This time, the hand of the God King was full of strength, as if it was a powerful blow from the God King.

The light and shadow of the God King stood like a giant and a towering mountain, looking down at Qingge, Nan Xueluo, and his handsome cheeks were covered with horror and murderous intent.

After ten thousand years, his heart was no longer good, and only devastating killing was left, and he wished he could razed the world to the ground.

In the eyes of the God King, there was only Nan Xueluo.

At this moment, the God King didn't know where his feelings were.

What he couldn't get away in his mind was Feng Qi, who was arrogant and elegant, and he didn't look back.

However, when he saw Xiong Batian, he was left with murderous intent. When he saw the cruel and ruthless Nan Xueluo, he knew in his heart that he could never go back to the past. The God King was panicked and scared.

He wanted to hug Nan Xueluo's body and say to her, and he would make up for the mistakes he had made up for over the years.

He even remembered that late that night, he returned home drunkenly, standing under the wall and chanting affectionate poems, every word was his longing and admiration for Fengqi.

Nan Xueluo used his own strength to deal with the affairs of the God King's Mansion and the Nan Mansion. That year, he could not defeat other aristocratic families and had a great responsibility.

Even if the King of God's parents passed away to handle the funeral, the King of God only bought drunk on the streets and was infatuated with litigation.

Nan Xueluo returned to the mansion and felt powerless when she saw the drunken God King.

She walked to the God King, opened her hands and pleaded: "Brother God King, can you hug Aluo?"

She approached him.

The God King pushed her away and fell on his face with a palm.

"You deserve it? If you hadn't been pestering me, why would I miss Xiaoqi?" He was full of complaints and anger.

Perhaps because he was too drunk, the God King picked up the chair on the ground and smashed it on A Luo's head.

"Aluo, since you are good for me, why bother me? You are not my wife, you are my sister."

“…”

Nan Xueluo did not resist. After the God King had fought enough, she went into the kitchen to make a bowl of sobering soup for the God King.

The God King is still writing poems, every word is gentle and expresses his heart.

Nan Xuelou really envies Feng Qi. In the past, the brother of the God King only wrote poems for A Luo.

The God King has beaten Nan Xueluo more than once. Nan Xueluo is reluctant to go to blame the God King, and he is even more reluctant to be retired.

She blamed Feng Qi for all her mistakes. If Feng Qi had not appeared, she and the God King would have become husband and wife, loving for life.

Now the God King remembers everything and really regrets it.

It turned out that he was so cruel to A Luo.

But he didn't understand. He beat Aluo, and Aluo couldn't bear to leave him. Why did he have to cut off one by one and two pieces of trouble?

The God King's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and it fell on Xiong Batian in a very sharp way.

It must be the appearance of this man that changed everything that should have.

Look, love is a vicious cycle that no one can escape.

The God King looked fierce and raised his palm.

The hand of the God King fell from the sky, pressing towards Qingge with a catastrophic disaster.

The ancient power is becoming more and more powerful, a hundred times stronger than it once was.

The horror at that moment made Qingge's face change slightly.

In this attack, the God King seemed to have used all his strength, just asking her to die?

Nan Xueluo stood beside Qingge, pursed her lips slightly, turned her head to look at Liu Yan'er next to her.

"The cold ice body has a good physique, but unfortunately, a vulgar body has ruined such a good physique." Nan Xueluo said.

Qingge was frightened and looked at Nan Xueluo's side face and remembered someone: Snow Girl.

However, she had the honor of seeing the phantom of the snow girl in the Snow Girl Mountain in the Ice Valley, and was not the same as Nan Xueluo who had appeared.

Even the temperament that emanates from the bones is completely different.

Just now, Qingge seemed to feel the former snow girl.

"The center of the hand of the God King is in the third stripe from left to right of the palm. The chances of winning are considerable. However, my soul and body are not in line with each other, and my strength is limited. Qingge, pick up your knife and help me with your arm." Nan Xueluo whispered.

"I am extremely willing."

Qingge took action and held the knife.

The two of them stood with their backs to each other.

"Are you ready?" Nan Xueluo asked.

"Accompany at any time."

“…”

When the hand of the God King fell down like a broken sky and collapsed mountain, Qingge and Nan Xueluo's figures moved together, flew into the sky, and headed straight for the light and shadow of the huge palm.

That hand can break the world and collapse the country!

The Mingwang sword among the singer, the dark blue lightning light suddenly appeared.

The wind and snow fell sharply, wrapping around Nan Xueluo, forming a pair of frosty and snow wings behind him, holding two wind and snow swords in his hand.

Wind and snow slash, the Snow Girl’s technique!

At this moment, Qingge became more confident that Nan Xueluo was the Snow Girl.

However, Feng Qi and Nan Xueluo seem to remember this incident. Feng Qi's memory is broken, why is Nan Xueluo?

In a moment, Qingge slashed the third stripe of the hand of the God King with one sword. His strength was not enough, his palm remained motionless, and the Vajra was immortal.

Nan Xueluo's two swords came together and stood on the palm of the God King, as if they were about to break the flesh of the God King's palm.

With one sword and two swords, the power of thunder and lightning and wind and snow was fully displayed at this moment.

boom!

The hand of the God King trembled, and the ancient power spread out, shaking Qingge and Nan Xueluo out.

Seeing Qingge falling to the ground, Nan Xue fell in the air and stabilized her body. She stepped on the sky. The wings of Fengxue behind her spine moved slightly and carried her forward.

Nan Xueluoheng hugged Qingge who was about to fall to the ground, lowered her eyes and looked at the woman. A trace of blood was overflowing from Nan Xueluo's lips.

"Aluo?" Qingge frowned slightly.

Nan Xueluo knelt on one knee, her wings drooped slightly, and it dissipated into the wind and snow and disappeared from sight.

She showed her bloody teeth and said with a smile: "The Queen is not here, I am still here, don't be afraid."

Qingge's eyes were slightly red and he jumped from Nan Xue Luo's arms.

She never thought that one day, she would be moved by Nan Xueluo.

Qingge looked up and saw that the hand of the God King was not only without any flaws, but became stronger and stronger.

Qingge turned around and looked at Nan Xueluo and looked at him.

"Aluo, give up struggling. Your strength is fading, my strength is growing. You are no match for me, but just a meaningless resistance." The God King said indifferently.

"His strength seems to have suddenly improved, and it is a bit strange." Nan Xueluo said.

"Continue?" Qingge smiled flamboyantly, not afraid of danger, but instead felt a little boiling and passionate.

Nan Xueluo was slightly surprised and smiled: "You girl, you are in love with the battle. Come on, continue."

"God King, you are so disgusting. I will never regret anything in my life, but I regret it. I met you."

A joke should not be remembered for thousands of years.

Fortunately, she finally woke up.

The God King was furious, and the God King's hand was overturned again, and all his eyes were about killing.

The hand of the God King is getting closer and closer to the earth, and time is urgent, Qingge and Nan Xueluo flew out together.

A Ming King sword can open up the world and cut off mountains and rivers.
Chapter completed!