"Then Dugu Qiumo hasn't arrived yet?" Hun Mozi frowned slightly.
Qing Qing, who was tied to the pillar, had lost all color in her beautiful face and turned pale. She smiled weakly and said: "Hun Mozi, just give up on this, he won't come."
"Oh, it seems that this newly promoted Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect doesn't care about you, and he doesn't even care about you, a saint from the same sect. In this case..."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Hun Mozi's mouth, and he immediately pulled out a whip and gave Qing Qing more than a dozen lashes.
There were blood marks everywhere on Qingqing's delicate body, her face became even paler, and she coughed up blood at the corners of her lips.
But instead, there was a smile on her pretty face.
But that smile was a little bitter and a little sad.
"You are right, Qingqing's life... in his eyes, is nothing at all..."
"He has never taken Qingqing seriously..."
When I remembered what Dugu Qiumo said that day, don't have any unnecessary feelings for him.
Qingqing felt heartbroken.
Perhaps, in the eyes of that unparalleled figure like the Demon King, only women like Princess Luohu could barely be worthy of him.
A feeling of inferiority permeated Qingqing's heart.
It even made her feel like a broken jar.
It is precisely because of this that Qingqing would rather die than ask Dugu for a message from the devil.
Firstly, she didn’t want Dugu Qiumo to take risks on her behalf.
Secondly, Qingqing also wanted to know, if she died, would Dugu Qiumo feel that sad?
Hearing Qing Qing's words, the warriors who were watching in the distance couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Dugu Qiumo slaughtered thirteen cities in a row. I thought he was some kind of ruthless person, but he turned out to be such a coward that not even the sect saint dared to save him."
"Yes, if it were me, if a fellow saint like Qingqing was trapped, I would come to the rescue as soon as possible, no matter what the final result was."
"It seems that Dugu Qiumo is still afraid of the Xuanmo Palace. He is even afraid of the Soul Demon, let alone facing Shangyuan Hui."
The warriors in the distance all had expressions of contempt and ridicule on their faces.
Although most of the warriors of the Moro Dynasty had a cold temperament, when they saw a woman like Qingqing being trapped, they felt a little resentful and looked down upon Dugu Qiumo.
"Haha, it seems that I still have a high regard for Dugu Qiumo. Fortunately, I sent a message to Yuan Hui and asked him to come here. It seems that now the effort is in vain." Hun Mozi shook his head and laughed.
"That's right, why call it Dugu Qiumo? I think it's more like calling it Dugu Wugui!"
"That's right, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect is just a coward!"
Dozens of Xuanmo Palace disciples on the side mocked loudly.
It is conceivable that if Dugu Qiumo really did not come, then the legend of the white-haired sword demon who slaughtered thirteen cities in a row would completely collapse.
"You are not allowed to insult him..."
Qingqing, who was tied to the pillar, mustered up her last strength and shouted miserably.
"Oh, looking at your attitude, could it be that you are already Dugu Qiumo's woman?" Hun Mozi noticed Qingqing's different attitude towards Dugu Qiumo and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Qingqing bit her lip and remained silent.
Hun Mozi suddenly thought of a vicious plan, and said with a cruel smile on his lips.
"Ha... interesting. If that's the case, then I will strip you naked, and then let my Xuan Mo Palace disciples come up one by one. Let's see if Dugu Qiu Mo can't bear it, haha..."
As soon as these words came out, Qingqing's already pale face turned extremely pale.
Although she grew up in a chaotic place like the Moro Dynasty, Qingqing has remained pure and pure since she was a child. Dugu Qiumo was the first man to be intimate with her.
If Hun Mozi really did such a thing, Qingqing would rather commit suicide.
She also knew that with the character of Hun Mozi and others, they would really do such a thing of public obscenity.
"Let me do it first..." Hun Mozi slowly approached Qingqing.
Qingqing shook her head desperately, her face as pale as paper.
When the warriors in the distance saw this, some looked unbearable, while others sighed inwardly.
Some are very interested and can't wait to see the next scene.
Qingqing closed her beautiful eyes in despair.
Just when she was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
A breath suddenly enveloped the world!
That aura carries extreme killing, coldness, violence, and cruelty!
It's like a demon god has come to the world and wants to wash the world with blood and destroy everything!
"The soul...the devil...the child..."
Three words, falling one by one, as if the Nine Nether Demon God was whispering.
Just when everyone was trembling in their hearts because of this extremely murderous aura.
A black crystal sword came through the air, tearing the sky and the earth apart, shaking the world!
"Who!" Hun Mozi's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated.
The black crystal sword directly pierced the chest of a genius from the Xuan Demon Palace, and then continued to break through the air without losing force.
Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!
Blood flowers bloomed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the chests of more than a dozen geniuses of the Xuan Demon Palace were penetrated.
Blood splattered everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere!
Finally, the sword fell straight towards Qingqing.
When Qing Qing saw this sword, her originally despairing face froze, her beautiful eyes widened with an incredible look, and even a little sparkle appeared in her eyes.
The black crystal sword passed by Qingqing's side, shattering the pillar, and then stuck it diagonally on the ground.
Dead silence...
There was a deathly silence all around.
Before anyone showed up, more than ten geniuses from the Xuan Demon Palace were killed with one sword.
Not arrogant!
In the distance, a figure approached.
His steps were very steady, but every step he took seemed to hit the hearts of everyone present!
It makes your heart beat like a drum!
With his arrival, the entire world was filled with an endless sense of murder!
Three thousand feet of white hair, flying in the sky.
A dark golden eye mixed with blood red, like the eye of the Nine Nether Demon God, stared coldly at Hun Mozi and the others.
Dugu Qiu Mo is here!
Wow...
After the surrounding warriors were stunned for a short time, the sound of shock echoed throughout the sky.
They did not expect that the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Dugu Qiumo, would actually appear.
"Dugu Qiumo..." Hun Mozi's originally frivolous expression solidified slightly.
Because of this terrifying momentum, he had to be on guard.
Dugu Qiu Mo ignored anyone and his eyes fell on Qing Qing.
Qingqing's green clothes were broken in many places, and there were dazzling whip marks all over her body. She had obviously been abused, and her beautiful face was pale and drained of color.
But at this moment, there were tears in Qingqing's eyes.
The corners of his lips curved into a touching smile.
Although she didn't want Dugu Qiumo to come.
But when he actually arrived, Qingqing couldn't help but feel happy.
At least she didn't leave even a shadow in Dugu Qiumo's heart.
Seeing the sad and beautiful face stained with green blood, Dugu Qiumo's heart felt even more cold.
Although Dugu Qiumo has no feelings for Qingqing.
But it doesn't mean that he can let others bully Qingqing.
Dugu Qiumo's eyes swept over Hun Mozi and other people in the Xuanmo Palace, as if he were looking at dead people.
The words that were as cold as ice resounded through the boundless road of blood.