Bo Wei seemed to feel that it was not satisfying to say a word. Before Fang Zhuo could reply, he sneered: "Master Fang, will you watch coldly when I kill your father?"
Qingge: "..."
Unexpectedly, in terms of poison, it was still Wei Bo's mouth poison.
Fang Yu was so anxious that he was not angry. Under his cloak, there was a sinister light flashing in his eyes.
Xun Wulei suffered a great loss when arguing with Wei Bo. Besides, his strength would not be Wei Bo's opponent, so he did not say a word.
When the two sides were in a stalemate, Fang Yu walked to the side of the God King and asked, "God King, may you be hindering Nan Xueluo and General Wei?"
The God King shook his head: "Wei Bo has the Demon King Sword, and there is a trace of the breath of the God of Eternal Life on the sword. It only takes a moment to break the hand of my God King. I can only restrain one person, I will not move Aluo, she
It’s my wife, and you can’t bear to kill Ye Qingge’s life. Even if I restrain Wei Bo alone, it will be a life-and-death battle. Either you die or I die, and I don’t have the confidence to defeat Wei Bo.”
Obviously, the God King cherished his life and refused Fang Yu's request.
Fang Yu glanced at Wei Bo standing in front of him and thought something was wrong.
Wei Bo's strength is far beyond his imagination.
Moreover, the most powerful thing is the Demon King Sword, which exerted the power that the God King and others feared.
Fang Yu retreated to the camp, paced around, pressed his fists against his lips, and lowered his head and thought for a long time.
The maid Li Qinglian followed her around and asked for a long time, "Do you have a solution to it?"
Fang Yu lifted up the curtain and looked up at the shining dog cage.
"Don't be afraid, there are nine realms to deal with them." Fang Yu said.
As long as people come from the Nine Realms, they can destroy Dongzhou and capture the Eastern Emperor alive.
The Blood Dove has reported the information, and the top leaders of the Nine Realms are also furious. It is not long before the Nine Realms will send people to capture Wei Bo and Yingyue’s killers.
What Fang Zhuo has to do now is to wait. Only when he loses the greatest threat and has a perfect grasp will he attack again.
Qingge could not fight back. She understood that Fang Zhui was in charge of the sect's mansion and came on behalf of the God Lord. Even if she had some chance of winning now, if she counterattacked, the situation would reverse again as soon as the God Lord came.
Now the two sides are in a stalemate, and the chances of winning are hard to say.
Fang Zhuo is waiting for the people from the Nine Realms.
Qingge is waiting for Blue Tail's bribe.
If the bribery is successful, there will be nothing wrong with Jiujie and Xunwulei, and it can temporarily resolve the crisis of Jiuci.
Qingge's approach is a decision after careful consideration, not a momentary spirit.
The game between the two phases is not only about soldiers coming and going, but also about psychological tactics.
Until the last moment, no one knows who wins and who loses.
...
People in the realm of death have a short time to breathe a sigh of relief.
Miss Nine, Ajiao and others came over with pills to bandage the wounded soldiers.
Liu Yan'er, Ye Qingcheng and others were all covered in bruises.
The worst thing is that Xiong Batian, who lies on the ground and cannot move.
Nan Xueluo picked up Xiong Batian and walked inside.
Xiong Batian took a breath of air conditioning, his eyes were full of tears, pitiful, whimper: "Young master, it hurts so much, be gentle."
Nan Xueluo's face became darker and darker. He turned to look at Qingge, as if asking, why did Qingge have an idiot disciple?
Qingge shrugged and spread her hands helplessly. She didn't realize that Xiong Batian was so idiotic.
Oh, I found it...
It's just not that obvious.
Four Stars. During the Battle of Varo, Xiong Batian led his fellow villagers to attack Four Stars. The two armies confronted each other, and the momentum was tense in front of and behind the city gate.
How could this eldest prince Xiong Batian kneeled in front of the city gate and said hello to senior sister.
Qingge coughed dryly and took out the pills he had refined in these spare time. They used all the top medicinal materials above the Thousand Clans, with amazing recovery.
Xiong Batian was lying on the bed, and Gillian was picking up some bones for him.
Nan Xueluo pondered for a while and stood up and wanted to leave.
"Young Master, I'm afraid." Xiong Batian said.
Nan Xueluo's eyes were slightly dark, and she finally sat next to her, even with a cold face.
"What are you afraid of as a big man?" Nan Xueluo asked coldly.
"I'm afraid of death." Xiong Batian said honestly. After saying that, Xiong Batian's eyes flashed. He hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is it serious for the young master to marry me?"
A row of black lines fell on Nan Xue's forehead, and suddenly she regretted it a little. What happened? God knows why she said that?
When she thought about the rest of her life, the two "big men" lived a shameless life, Nan Xueluo's throat became a little dry.
"Ahhhh! It hurts, it hurts so much!" Xiong Batian's tears splashed in pain and screamed.
Nan Xueluo's head seemed to explode when he heard it, and his face became darker.
This idiot!
"Be good, it doesn't hurt." Nan Xueluo sighed, held Xiong Batian's hand, and comforted gently.
Gillian was careful to treat her and didn't dare to look up, maybe she felt it was a bit eye-catching.
"Young master, I need to kiss you." Xiong Batian said aggrievedly.
Nan Xueluo was furious. Why did this guy still have to make a big fuss?
Qingge, who came to the room with her feet, was frozen in the air, and she retracted silently, retreated, and left as if she was flying.
Xiong Ba Tian is shameless, she is shameless.
"As aware, don't mess around." Nan Xueluo said.
Xiong Batian's tears come as soon as he says.
He and the God King are two completely different men.
Xiong Batian's tears were like a beam of light, tearing the darkness in Nan Xueluo's heart and hitting the soft part.
After pondering for a while, Nan Xueluo leaned down and bit Xiong Batian's earlobe.
The movements were so gentle and affectionate, like electric current, passing through Xiong Batian's whole body.
Nan Xueluo's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "If you don't obey, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dog."
Ao, the real murderer of the young master.
Xiong Ba Tian is floating in the sky, his cheeks are red.
Gillian: "…"
Is she here to treat the disease or torture?
After bandaging Xiong Batian's wound, Jiao only regretted that she had grown two legs and flew out like a rabbit.
In the house, only Xiong Batian, Nan Xueluo and the other two were left. Nan Xueluo sat on the edge of the bed with his back facing Xiong Batian.
All were speechless and silent for a long time.
"Does it hurt?" Nan Xueluo asked with his back to Xiong Batian.
"It hurts, it hurts." Xiong Batian was so sad that he deformed, and tears flowed as soon as he said that.
Nan Xueluo sighed, looked back at Xiong Batian, and wiped away Xiong Batian's tears: "Don't cry."
"Okay." Xiong Batian held his tears.
"You really want to marry me?" Nan Xueluo asked: "Do you know that I am a man, and you and me have to face the worldly vision; aren't you afraid of your father's disappointed look? In this life, we may
No children. Moreover, we cannot have sex with ordinary couples. If you are my person, since you are suffocating to death, I will never allow you to find the charming sluts outside. Have you ever thought about these questions?"(