Duan Yunji's eyes were about to burst, and his anger was rising to the sky. He tried his best to widen his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.
The world was turned around in an instant, and the battle situation was favorable to the Divine Realm.
Li Yuanhou looked at the death of the three-headed beast indifferently with a calm face. His heart was like the surface of a lake at night, calm and unruffled, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
Li Yuanhou poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and took a sip, "Interesting."
He fell in love with the taste of fine wine, which was like fire passing through his intestines and throat, making him confused.
The feeling of being half-drunk and half-awake is the most pleasant, and then smelling the blood is simply pleasurable.
The young man's eyebrows became increasingly cold.
He is obviously not very young, but he is very imposing and regards life as nothing.
"Master Duan, why are you so anxious? They are just three beasts. If you like them, I will send someone to give you some."
Li Yuanhou smiled and said, the arrogance and ridicule in his words made Duan Yun furious.
"Today, I am in a good mood. I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will have to keep your old bones."
Li Yuanhou scooped up a cup of sewage from the sewage ditch next to him, and walked staggeringly to Duan Yun: "Drink it, and I will let bygones be bygones for what happened today."
"Bah!"
Duan Yun smiled: "Let bygones be bygones?
you?
Bah!"
The Rouyun poisonous lizard abandoned the bodies of the white-maned red tiger and the Tiangang bone lion, and approached Duan Yun. The threat in it was self-evident.
Feng Qingyang and two seniors from the Medicine Sect arrived together, showing no signs of timidity and vowing to live and die with Duan Yun, advance and retreat together.
A female disciple of Qingyue Academy who can dance ink and wash, with two arrows stuck in her shoulder blades and thighs, limped to the front of Duan Yun, took the cup of sewage from Li Yuanhou's hand, and drank it in one gulp
All.
The smell of mud, sand and unknown sourness filled the lips and teeth. The female disciple resisted the urge to gag and looked straight at Li Yuanhou with her clear and bright eyes: "I drank it for Master Duan Yun."
"You replace it?
Do you agree?"
Li Yuanhou asked.
"What else do you want?"
The female disciple gritted her teeth.
Duan Yun frowned and tried to pull the female disciple behind him: "Don't talk to a beast like him."
"Beast, okay..." Li Yuanhou sat back on the chair again and looked at the female disciple: "Don't you like dancing?
Come and dance an ink dance, otherwise, everyone in Qingyue Academy will go to hell."
The female disciple's eyes narrowed, she looked down at the arrow that penetrated her leg bone, and her body trembled slightly.
hiss.
Rouyun Salamander stuck out his tongue, and the female disciple suddenly turned her head and looked over, gasping for air.
Seniors Qingyue are definitely no match for the eight divine beasts! Li Yuanhou drew the bow string and pointed the arrow in his hand at a male disciple of Qingyue Academy: "Otherwise, he will be the first to go to hell."
The male disciple spit out the foreign object in his mouth with difficulty and shouted: "Sister Lin Yue, I am not afraid of death, we are not afraid of death!"
Lin Yue was still making a decision.
Duan Yun shook her head at her.
Li Yuanhou increased his strength, stretched the bow string to the extreme, and would soon shoot out.
That arrow was enough to penetrate the Qingyue disciple's skull.
"I jump."
Lin Yue said.
Li Yuanhou loosened his bowstring and said, "This is so good."
"What are you dancing for? Don't dance."
Feng Qingyang said angrily: "Li Yuanhou, all you have left is bullying women?
You are also a person with a sister, wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable if your sister was bullied like this?”
"Shut up!"
Li Yuanhou's eyes were fierce: "You don't deserve to mention her, and none of you deserve it.
If it weren't for Ye Qingge, why would my sister still not be found?
She is such a good person, but she was driven crazy by Ye Qingge."
If something happens to my sister, everyone in Dongzhou, including Ye Qingge, will be buried with her! Li Yuanhou thought with an angry look on his brows and a cold smile.
The Grand Master said in a deep voice: "You are so selfish. How innocent are these people in front of you?
Whose children and whose siblings are they?
Only your sister is a human being, everyone else is just a piece of grass, do they deserve to be trampled on?"
Li Yuanhou sneered and waved his hand, and the God's Domain troops took down Duan Yun and others with weapons.
They were unwilling to do so, but the bone spurs of the Rouge Cloud Salamander were always with them, lingering on them.
They are no match for the Rouge Cloud Salamander.
Dongzhou has no capable people who can fight.
Lin Yue was the only one left on the central carpet.
She was wearing a tattered Qingyue costume, with many scratches on her body, and two arrows stuck in her body. Just when she was about to dance, Li Yuanhou spoke again: "You disobedient thing, did I ask you to dance like this?
"
Lin Yue stopped moving and his limbs became stiff.
She understood what Li Yuanhou said, he wanted to see her dancing with two layers of gauze hanging on it.
Seeing Lin Yue's hesitation, Li Yuanhou chuckled, raised his hand, pulled out the bowstring, and pointed it at Qingyue's disciple.
Lin Yue closed his eyes and said, "Take me to change clothes."
"Senior Sister Lin, no!"
"Lin Yue!"
"..." Li Yuanhou looked at Lin Yue's limping back and smiled playfully.
Turning his hands to make clouds and turning his hands to make rain, he is the master of this world, superior to others, it is really enjoyable.
He fell in love with the taste of power.
Li Yuanhou looked into the distance: Sister, look, Yuan'er has grown up.
If there is no more sister in this world, he will become the sister.
Lin Yue came back after changing his clothes.
Those two layers of tulle cannot be called clothes at all.
The skin on her body was almost completely exposed, and the dense wounds and red blood made her skin look even colder and whiter.
Lin Yue had no time to deal with the two arrows and pulled them out without authorization, which would only aggravate the wound.
After Li Yuanhou put down his treasured bow, the violinist plucked the strings, and soft sounds flowed out from his fingers.
Lin Yue danced on the carpet with his bare feet covered in bruises.
The arrows on the shoulder blades and thighs were hanging firmly.
Her figure is like a painting, stunning everyone.
In the past, ink dance was grand, dignified, and elegant.
Now, with the color of blood, it turns out to be evil, gorgeous, and sad! What a dance, the dancers cried blood, the spectators choked, and there was only a faint smell of blood flowing in the sky.
Every Qingyue disciple feels very heavy, as if a huge mountain is weighing on his chest.
Humiliation, pain, life worse than death.
Lin Yue danced perfectly. Li Yuanhou raised his eyebrows and pulled the string, and shot an arrow. This arrow still hit the original thigh.
Lin Yue screamed, fell to the ground, and looked over in panic.
Li Yuanhou said one word without expression: "Jump."
"Senior sister..." "Lin Yue..." Qingyue disciples and masters of various sects were filled with sorrow and let out mournful sounds.
There was a pool of blood underneath Lin Yue, and her footprints on the carpet were stained with blood.
Lin Yue climbed up. He had no strength left, and his pale face was filled with perseverance.
She gritted her teeth, glared at Li Yuanhou, and said sadly: "Li Yuanhou, you are deceiving me that there is no female emperor in Dongzhou!"