Ye Jingjing lies backwards and falls to the ground. Her red pupils are empty and spiritless. In the blood patterns, there is a black poison block covering the Qingming Festival in the past. She is obviously a girl in her teenage years old, and she is innocent and innocent, but now she is
He looked bloody and charming, and he was bloody and murderous. His evil aura was revealed from his bones, and even the air was poisoned.
Qingge's body couldn't help but spasm. She ignored the pain of her heart. Under the cover of the sky, the spiritual fire in her mind burned the net of the Seven Emotions Poison, attached it outside the realm of nothingness, completely putting this space.
The closure of
She didn't want Ji Yue to know her current situation. Even if Ji Yue was sleeping, if she knew she was in danger, she would wake up again desperately.
She was afraid.
I'm afraid he will never wake up again.
Qingge's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Looking at Ye Jingjing, his heart seemed to be ruthlessly penetrated by someone with a sword.
Bei Yueming picked up Qingge from the ground and threw it to the bed on one side. Qingge bit his lips tightly until he bit his lower lip and blood filled.
"You just hate me so much?" The movement gently wiped away the blood from Qingge's face.
"nausea."
Qingge coldly spit out two words.
Beiyue's dark eyes seemed to have gathered in her eyes. He pulled Qingge's outer robe, leaving only her underwear. Qingge frowned tightly, and her mind was full of pain. The burning fire in her lower abdomen surged throughout her body.
If she hadn't had her extraordinary soul, her reason would have long since disappeared.
Bei Yueming suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Qingge's neck, hoping to strangle Qingge to death.
Qingge couldn't breathe, her face looked extremely ugly, her hands were gone, and her already fragile tendons and veins burst again, and blood flowed out.
When countless tendons and veins were rendered by blood, Qingge's body was left with only rich blood. She lay on the bed, like a dead body, lifeless. Bei Yueming did not find this vision, but was just unusually angry
, At the end of the momentum, he gradually reduced his strength. He trembled his hands and touched Qingge's clothes on his chest, trying to pull off the fabric that covered his flaw. Bei Yueming's face showed a ferocious look, and his hands were about to pull off Qingge.
When singing, the girl on the bed suddenly turned red, like blood. The blood demon flowers between her eyebrows were so charming, flashing with bloodthirsty arcs. Her body trembled suddenly, her mouth slightly opened, and her thick blood
He vomited Bei Yueming's face.
Bei Yueming looked at the girl who was plagued by evil spirits in a daze. Her hand suddenly raised, grabbed Bei Yueming's neck, turned over, and threw Bei Yueming onto the bed, smashing the bed.
"elder sister……"
A weak voice sounded, Qingge turned his eyes and looked bloodthirsty. When she saw Ye Jingjing, who was covered in blood and the residue of the vase, a raging flame immediately burned in her pupils.
She moved her hand away, knelt on the ground on one knee, grabbed Bei Yueming's hair, and then and then smashed it to the ground.
Bloodthirsty, indifferent, ruthless, like a demon.
The second break of the tendons and veins completely awakened the blood demon flower sleeping in Qingge's body. Such a shocking evil spirit seemed to be flowing into a river of blood to stimulate it.
In front of the real Blood Demon Flower, what is the Seven Emotion Poison?
What a fuck!
Beiyueming Jade Crown broke at some point, and his disheveled hair was so embarrassing. The smell of blood and the viscous feeling made him frightened. He widened his eyes and felt that he had never been as close as he was now, and he believed that
This woman was determined to kill him. Even though he didn't understand why the Seven Emotion Poison suddenly became useless, he knew that he was in danger now.
He is such a proud and noble person, but he is also a person who is afraid of death. This is just like his son.
He curled up and crawled out, suddenly got up, fled in the desert, Qingge turned his back to Bei Yueming, and suddenly a Mingwang knife broke through the air in his hand, his fingers were as dark as ink, and the corners of the woman's mouth burst into pieces.
A smile of killing, ruthless and bloodthirsty, she turned around, and in her eyes as silent as stagnant water, a touch of Nanming Blood Lotus quietly bloomed under the cold wind.
The smile on Qingge's face became stronger and stronger. She walked out the door with blood marks step by step, and her eyes fell on the man who was running away in panic. The murderous aura seemed to be about to extinguish the huge Ye family mansion.
The tip of the Mingwang knife hit the ground, rubbing constantly, making a "squeak" sound, like the sound of the underworld leading to the underworld. The sky and the sun were blue, making people creepy for no reason, and they all got goose bumps, and all their hair stood up.
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Bei Yueming escaped from Fengyue Pavilion in panic. When he turned around, he saw the girl walking out in an orderly manner, as if she was walking leisurely in the garden, but in fact, she was behind him in just a few moments.
The dark pupils suddenly tightened, and Bei Yueming felt that his heart was wrapped in a thick evil spirit, making him unable to breathe and unable to escape.
The fear of death was swaying in fear. He didn't want to die. He was afraid of death. He ran away like crazy. Qingge was behind him, walking slowly. The Mingwang sword in his hand was like an ancient battlefield.
A strange and sensible weapon, wherever it passes, white bones accumulate into mountains, blood flows into rivers, all things in the world, the universe is vast, under the sword of the Ming King, powder becomes a disaster.
When Bei Yueming rushed out of Ye's house, the guards and servants of Ye's house looked at the desolate Bei Yueming and the stern and murderous Qingge in surprise.
On the busy streets, pedestrians and merchants stood on both sides, and a dark figure suddenly ran out in panic, like a stray dog. Everyone looked carefully and saw that this wasn't the little prince.
What was even more surprising was that the woman in black clothes was covered with frosted clothes followed Bei Yueming with a murderous aura. It seemed that the clouds and breeze were light, but in fact it was always behind Bei Yueming.
Bei Yueming seemed to be unable to escape no matter what, as if he had fallen into shackles.
"Isn't this Princess Anguo? What is she doing? She is actually chasing the little prince!"
"My God, how dare she be in full view of everyone!"
"Didn't she love the little prince so much that she loves her? Will this woman be too cruel?"
“…”
Everyone was talking nonstop, and they were talking a lot.
The flash of time seemed to be back more than a year ago. Qingge first came to Beiyue and woke up from her sleep in disheveled clothes. At that time, even if she was criticized by thousands of people, she had no fear in the face of killing rain.
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After a year, she became the most arrogant one.
At the end of Huarong Lane is a wall of iron. Bei Yueming had no way to escape. People watching the fun gathered around him. Bei Yueming turned around and looked at Qingge who was walking slowly with murderous aura in shock.
The woman's eyes were scarlet and her mouth was smiling. Her ink-colored long clothes were like mandalas in the dark place, and she was in full bloom.
"Why don't you run away?" The woman's voice was cold, Tsinghua was unparalleled, and she was so charming that she became another kind of beauty.
If anyone has seen Ji Yue's style, and now looking at this girl in black clothes and white hair, he will definitely be surprised to find that there is a faint shadow of Ji Yue on the girl.
It is said that if you are with your beloved for a long time, you will become another person. (To be continued)