intently.
Yuer's small body is really getting more and more beautiful the more you look at it.
Wang Qinghong couldn't help but swallowed.
compass.
You'er gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, his chin was covered with blood.
Her heart ached faintly.
Her eyes were fixed on the spear in the demon's claws for a moment.
no……
Can't……
You'er's eyes were red and he shouted hoarsely: "No - I want -"
Boom!
The spear was shattered by the demon.
You'er's knees were weak and she knelt down, her black eyes covered with frost, like the surface of a frozen river, gradually cracking under the tremendous power.
The cracks spread in all directions like spider webs.
You'er's hands were clenched into fists, clenched tightly.
She glared at the demon angrily, burning with rage.
The heart is beating faster and faster, and Youer's breathing is getting faster and faster!
She saw with her own eyes that her beloved gun was crushed...
Her heart seemed to be crushed.
It hurts, it hurts.
Why does it hurt so much?
She tied her hair into a high ponytail, the purple ribbon that bound her hair fell off, and three thousand black hair fell down.
Snow-white skin, tall nose, dark green eyes, and bright red lips.
Like a beauty falling into the mouth of a wild beast.
She twisted her neck and tilted her head slightly, making a clicking sound of her joints.
You'er's eyes became darker and darker, followed by despair and rage.
Suddenly, You'er's body arched in a strange posture, and all his bones were bent softly.
She used the bouncing power of her limbs to fly up and rush towards the demon spirit.
Those slender, jade-like, seemingly powerless arms suddenly gained strength as heavy as a mountain, and actually threw the demon to the ground.
You'er opened his blood-stained red lips, and sharp white fangs suddenly extended from both sides of his mouth.
You'er bit down, and his teeth actually bit through the impregnable fur of the demonic beast.
The flower of blood slowly blooms.
"Foolish humans!" The demon roared again and slapped You'er with his claws, trying to crush You'er into a pulp.
You'er fell to the ground, his liver and gallbladder shattered by this blow.
You'er's eyes were empty, but filled with anger.
Her hands grasped the demon spirit's snow-white hair, her body arched into a bow, and she let out a painful wail.
Her gun shattered.
Her gun is gone.
That's...
That was the gun given to her by her master.
Her heart is gone.
She became a slave to others, and she no longer had a master.
But that's her gun.
You'er tried his best to move forward slowly and stretched out his hand, trying to pick up the remains of the gun.
Two lines of clear tears slid down her beautiful green eyes.
The angry demon just wanted to crush You'er's body.
You'er has no thoughts, his mind is blank, and although his heart is beating, it is no different from death.
In her eyes, there was only the broken gun, just like her heart.
The mood of everyone at the feast gradually became heavier and heavier.
They looked at the girl who was trying to crawl forward, with heavy expressions in the corners of their eyebrows and eyes.
They didn't understand what that gun meant to the girl.
But even though they were used to killing people, they couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Qing Ge, that gun was given to her by you..." Liu Yan'er felt very complicated.
Qingge's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.
Her lowered eyes secretly flashed with bloodthirsty light.
The Wang family! The royal palace! Wang Qinghong! They will be slaughtered in his lifetime!
Seeing the demonic beast on the compass, it was about to crush Yuer.
Qing Ge quickly stood up and walked forward on the wind. She looked at the soldiers guarding the compass formation and said, "Open the North Cold Formation."
She wants to enter the Northern Cold Formation, and she wants to climb the compass.
Her disciple was inside, how could she not save him even though he was about to die?
"Gu Jun, open the Beihan Formation." Wang Qinghong smiled evilly, since Ye Qingge wanted to die, don't blame him.
Chu Changge frowned, "That's too impulsive."
Gu Rongzha looked at Wang Qinghong, hesitated for a moment, and then gave the soldier a look.
The soldier understood it and immediately released his power and activated the formation!
The Beihan Formation opened, and Ye Qingge jumped up quickly.
Formation golden light, close.
If no one activates the formation, neither Qing Ge nor You'er can get out.
Wang Qinghong smiled gloomily, "How do you do, Mr. Nan?"
"Well, very good." Nan Xueluo said.
Wang Qinghong took the cup again, stood up and walked towards Gu Rongzhao, laughing softly: "Gu Jun and his adoptive father Xiao Jun are close friends, and they are also my elders. In the future, I will be the master of the palace, and Gu Jun will dominate Dongzhou.
Don’t cut off contact.”
What Wang Qinghong meant was that if Gu Rongzhao helps him today, the palace will help Gu Rongzhao dominate Dongzhou in the future!
How could Gu Rongzhao, who was trapped in power, resist such a beautiful temptation?
Gu Rongzha glanced at Qingge on the compass and nodded, "What did Qinghong say? It's best to keep in touch."
Beside him, Ye Jingfeng narrowed his narrow starry eyes.
He looked towards the North Cold Formation, thoughtful and secretly angry.
compass.
Qing Ge flew out like a flying arrow, picked up You'er and ran all the way, barely escaping the powerful claws of the demon beast!