In front of Huarong Lane, the people in Beiyue surrounded the entrance of the alley and were blocked.
In front of the floating cloud wall at the end, the man fell to the ground, tilted his head and looked at the girl coming towards him in horror.
The girl held a machete in her hand, and the strong wind lifted up three thousand white hair. She curled her lips and smiled bloodthirstyly. She walked forward a few steps, walked to Bei Yueming, and looked down with scarlet eyes as she looked at the past shocking glitter and now in a mess.
man.
Time and time!
Bei Yueming challenged her limits and patience again and again, and this time, she would never let her go.
Just like she will not let the Northern Moon Emperor go in the future.
"Ye Qingge, I am the prince of Beiyue, you dare!" Beiyue Ming said in panic when he saw Qingge lifting the Ming King's sword.
Qingge curled his lips and smiled coldly, raised his hand and fell to the ground, and Bei Yueming's tragic screams resounded through Yunye, and everyone was stunned to look at the bloody scene.
Qingge's face was like cold frost, and the blood demon blade in his body burst out and roared towards Bei Yueming. Countless blood demon blades passed by Bei Yueming's body, and the black robes on his body were weighing a lot in a blink of an eye.
The shaved clothes fell all over the ground, and the white bodies were displayed in front of everyone.
The cold wind blew on Bei Yueming's body. Bei Yueming looked down and was naked, naked. He raised his eyes again and gathered many people behind Qingge. This time, no one would cover him.
With his outer robe, Bei Yueming completely became the laughing stock of Bei Yue and became the most funny prince in Bei Yue's history.
Qingge walked forward, squatted down, pulled Bei Yueming's hair and turned around and left. Bei Yueming's naked body was dragging on the ground, in a mess.
Everyone blocked the Huarong Lane saw the girl coming, avoiding both sides, giving way to Qingge.
Qingge's eyes were fierce, her eyes were scarlet, she held a knife in one hand and dragged Bei Yueming out with the other hand, and blood was decorated with the lonely street.
dusk.
The setting sun is like blood.
Everyone on the street looked at Qingge, and the funny prince among Qingge.
She has always been a cruel person, and there is no ruthless person, only even more ruthless.
If someone else just attacked her, she would kill her and cut her off with pleasure, but Bei Yueming injured Ye Qingcheng and Ye Jingjing, these two women who protected her with their lives!
In her decisive heart, there was a pure land, and the people she loved and wanted to protect.
A dragon has reverse scales. If it touches it, it will die. If it is wolves have dark thorns. If it is peeping, it will kill.
Therefore, Bei Yueming must die, and he must die with his eyes open.
All the accounts must be settled today.
No matter whether she is a prince or an emperor, if she wants to kill her, she will live in vain for more than ten years, and the murderous aura will rush to death, and she will chase and kill the man thousands of miles away, without any mercy and be polite!
In the future, the girl's reputation of being cruel and vicious was overwhelming. Everyone said that the underworld, the underworld, and the light song on the ground was the word "Yan Qingge".
However, don’t talk about Anguo, she will cause trouble to the country.
"Ye Qingge, be arrogant, stop me!"
Above the chariot, a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe was domineering. Behind him were three thousand dead soldiers. These dead soldiers were wearing black clothes and black hats. The ink-like gauze was blown like water by the wind.
When the ripples were rippling, the pair of cold eyes released endless dead energy, as if they were soulless puppets and walking zombies.
Three thousand dead soldiers, the wind and clouds are as crazy as the sky and the earth are silent, and all sounds are silent. The nine-five Supreme looked at Qingge with cold eyes, and his murderous intent was faint.
It was like a long-planned battle, or it seemed like a clever arrangement that should have been made in the dark after being miserably miserable. Qingge faced three thousand dead men alone, not afraid of danger, her long black-colored clothes blew without wind, and her white hair drooped on her shoulders,
The bloody eyes are scarlet, and who dares to compete with the domineering aura?
"What if I say no?"
She inserted the Mingwang knife in her hand into the cold ground. She grabbed Bei Yueming's neck with one hand and placed the other on Bei Yueming's sky spirit cover. Her fingertips were wrapped around the surging spiritual energy. She raised her face and smiled.
Like a flower, the arrogant and arrogant one, but also the evil one is like a nine-tailed fox.
"You dare!"
Seeing Qingge's murderous intentions revealed, Emperor Beiyue said angrily, but did not let the dead soldiers behind him take action. He just sat on the chariot carried by the palace slave, looking at Qingge, his eyes as if they were thunderous, wildly
Killing aura.
A smile broke into Qingge's mouth, and she leaned against Bei Yueming's ear with her broken arm, exhaling like an orchid, "See, your father, your father, I really hope you die."
Bei Yueming stared at the man who was competing for the world on the chariot with wide eyes and disbelief. Although he asked Qingge to stop angrily, he did not take any action.
He is waiting!
After Qingge kills Bei Yueming, he will take action to capture Qingge.
In order to kill Qingge, he even used Bei Yueming as bait to give Qingge a natural crime.
"You can't kill me, you can't!" Bei Yueming shouted hysterically, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die.
Qingge's eyebrows and eyes were charming, and she smiled sweetly, "Bei Yueming, die."
He used his hands to twist Bei Yueming's head and his neck was broken. Qingge threw Bei Yueming to the ground and looked at the man who was not angry and powerful on the chariot.
She was open-minded and bloodthirsty, like killing.
Bei Yueming could not believe that it would be his father who pushed him into the abyss until his death.
"Ye Qingge, you are so ruthless and you are unforgivable!" Emperor Beiyue slapped his hand, and the entire chariot was shaking. The eight palace slaves carrying the chariot trembled in their chests, spitting out blood.
Qingge smiled slightly, facing the current emperor's spirit, chatting and laughing freely, the charm between his eyebrows and eyes stunned the eyes of the world, "Emperor, why did Qingge blame me? The prince is poisonous to the seven emotions and wants to do something wrong
,I am the princess of Beiyue, the orphan of a generation of war gods. What is the crime of self-defense?"
"What a self-defense." In a rage, Emperor Beiyue laughed, "Is the self-defense killed my son? Ye Qingge, it seems that the Jingfeng is not here, your heart is getting wilder, I want to do it for him.
Teach you a good lesson!"
"The Emperor is not qualified to mention my father." Qingge said coldly: "The Emperor set up a ten-side ambush and killed my father with 30,000 dead soldiers. How could the Emperor be as stable as today? How could he be as calm as my father?
Credit? After suffering hardships, the emperor was born, but he secretly killed my father."
"emperor."
Qingge's angrily shouted, scaring everyone's nerves, and the Northern Moon Emperor even trembled even more.
The girl in front of the sedan chair took a step forward and said, "Even if she is guilty, then the sinner Qingge wants to ask the emperor, and I want to ask the wise king of Beiyue. My father's body has not been cold for sixteen years, and the soldiers of that year have all
The ambitions to go to the East and West are hard to fulfill. These are the warriors who defended their country and had supreme glory back then. Facing these people, when they dreamed of returning at midnight, did the emperor feel more than half guilty? Have they ever been frightened?"
The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky.
The five lakes and the four seas reflect the figures like ink lotus. (To be continued)