Chapter 303 Abdicating the Throne for the Virtuous, Chaos in Beiyue!
Wan Lai.
silent.
Qing Ge looked at the angry man in front of her in surprise. The smile at the corner of her mouth blossomed. The intoxicating smell of alcohol spread between her lips and teeth. Her internal organs were broken under the strong alcohol. She narrowed her eyes lazily and patted her eyes.
Mo Xie said with a smile on his face: "Be good, go back."
These three concise and concise words shocked the man's soul.
The past events were vivid in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that that day on Phoenix Mountain, he and Xiao Rufeng were threatened. The girl rushed up regardless of her own life, and the Seven Birds of Crimson Thunder Snake took them away. They didn't want to leave her alone, but she was full of joy.
Said the same three words.
Mo smiled evilly, with bitterness blooming.
It turns out that things are still the same as they were more than half a year ago. Time has not changed, and you and I have not changed. We are still young girls fighting alone and surviving in blood.
As for Mo Xie, he was still the same as before in Phoenix Mountain. All he could do was to leave and stand in a safe place outside the battlefield to see how heroic she was.
Mo Xie was frustrated, squatted down and picked up the broken silver wine bottle with several holes on the ground. He looked at Qingge with a worried look, turned around, turned his back to Qingge, and walked towards the outside of the guillotine.
Every step he took seemed to have taken a lifetime of strength. Mo Xie felt that his soul was tortured and miserable.
Mo Yuntian in the audience stretched out his arms to hug his wife, looking at the man wrapped in red robe with distress and helplessness.
"The time is up, kill!"
Beiyue Huang dropped the wooden sign on the table. The moment the wooden sign fell to the ground, the executioner raised the machete with a fierce look and slashed at the back of Qingge's neck with the blade.
Mo Xie staggered, as if he was walking on a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. He heard the sound of Beiyue Emperor slamming the table, heard the sound of the machete swinging in the wind, and heard the hissing sound of the iron chain imprisoning the beautiful girl...
All the blood in his body surged backwards, Mo Xie's face turned pale, and Yin evil blood flowed in his dark eyes. At that moment, the murderous aura filled the nine heavens, detonating thunder.
Outside the crowd, a carriage rolled by. The fragrant carriage and BMW inlaid with spiritual jade stopped, the curtains were opened, and Beiling Hai stepped out of the carriage.
Beilinghai stood on the dirt in front of the carriage and saw the machete about to fall under the dazzling blue sun——
In front of the sycamore tree, the veins on the old man's forehead popped out, and he was on the line between life and death.
Ye Wuhen clenched his hands tightly, his eyes about to burst; Mu Qi frowned tightly, Mu Yingying couldn't bear to close her eyes, the hearts of the Lieyun Mercenary Group were devastated; Aventurine Cod stood aside, forming a world of its own.
, no other emotions can be seen in the melancholy eyes, there are no waves, joy and anger are invisible.
On the mountains and hills, the woman sitting cross-legged was cold and cold-hearted, the crescent moon gown spread out on the ground was covered with spring mud, and the strings of the Fuxi Qin were all red.
The woman's hands on the strings were clenched into fists, and the sharp nails were embedded in the flesh of the palms. Blood flowed out from the gaps and dripped on the bones and strings of the piano, completely dyeing the Fuxi Qin red, and the evil spirit surged.
The horse's hoofs trampled the green grass and wild flowers, making a bang bang sound. The woman on the horse held the reins, and the horse's hoofs spun in place.
Yin Liangsha sat on the horse, looking at the machete that was being swung, his pupils suddenly tightened. In Yin Liangsha's arms, Ye Jingjing's face was twisted, his eyes were ferocious, and the purple-black color was quietly filling the air.
The Beiyue Emperor only knew that his heart was completely blocked by blind hatred, but he did not know that if Qingge really died on this guillotine, this Beiyue country, his emperor and the great cause of Spring and Autumn that had been brewing for many years would really be
Destroyed once.
He watched the machete gradually approach Qing Ge's neck, as if death was falling from the sky, and the smile on Bei Yue Huang's face grew stronger.
However, when his smile spread to the extreme, it froze, his pupils were full of disbelief, and a hint of fear appeared in the depths of Gujing Muha's eyes.
The man who was still walking forward on the guillotine suddenly stopped. His fiery red robe lay on the ground. Mo Xie raised his eyes and looked in all directions, but he saw 30,000 massacre troops running towards the mountains in the distance.
, forming a circuitous black line on the horizon.
They had no war horses and no support from the people, but their king was on the guillotine.
The old man at the head is so strong and vigorous, with his white hair and beard messy in the wind. That is Elder Yu.
After Elder Yu, there are five spiritual masters including Li Canglang...
The familiar face awakened all the memories that Bei Yue Huang had buried for many years.
Fear, only fear!
"Kill her, kill her quickly!"
Bei Yue Huang was completely panicked, like an irrational madman, shouting hysterically.
Sitting on the Guiyun chair, Qin Kui frowned tightly and looked coldly at the 30,000 massacre troops swarming in. The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, with a majestic momentum.
Even he, a Second Sword Spiritual Master, would not dare to face off against such a huge team easily.
In the blink of an eye, 30,000 massacre troops surrounded the guillotine and everyone.
Elder Yu came with a cane. Four spiritual masters from Bai Honghai stood in four directions. Only one Li Canglang was left. He climbed onto the stone platform. As the spiritual energy surged, the body of the executioner who was about to chop down Qingge with a machete exploded.
, the sharp aura caused him to suffer the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart. The machete fell to the ground and was inserted diagonally into the guillotine.
Li Canglang walked up to Qingge, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists with both hands, and his voice resounded through the sky, shaking the world, "Little Master, your subordinates are late."
At the same time, outside the guillotine, four spiritual masters and a total of 30,000 massacre troops knelt down on one knee in the suburbs of Yong'an under the strong sunlight. The sound of kneeling on the ground made the sky collapse and the earth crack.
Several big mountains outside Yong'an seemed to be breaking apart and huge rocks were rolling up.
Everyone raised their hands in unison and clasped their fists. The sound of breaking the wind was cold and solemn. The collision between fists and palms was like a fight between heaven and earth. At that moment, everyone felt their souls tremble.
Mo Xie stood on the outer edge of the guillotine. The world was changing rapidly. He looked at the mass murderers in shock, mechanically turning his head inch by inch to look at the girl standing proudly.
Her white hair was blown up by the wind, and her embarrassment could not conceal her bloodthirsty and ferocious aura. The moment she raised her eyes, winds and clouds surged between heaven and earth, stars fell, and there was no peace at the top of the mountains or under the deep sea!
Life and death are taken away from me, I will go my own way, go to hell and hell, and move forward indomitably.
Mo Xie saw that the girl's body released endless spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy turned into two light blades, red and purple, beating crazily in the air.
In an instant, all the iron chains that imprisoned her shattered into pieces and turned into iron blades, flying in the air. She walked out of thousands of killing blows, and the iron blades passed by her side. She held the flower and smiled, the sun and the moon were dim,
The pupils of the eyes are scarlet, bleeding and bewitching.
"Your Majesty, you are already immortal. Isn't it time to abdicate in favor of someone more worthy?"
The girl was evil and sycophantic, her long and narrow eyes were charming and captivating. She stood in the middle of thousands of people and spoke those treasonous words on the guillotine.