There seemed to be a afterimage, and lightning flashed by.
The strong wind is like a demon. Under the green sun, the woman in a scarlet dress suddenly sank, as if she had fallen into the abyss. She suddenly turned around and looked. Through a fog, she saw the fiery red fox coming hideously.
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The woman's dark pupils were filled with dark demonic obstacles and dark nothingness.
She seemed to see the light and shadow reflected behind the fox, which was only half an arm. She didn't know what kind of ferocious beast it was, as if it was from ancient times, like a dragon but not a dragon, like a phoenix but not a phoenix, like a nine-tailed fox, and like a nine-tailed fox.
It is the Qilin beast. In short, the huge figure of the beast blocks the rising sun above the Eight Desolates, as if it is going to swallow this day, fertilize this day, the mountains, rivers and earth that stretches for thousands of miles, are in a dim way, in the universe,
Where is it not its figure?
This is the master of eternal life, the king of that demon realm.
“Huh?”
Not far away, a beautiful woman wearing a mandala-carved road mask looked at Ji Yue in surprise, "How could this spirit beast have the aura of a demon king?"
The feeling of panic permeated every part of Qingliu's body. She widened her eyes and clenched her hands slightly. The light and shadow of the ferocious beast opposite her almost made her kneel down and surrender and worship.
In front of the real king, who is not an ant?
However, when Qingliu tightened her pupils and looked at her closely, there was only a fox left in her eyes.
It was a fox with violent aura all over his body, even bloodier than the killing wolf in the blood prison. It pounced on Qingliu and bit off a piece of meat from Qingliu's face.
He is very cruel, even more cruel than Qingge.
He was also very gentle and had talked about poetry and the distance in front of her.
For Ji Yue, the last thing he regretted was the highly anticipated wedding. He regretted it and hated himself for not stopping it before it happened.
It doesn't matter who the man standing beside Qingge is, at most he will be desperate, but the girl's sorrow and despair that day will make him unforgettable for this life.
He is a useless man, he lets his beloved woman be joked by everyone in the world.
Therefore, when Qing Liukou mentioned the matter unrestrainedly, the fox was completely inspired to kill.
Even if he overthrew the world, he wouldn't want her to be sad.
Qingge knew what Ji Yue was thinking, but when she thought of Mei Qingchen again, she was clear-headed and had no trouble.
But he just doesn't understand.
It’s not that he doesn’t understand, but Ji Yue takes her too much importance, so he is careful. As long as it’s about her, he will fight for his life.
"ah--"
The woman's scream was like a sharp blade, cutting through the silence of the world.
Qingliu was thrown to the ground by Ji Yue, and blood spread under Ji Yue's hair. The smell of blood stimulated everyone's mouths and noses.
The girl's eyes were so clear that she walked forward and hugged the little fox who was crawling in the blood and venting her anger for her. The little fox was covered in blood. The bloody breath in her pupils made her stunned for a moment, and then she turned it on.
Holding it in his arms, regardless of the blood stained red ink clothes on Ji Yue's body, a dark blood lotus bloomed in the desolate country.
Some ladies are afraid of bloody scenes.
When Qingge picked up Ji Yue, he saw the blurred flesh and blood on Qingliu's face that was lying on the ground and spasming. They were all frightened to their faces turn pale and sweat dripping.
Qingge is not afraid of any trouble for her and Ji Yue, but she is afraid that Qingliu will be injured and will affect Li Fugui.
Li Fugui's eyes were filled with surprise. He was in Fugui Hall, and he saw the little fox with red mane wandering in front of Qingge all day long, constantly showing his attentiveness, acting cute and rolling. This was the first time he saw the little fox squirting like this.
, like the machete in the executioner, the god of war on the ancient battlefield.
A piece of flesh was bitten off Qingliu's face. The pain of peeling the skin made her want to glar her eyes off. Her hands were pressed against the ground, her nails were folded, and her bright red and sticky blood was seeped out.
The people in the mayor's mansion were all dumbfounded and extremely frightened.
They followed Qingliu and saw Qingliu calling the wind and rain in Qingshi Town. Wherever they walked, they were admired and admired. When did they ever see Qingliu suffering such hardship?
"If you don't take Miss Qingliu away, you will be unhappy if something happens to her." Li Fugui glanced at these stupid people, shook his head slightly, and felt sorry for his iron.
The rice bucket is a bunch of rice buckets.
Hearing this, the soldiers who were still riding on horseback thought of the consequences that Qingliu had to bear when something happened to Qingliu, all of them flew over and dismounted, helped Qingliu, who was unable to move due to injuries, and rushed to the mayor's mansion.
Healing.
When the green willow was carried away, she turned her face sideways, and endless blood flowed out of the shocking wound. A large amount of blood dripped on the ground and bloomed with charming flowers. The apricot eyes were now vicious.
She stared at Qingge as if she was looking at the enemy who killed her father, and her sharp blade was as sharp as a knife, and she wished she could cut Qingge into pieces.
Qingge hugged the little fox covered in blood and sighed, it was another enemy.
Li Fugui walked forward, went to Qingge, and whispered: "Just leave Qingliu's affairs to me."
"You don't have to help me too much. I'm alone and I'm not afraid of anything. You still have a wealthy hall." Qingge smiled slightly and said lazily.
"Lonely?" Li Fugui chuckled, "What if she pointed her finger at Bei Yueye's house?"
Qingge's pupils suddenly shrank, as if there was a storm and rain without warning, a doomsday carnival came. The woman who was still as bright as a sunny woman was like a demon in a flash, killing her blood and killing her, cruel and cold.
Beiyueye’s family, where her heart is!
Ye Qingtian has already broken through the spirit master, Ye Wuhen is planning and strategizing. The two old men Mo Yuntian and Xiao Cang are not bad at all. Beihuang will also take care of the Ye family. Logically speaking, they are not afraid of a Qingliu of the innate eleventh level.
But the point is that Qingliu is the mayor of Qingshi Town, and Qingshi Town is full of flowers and beautiful, and uses gambling stones as a game to control countless gamblers. If she wants to deal with Beiyueye’s family, the outcome is really hard to say.
Qingge went to Jialan alone, wandering outside to experience life and death, just to make his family feel more at ease.
If she reaches the peak and is so powerful, who dares to touch the Ye family?
Her people?
Qingliu is not afraid of dealing with her.
If it were Ye's family-
The girl's anger became stronger and stronger.
"Look at you, you still say that you are alone. Beiyueye's family is your home." Li Fugui said softly and said in a low voice.
Qingge pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Li Fugui smiled helplessly, raised his hand, flicked Qingge's forehead, as if he wanted to wake Qingge up, "Since you are in Fugui Hall, we are our own people, don't worry about going to gander your business
OK, let me leave the rest. What's my name?"
The change of topic was too fast, which caught Qingge off guard. After Li Fugui asked again, Qingge said: "Li... Fugui." (To be continued)