Young princess, after the dancers were taken away by the rich man, the banquet fell into a strange atmosphere. Qingge was unaware of it. Her bare hands painted with red khao held the delicate cup tightly, and her beautiful and enchanting face was reflected in the wine.
, Qing Ge felt suffocated, and there was a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.
I am afraid that when she was working as a mercenary in various tropical rainforests, jungles, mountains, and dangerous countries, she never thought that one day in the future, she would be able to wear luxurious robes and be luxurious and wealthy.
Ji Yue's eyes were filled with blood as she stared at Qing Ge's side face. At this moment, he felt that she was insubstantial, even if there was the demon king's mark and bone marrow smoke, even if he and her fingers were intertwined -
Ji Yue lowered her eyes without moving, but increased the strength in her hands. Qing Ge looked at Ji Yue in surprise. Ji Yue's bloodthirsty eyes contained deep affection and coldness. At this time, she was looking at her intently, as if
The whirlpool storm was going to completely annihilate her.
Qingge sighed softly and held Ji Yue's hand. The man's generous palm was slightly cool but warm, filling her empty and cold heart.
In this battle called love, she is more cautious than anyone else and loves more passionately than anyone else. She is afraid of betrayal and distrust, so she shows all the secrets to Ji Yue without reservation. She knows
, after Ji Yue, no man can enter her heart. She believes that Ji Yue will not abandon her in the name of love, but deep in her hard and cold soul is the uneasiness of wanting to move.
She made a desperate move and exhausted all her strength. If Ji Yue dared to follow Mei Qingchen's path, she would really collapse.
She loves bloody and extreme.
Either love or die.
At this point, Qing Ge realized that in two lifetimes, the only person she loved was Ji Yue. If Mei Qingchen had not escaped from the marriage and Ji Yue had not revealed her feelings, maybe she would have thought that Mei Qingchen was her lover.
On the other side, the city lord looked at Qing Ge with his peripheral vision in confusion. What Qing Ge said to Qianjinbang's special envoy was exactly what he wanted to say. There were not many opportunities to sell Qianjinbang's favor, but who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway.
Someone took the lead.
The city lord lowered his eyes, his eyes bursting with cold light.
"Your Majesty is both wise and brave. He is truly the best among women." The city lord said tentatively.
"In front of the city lord, it's just a matter of skill." Qing Ge coldly kicked back the conversation.
"My lord, you are humble." The city lord looked at the guests present and said with a smile: "Even the city lord of Luohua City has praised her, but few women in the world can have this honor."
Eternal night life——
Qingge frowned, "It's just a fluke."
"Other women don't have this lucky chance."
The city lord seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his brows were filled with dark clouds, his eyes were like those of a jackal, a tiger, and a leopard. Underneath his kindness, there was a surge of blood and endless cruelty.
Singing softly and smiling, calm and calm.
——Has the devil’s claws finally been revealed?
"That is indeed my honor." Qingge pressed the wine glass on the table, and the cold wind swept through his dark eyes, full of momentum.
She rarely puts on airs outside, but she must warn the Lord of Saint Lo City once again.
These three days were the last time for her and Ji Yue. They were racing against time. She cherished it very much. If anyone dared to destroy this beauty, she would not hesitate to lick the blood with a knife.
The city lord was slightly startled. The intense murderous intent burst out from his dark eyes, which actually sent chills down his spine.
When he heard about the Lord of Luohua City, the nightmare residing in Qingge's body suddenly roared like a wild beast. The overwhelming hatred almost crushed Qingge's bones into minced flesh. Fortunately, Ji Yue
He discovered it in time and poured in the power of the Demon King, knocking the nightmare unconscious.
The light song is shocking.
It turns out that the nightmare hates eternal night life so much.
She had paid more or less attention to the legendary deeds of Yong Ye Sheng. She had to say that she admired this iron-blooded man very much. Thinking that she would have to be an enemy of such a man in the future, Qing Ge felt her scalp tingling, and she came with it.
There is also a carnival deep in the bone marrow.
Her blood and flesh were screaming crazily, it was the pleasure of meeting an opponent and meeting a talented person.
People who are in high places always hope to find capable people who are as good as themselves, so that they will not be lonely, and only in this way can they be lonely and seek defeat.
The other guests listened to the soft singing and the back-and-forth conversation between the two city lords, always feeling horrified and extremely weird.
Lan Wu, who was sitting opposite, watched anxiously as Mei Qingchen drank one glass after another of spirits. He hid and secretly looked at the beautiful woman in golden robe opposite him. Sadness surged in his blood, and the bones in his body
It seems like everything is shattered.
He subconsciously covered his heart, and what lingered in his mind was her sacrifice of life for righteousness in Morris Canyon, her nirvana and rebirth on Phoenix Mountain, her beauty and beauty in the wedding robe in the Beiyue Empire, and even her beauty in the Snow Lady Palace that made him
A look of fear and suffocation.
After leaving the Snow Girl Mountain and the Ice Valley, he had trouble sleeping and eating, and was tortured. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw her shocked and mocking eyes when he broke open her heart and stuffed the Snow Spirit Bead into her eyes, and then saw her being beaten bloody.
Lan Wu pursed his lips tightly and looked at Mei Qingchen's side face lustfully. He was still fatally attracted to her as always.
She once said that she didn't like the taste of wine, and Mei Qingchen said that he would never drink in front of her.
Now, who has broken the promise?
Lan Wu's face became paler and paler, and his heart hurt, as if he had been hit hard by someone.
She saw Qingge get up, leave Green Water Pavilion, and walk towards the toilet in the backyard.
Do you want to relieve yourself?
Lan Wu turned his head and found that Mei Qingchen was breathing rapidly. She, who knew Mei Qingchen well, knew that he couldn't hold it anymore. Lan Wu stood up first and was about to leave. Mei Qingchen grabbed her wrist and held her tight.
The pain made her look even more cowardly.
Mei Qingchen asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"
Lan Wu frowned, stroked the back of Mei Qingchen's hand, blushed, and murmured, "Take a nap."
Mei Qingchen froze slightly, then slowly let go of her hand.
After Lan Wu saluted the city lord, he walked towards the backyard.
From a distance, she saw the woman under the locust tree.
She sat at the root of the tree, with her beautiful robe spread out like peonies. She wore her hair in a high bun, and her white hair was filled with tacky golden decorations. When worn on her, she looked so graceful.
She casually bent one leg and put her hands on her knees. She didn't know what she was thinking about. After a long time, she smiled and looked at Lan Wu, "Miss Lan."
She just drank too much and wanted to come to the backyard to breathe fresh air.
Lan Wu's eyes were desolate, and she finally understood the difference between herself and this woman. She was fragile and vulnerable, but she was tenacious and could fight her way out of even the most unbearable adversity.
When such a woman stands under the light, she is enveloped in darkness, cold and noble, with ulterior motives and ruthless methods. But it is precisely because of this that she is like a poppy flower, making those who admire her smile and drink poison.
The people around her are in two extremes, either stepping her into the mud or pampering her for nine days.