"Ge'er?" The Grand Master looked at Qingge in surprise: "Did you know this person was empty in Tianji Tower?"
"Um."
Qingge nodded slightly and looked at Fang Yu: "What? Lord Fang finally dares to show his true face?"
Seeing Fang Yu do this, Qingge understands that Fang Yu is confident of winning.
"It seems that Bitong didn't tell you that I had been sleeping with her for decades. She could not understand my true face best." Fang Yu gave up and laughed like a wild ghost.
"Empty! The dead are the greatest. If you humiliate others like this, will your conscience hurt?" Feng Qingyang shouted angrily.
"She is not dead." Fang Yu said softly: "I was almost deceived by her, thinking she had been burned to ashes. Unexpectedly, she gave me such a big surprise."
Fang Yu looked at Qingge carefully: "Hasn't she told you how I got along with her during the twenty years of being in the same room?"
Fang Yu tore Qingge's scars and ruthlessly trampled on Qingge's sore spots.
In full view of everyone, Fang Yu completely ignored Yan Bitong's dignity.
This is his punishment to Yan Bitong.
Put it to death and live?
He wanted Yan Bitong to know that even if he tried his best to escape from the wolf's nest, the tiger's nest he set up was waiting for her.
Fang Yu looked at Qingge's face expectantly, wanting to see the woman's indifference gradually cracked until it was broken.
Qingge was as calm as before, and his expression was unchanged, but his eyes were filled with a little murderous intent.
"Life is better than death." After a long time, Qingge sneered and spoke lightly.
The four concise words mean that Fang Yu cannot remain calm and pounce on Qingge like a poisonous snake.
Without waiting for Qingge to take action, without waiting for the Ming King's sword to slash the sky, Feng Qingyang, Duan Yun and others rushed to force Fang Zhuo to intercept Fang Zhuo's attack.
Fang Yu yelled with red eyes: "Life is worse than death when you are with me? You are wrong. She is worse than death when you are with your vulgar and ignorant father. Ye Jingfeng is not worthy of her!"
"Mr. Fang seems to have a misunderstanding. There has never been a good or unworthy relationship in love. It's just a two-face-to-face consent. You are so pitiful, no one has ever loved you."
Qingge said sarcastically, with a cold smile on the corner of her lips.
"Whether he is worthy or not, he is Mrs. Yan's husband, and you are just a stinky fish and shrimp that cannot reach the table, just a clown who jumps on the beam." Feng Qingyang ridiculed.
"Fang Yu, before doing things, learn to be a human being." Duan Yun said.
"I didn't expect that Lord Kongxu of Tianji Tower was such a humble and disgusting person."
“…”
Fang Yu looked at the people from the three sects who were blocking him, endured his anger and closed his eyes.
Victory is right in front of him, and he is not in a hurry.
After a moment, Fang Yu opened his eyes and looked at Duan Yun and others jokingly: "Three sects are about to be destroyed in your hands."
Fang Yu looked at the god king in the sky with heavy palm shadows and black clouds. The god king who had lost his memory for the last period of time was extremely tacit understanding and looked at the gorgeous dog cage with Fang Yu.
In the dim light, the luxurious dog cage stood quietly.
Fang Yu's eyes were as sinister as a snake. The dog cage he looked at was a stunning and beautiful woman struggling in pain.
This is the result he wants.
Since Yan Bitong is still alive, he wants to tell Yan Bitong that he will pay a heavy price if he betrayed him.
Yan Bitong, who is far away in the Chiyan Mansion of the Shenyue Capital, is discussing the matter of the elves with the Seventh Palace King and the Five Palace King.
A maid added cooked hot tea to Yan Bitong. Yan Bitong said as she picked up the teacup: "The formation of heaven and earth has been shaken. Once it is broken, the strong man of immortality will be born. At that time, heaven and earth will be in chaos.
It's indeed not a good thing. Hiss..." Yan Bitong took a breath of cold air and did not hold the tea cup firmly. As the crisp sound rang out, Yan Bitong looked down and saw tea and tea leaves all over the ground.
"Master Chiyan?" The King of the Seventh Palace was surprised: "You are..."
Yan Bitong lowered her eyes and looked at her slender fingers coldly. The index finger seemed to be safe and sound, and in a moment, blood appeared.
"Why don't you give me medicine to Lord Chi Yan!" said the Seventh Palace King anxiously.
Yan Bitong shook her head, twisted her clothes and wiped the blood from her fingers casually.
Just now, she suddenly felt panic, and she was still scared and could not calm down.
"Seven Palace Kings, can you please have something to do?" Yan Bitong asked.
"What's the matter? Lord Chi Yan just give me the order?"
"Go to the human race's Gods Realm and see how my daughter is doing." Yan Bitong's face turned pale and her tone was panicked.
The King of the Seventh Palace smiled: "It turns out that Lord Chi Yan is worried about Miss Ye, who is Miss Ye? The Queen of Qinglian, the wife of Emperor Qing Emperor. Moreover, Miss Ye is smart and smart, and has extraordinary strength. How could she be bullied by others.
go?"
Yan Bitong looked at the Seventh Palace King, looking in a daze.
The dignified Divine Moon in front of me is her father, Qingge's grandfather.
But she dared not recognize it.
The existence of the grandfather is like a page of torn white paper, without any pain or itch, and has long disappeared from the years and memories.
The King of the Seventh Palace shook his head, "Forget it, since Lord Chi Yan is worried, I will send someone to the Gods Heaven Realm to take a look. But Shen Yue doesn't care about other tribes. This is the rule of the elves. Lord Chi Yan must not
Forgot. I also hope that Miss Ye can heal, after all, Miss Ye can cure the poisonous aura of the child in Shangting."
"In this way, it will be a blessing for the Seventh Palace King." Yan Bi said.
The Seventh Palace King looked at the thunder god of the fifth palace, who was absent-minded, and said, "You are sighing again and dazed again. What are you doing?"
Thunder God was depressed and dejected: "I haven't seen Master for a long time. I miss her."
The Seventh Palace King shuddered, a monster who had lived for five thousand years, a young girl in her prime, who is the old man?
"It's getting late. Lord Chi Yan, Lord Palace Kings, I will take the lead."
The Seven Palace King patted his sleeves and stood up and left.
Yan Bitong suddenly turned around and saw that the Seventh Palace King was about to cross the threshold, and said, "Seventh Palace King!"
The Seventh Palace King stopped and looked at Yan Bitong in confusion: "Does Lord Chi Yan have something to do?"
"It's okay." Yan Bitong said with a wry smile.
The King of the Seventh Palace smiled slightly and then walked out, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Yan Bitong's vision.
Yan Bitong's heart seemed to fall into an ice cellar.
She suddenly looked at the Seven Palace Kings who were gradually moving away and disappearing.
...
Dongzhou.
Fang Yu returned to the camp with a higher terrain, and his scorpion-like eyes looked at the masters of the three sects as if they were quenched.
"This is your last chance. Do you really want to sacrifice everyone in the three sects for a dog in the cage? If you don't give up, I can kill Dongzhou today, and the people of Dongzhou are living in poverty, and I can make three tomorrow
The blood of the sect flows into a river, and the three new sects are established!" Fang Yu said angrily.
"Okay, very good, everyone can rest assured. Since you are so affectionate, I will bury your corpses together in the future." Fang Yu waved away.
"This Fang Zhuo is afraid he is a madman." Duan Yun whispered: "This is not a human being, it is clearly a ghost. He is so disgusting."
Not far away, the sound of Fang Zhuo came.
Fang Yu waved his hand and shouted: "Qinglian, open the cage!"
Li Qinglian stood behind Fang Yu, looking at the gorgeous dog cage, and hesitated for a long time.
"I asked you to open the cage, didn't you hear it?" Fang Yu's voice seemed to be a summoning from the underworld, an invitation from the god of death.
Li Qinglian finally walked to the "Dongguo Dog Cage" and pressed the mysterious dark grid at a complex frequency to open the dog cage plated with a layer of gilded.
"Emperor Dong, come on." Fang Yu made a mean voice, listened carefully, and was mixed with a sharp smile: "This is the home I have carefully built for you. Do you still like it?" (To be continued)