Lazy and graceful, luxurious and natural.
Nan Xueluo looked at Fang Zhuo and smiled charmingly: "Come on, let me see your courage. I am here today, who dares to touch her? Fang Zhuo, don't you have the guts? Come on, let me see your neck
How hard it is, how many times can you cut off your dog's head!"
The white snow covered the sky and the earth swept across the mountains with murderous aura.
It is also an ancient power, even the hand of the God King!
Ten thousand years ago, the God King was practicing decadently, but Nan Xueluo was a master.
Now sitting on the throne made up of wind and snow, although Nan Xueluo had tears on her face, she was as powerful as thunder, as if she was going down the mountain fiercely!
Qingge stood behind the throne of wind and snow, and she could see a few strands of black hair scattered in the snow.
Broken black hair and broken love threads, and will never be a bitter lover from now on.
She had once hated Nan Xueluo. Nan Xueluo treated the Queen too cruelly and cruelly, but now Qingge felt a bit of desolation from the wind and snow.
The couple's friendship that has been persisted in for tens of thousands of years has finally come to an end.
On that side, Xiong Batian, Ajiao and Feng Jin arrived.
Xiong Batian saw Nan Xue Luo in the wind and snow, his eyes flashed. Wang Qinghong seemed to be different from his imagined sharp expressions?
"Aluo, enough, stop, this matter has nothing to do with you!" said the God King.
Once upon a time, no matter what he said, Nan Xueluo would do it. The God King even suspected that when he asked Nan Xueluo to die, Nan Xueluo would not hesitate.
Now Nan Xueluo's eyes are no longer affectionate, but are filled with indifference he has never seen before.
"God King, you always love Fengqi deeply, but Zeng Fengqi is not here, trying to kill the person she wants to protect. Ask yourself, how disgusting is your love?" Nan Xueluo sneered: "I am here today,
Don’t want to touch anyone here, the God King, remember that the relationship between you and my husband has come to an end. Even if I die in the future, the heavenly realm is a piece of loess, don’t come to my grave to worship!”
"Aluo!" The God King shouted coldly.
A faint sense of panic suddenly spread to all limbs and bones, causing the God King's back to feel cold.
Looking at Nan Xueluo, who was resolutely in the heavy snow not far away, for some reason, he was in pain.
The beating heart was aching faintly, as if it was gnawing by countless ants, and was pierced down the pores by sharp needles.
It was like drinking a glass of sweet wine. After the mouth was taken, my mouth was full of bitterness. It seemed not strong, but in fact it had a great momentum. I was drunk and unconscious, leaving only the pain of wandering and wandering!
"Aluo, are you insisting on this? Are we two going to rebel against each other?" The God King was still looking forward, hoping that Nan Xueluo would love him as much as before, never leave him, and obey his will.
"Aren't we already rebel? Don't you hate me?" Nan Xueluo asked back. She felt very powerless, lowered her eyes and leaned on Bingxue's chair.
Love is the most bitter glass.
Nan Xueluo closed her eyes and felt happy and free.
From now on, she will no longer be bound by love. She is the freest soul in the world.
It's ridiculous to say that she remembers a joke for ten thousand years when she was young.
"Aluo, I don't hate you. When you come back, we are still as young as our guests." The God King said. His eyes were no longer as clear and clean as before, and there were already calculations that Nan Xueluo couldn't understand.
The God King took retreat as an advance, attempting to say soft words to deceive Nan Xueluo away, and then attack Ye Qingge.
Unfortunately, Nan Xueluo believed without regrets in the past, not because of her trust, but because of her deep love, she deceiving herself, drawing a jail to form a cocoon and tying herself! So that moths flew into the fire, and she would never be reborn and would never be buried!
At this moment, Nan Xueluo laughed sarcastically, and his laughter became more and more exaggerated, and he was eventually destroyed in the wind and snow.
She loved the god king who was young and recited scriptures for the withered flowers, rather than a cold-blooded beast.
Ten thousand years have passed, things have changed.
The God King still looked at Nan Xueluo with vague expectations. He thought that Nan Xueluo was still alive for love as always.
Nan Xueluo looked at him with pain. After a long time, Nan Xueluo sneered and chuckled, his eyes getting colder.
"Get out, two shameless beasts." Nan Xueluo said coldly.
"Aluo!" The God King was angry, "Come here, I have to pretend that you have never heard of all your words."
He didn't believe that those who loved him for thousands of years could be so heartless and righteous!
"How can the words you say and splashed water be taken back? God King, do you think it's a joke? I fell in love with others, and you are nothing." Nan Xueluo said contemptuously.
"Impossible!" The God King blurted out and vetoed.
"Oh……"
Nan Xue fell on the chair and hooked her finger at Xiong Batian: "Batian, come here."
Xiong Batian was in the relationship between the God King and Wang Qinghong, and suddenly heard the words with silk and looked at Nan Xueluo suddenly.
Xiong Batian swallowed, thinking that he would die without burial if he offended the person in front of him, he hurriedly walked to Nan Xueluo with his short legs.
"King..." Before the words "Young Master" were spoken, Nan Xueluo grabbed his clothes and took them into his arms.
Xiong Batian fell in Nan Xueluo's arms, opened his eyes slightly, but saw an enlarged face reflected in his eyes.
ah!
He... was kissed by a man?
Xiongbatian's mind buzzed, and he felt that the world was so ridiculous, but he did not have the rejection and disgust he imagined.
The young master's lips are so soft...
How could he be as soft as a woman? Although he had never tasted a woman's lips.
Xiong Batian's mind remembered many things, his dead mother, and his father who was far away in the pursuit of Ye Continent...
He didn't know why he thought about this, but he just nervously grabbed Nan Xueluo's clothes, breathing rapidly and his heartbeat accelerated.
"Close your eyes." Nan Xueluo's voice sounded in his ears, and Xiong Batian actually closed his eyes obediently.
The people around me suddenly felt the eyes sucked. Two men kissed like this in front of tens of thousands of people?
Piansheng is not disgusting, but is a bit pleasing to the eye. He is really a ghost.
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes looked at the two people who were hugging each other enthusiastically. Why did she feel that her disciple was forced and violent? She wanted to save her disciple's innocence, and she was a vicious woman and a daughter-in-law.
She was as shy and nervous as she wanted to refuse but welcome her, which really made Qingge not know what to do.
When the God King saw this scene, there seemed to be a fire tree and silver flowers blooming in his mind, and he could not think.
"A Luo..."
This sound of Aluo was full of heartbreak.
The pain of this moment was far beyond Feng Qi's rejection back then.
The God King looked at Nan Xueluo in disbelief. If Fang Yu had not tried his best to stop him, he would even rush forward to ask for it.
Fang Zhu stopped him, and the God King pushed him away and quickly rushed away.
Appearing in front of Nan Xueluo and the others, the God King punched Xiong Batian.
Nan Xueluo held the fist of the God King with one hand, let go of Xiong Batian's lips, and raised his head.
Nan Xueluo licked the water stain on his lips, and the evil stared at the God King: "What are you? Touching my man?"
Love in the world, but that's the case. I don't love you anymore. What are you?
Chapter completed!