Ji Qingfeng rushed to Bixishuang. He was red with his eyes and was excited to hug Bixishuang. Li Fugui pulled Bixishuang over Bixishuang, and he stood in front of Bixishuang and looked vigilantly.
Ji Qingfeng, who was like a furious lion. Ji Qingfeng looked at the hands of Bi Xishuang and the other two holding each other tightly, pursed their lips, and suddenly became wilted.
He lowered his head and said, "Now you know who I am, are you very disappointed?" Bi Xishuang wanted to speak but stopped, her eyes were like ice. She held Li Fugui's hand and walked towards where Qingge was.
Go, behind her back, she suddenly heard a loud sound. Bi Xishuang turned around inch by inch. She saw Ji Qingfeng pick up a sharp machete on the ground and stab her neck.
Ji Qingfeng wants to commit suicide!
Bi Xi Shuangxu narrowed his eyes. Qingge frowned, stepped forward quickly, and swept past, reaching the extreme speed. He saw the afterimage sweeping in the air and sweeping in front of Ji Qingfeng.
Qingge did not hesitate to take action. With the lightning and thunder, his body flew up and kicked Ji Qingfeng on the chest, and actually kicked Ji Qingfeng away. The machete also let the flow.
Dropped on the ground.
Qingge doesn't want Ji Qingfeng to die. It's very simple. First, the Southern Black King is dead. Another Ji Qingfeng dies like this. Bi Xishuang can't accept it for a while. Even if he has accepted it, he will inevitably feel regretful shadows in his heart in the future.
Secondly, Ji Qingfeng is Wuyu's biological son no matter what. Although he is not favored, Wuyu is only one son after all. If he dies, Wuyu will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble and settle the score with her.
After this training, Qingge planned to leave the ghost place of Jialan. Ji Qingfeng frowned in pain and stood up from the ground, looking at Qingge fiercely, the gentleness of the past no longer exists. On the crystal ring staircase
The red dress looked faintly at the man who had fallen into a devil, and shook his head in disappointment. He would never know that she had been waiting for him to turn back.
But it seems that he will never look back in his life. Understanding him as if she were hers, she knew what extreme Ji Qingfeng was. The Nanming incident was a secret. Although he liked to threaten Bixishuang and turn himself into evil, this
It must be done without knowing the secret of Bixishuang.
However, when Bi Xishuang knew about it, Ji Qingfeng couldn't stand it. That was his dirtiest time. When he saw Bi Xishuang's appearance being destroyed and Wuyu took it back, Ji Qing
Feng also hid in the room and cried bitterly and regretted, but he turned this regret into a deep hatred for Bixishuang.
Bi Xishuang and Li Fugui were linked together, and their festive red robes exuded the sad atmosphere of Nanming.
South Pluto is dead...
Nanming people watched Nanming being angry while spasming but had no life. It seemed that it took a while to really react. Nanming was really dead. The dragons had no heads, and Nanming became in chaos in an instant. Some people wanted to protect themselves, some people
To kill Ji Qingfeng and his group to comfort the spirit of the Southern Black in the sky.
The relationship between Jialan and Nan Ming was weak due to the empty situation at the beginning. However, after so many years, Jialan became stronger and stronger, but Jialan was still standing still due to the limitations of the prince's seizing power.
Qingge looked at the body of the Southern Ming and frowned. She and Ji Yue didn't want to kill the Southern Ming. Once the Southern Ming died, things would inevitably become troublesome. Gradually, the soldiers and the dead of the Southern Ming once again took the lead.
Everyone in the castle surrounded and suppressed. Seeing the situation steep, Ji Yue jumped down from the stairs. When his feet stepped on the ground, the entire crowded castle had already trembled. He took a step forward every time
The castle couldn't stop shaking, and the night pearls of heaven and the heavy crystal decoration fell down without any surprise.
Step by step - The strong sense of oppression and suffocation forced the soldiers of Nanming to raise their heads. At this moment, everyone realized that the strength of this man was not something they could shake.
People are smart animals, and those who know how to know the times are heroes. In such a special time, it is the most important to preserve their lives. Seeing that the situation has been settled, Qingge caught a young man who looked quite young and tender.
He asked: "Does Nanming have the son of the previous Nanming? That is, the prince of Nanming."
The boy looked at Qingge in panic and found that Qingge was not hostile. The girl was still beautiful. The boy with red lips and white teeth was breathing almost greedily. It was an indescribable ignorance and youth.
The boy said: "Nan Ming has another prince. The other princes were killed by Nan Ming. The only prince was weak and his legs were disabled when he was seventeen years old and could not stand for his whole life."
Qingge raised his eyebrows, is there any physical defect? But if it weren't for this, this prince would have been killed by the King of the South, who had long since become king.
Slaughtered like a pig.
Human lives are not worth anything in this continent, let alone royal brothers, and fewer people will kill each other? Fighting for power and throne, sacrificing countless people.
"Where is this prince?" Qingge asked.
When the boy spoke of the sick prince, she had countless guesses in her heart, and these guesses could only be implemented when she saw her. "In the prison." The boy said. Qingge nodded, letting the boy lead the way and pass alone.
Ji Yue has to shock Nan Ming here.
When I went to the prison to find the prince, Zhan Jieyu followed Qingge. Qingge looked at Zhan Jieyu indifferently and asked indifferently, "Are you injured?" Zhan Jieyu shook his head and said with a smile: "No
,I am fine."
Walking up the circular staircase, it was the second floor of the castle, not as empty as the first floor, with some extravagant and gloomy buildings. Qingge nodded and walked towards the prison, and the boy walked in the front.
When Zhan Jieyu walked to the end, she stared blankly at Qingge's back, in a daze. She walked too fast, stood too high, and had a good opportunity, and she could only follow her.
Although they are friends, they are not in an equal position.
Suddenly, the woman walking indifferently in front of him turned to look at Concubine Zhan and said, "Why haven't you kept up?"
Concubine Zhan immediately smiled and followed happily.
The bloody smell of prison cells were filled with broken bodies everywhere. Qingge walked by quietly and gently. Zhan Jieyu frowned. The strong smell of rotten here made her stomach very uncomfortable. She rolled in a while and was about to
Gagging.
"Just wait outside," said Qingge.
Zhan Jieyu laughed, "It's okay, I can." Qingge didn't insist on it. After finishing what he should have said, he walked to the last cell.
This cell is not as bloody as other cells, but it is very simple, with a table and a chair, and a man sitting in a wooden wheelchair looking at ancient books gracefully. The man Xun Xun was elegant, with gentle eyebrows and gentle eyes. When he heard the quick footsteps, he turned his head.
Look at the person outside the cell. (To be continued)