In the open space ahead of the ocean of enlightenment, tens of thousands of disciples of various races all looked at the ancient Linglu car at the same time.
The boy was as lazy as a cat, and his bright red robe as blood, amazed countless people.
Ye Qingcheng suddenly looked up, his pupils slightly tightened, and his heart suffocated.
No matter how long it has passed, every meeting can make her soul tremble.
Disciples of all races whispered to each other and whispered:
"Who is that man? What a great temperament!"
"You don't know this, that's Ye Wuhen, the new demon king who has become famous in the three thousand generations recently."
"Is that the most handsome man in the three thousand generations?"
"I am not just the Demon Lord of the Demon Abyss, but also the grandson of the elder of the Nianxia clan!"
“…”
When the Linglu Ancient Car stopped, a huge flying beast landed not far ahead. It was the team of the Nianxia clan, including Ye Qingge's old acquaintance.
Qingge walked down from the Linglu Ancient Car, and walked like a floating cloud, without leaving any footprints on this land.
Long Shitian watched her get closer and closer, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Sure enough, no matter where he went, she was the one who was most eye-catching in the crowd.
"Hello, Mr. Ye." The senior brother of the Shenyin clan who had fought with Long Shitian before was quite admired by holding a sword and holding a fist.
The world talks about the deeds that Ye Wuhen has left in the Three Thousand Worlds, and some male disciples are even more admiring and are so fanatical. This male disciple is one of them.
Qingge raised his jaw slightly, looked at the male disciple with great flamboyance and evil spirit, lifted up his lips and pulled out an arrogant smile.
"What is you?"
The casual gaze and slow tone were exactly this unruly romantic style that fully interpreted the arrogance.
"Young Master Ye?" the man was surprised.
Qingge walked forward, came to Ye Qingcheng's side, and glanced at the senior sister in the green shirt: "Which hand did you use to push her?"
Senior sister in Green Shirt was stunned, stuttering for a moment, incoherently: "I...she..."
"Which hand?" Qingge lowered his eyes, his tone increased, and the solemn aura quietly spread, sweeping across the world like a storm, and everyone was panicked!
The boy in front of him is like an emperor walking out of the darkness, judging all living beings and judging
The world is an absolute devil who controls her power of life and death.
Senior Sister Green Shirt has never seen such a scene, and her legs were so frightened that she was so frightened.
"It's the right hand." Long Shitian said.
"Yun'er, come here and chop her right hand and feed it to Linglu." Qingge smiled cruelly, and said in a brutal way, but it was full of blood and full of horror!
Senior Sister Green Shirt looked at the cruel boy in front of her, her eyes widened and her body enlarged, looking disbelief.
She is a female disciple of the Shenyin clan. Her hands are used to play the piano. How can she just chop them up?
But she never thought that it was just a push of Ye Qingcheng, so why did it cause such a disaster?
Bai Liuyun was stunned for a moment, then raised his sword and walked forward.
The other disciples of the Shenyin clan realized it later and each took out their own weapons, either guqin, pipa, jasper, or a treasure flute.
The sounds of killing were everywhere, intertwined, like a formation in the ten directions, dangerous and surging. In an instant, like a sea water bursting into turbulently, approaching the evil young man in the center.
Qingge yawned, and there was no sign of taking action yet, a powerful formation fell from the sky, forcing various killing sounds to retreat step by step.
The disciples of the Shenyin clan all looked at the person who opened the formation. On the side of the ocean of enlightenment, the strong wind blew up the middle-aged man's robe. He held the formation stone in his hand and stood among the crowd.
The person who started the formation was Lu Wenshan!
Lu Chen and Arou sat down cross-legged together, condensed the formation to protect Ye Wuhen.
There is no word to say, it is all indifferent.
The Nianxia clan fully supports Ye Wuhen! Even if he wants to strangle the disciples of the Shenyin clan!
They are Ye Wuhen’s most loyal believers!
The actions of the Nianxia clan made everyone more convinced that Ye Wuhen was the missing grandson of the Great Elder of the Nianxia clan in his early years.
"Chop it." Qingge said coldly and ruthlessly.
The people who bullyed her little beautiful city, take it slowly and no one can escape.
All the disciples who attacked the Shenyin clan retreated, vomiting blood from their mouths, and staring at the boy in disbelief.
Until now, Senior Sister Green Shirt finally knew the seriousness of the matter. Tears as big as beans rolled out from her eyes. She knelt down with a pounce, looked up at Qingge, and begged almost with a mournful cry: "Ye Demon Lord, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong, you forgive me, my right hand is
The foundation of my cultivation is that if I chop it up, my life will be over. I don’t know where I offended Ye Demon Lord. Please ask Lord Ye Demon Lord to have a lot of them, let me go."
Qingge sneered, "Go and ask Ye Qingcheng. If she agrees, I will save you a life. If she refuses, I will dig a grave for you."
When the senior sister green shirt heard the sound, her body was so scared that she trembled. Even though she was extremely humiliated, she moved her legs and kept approaching Ye Qingcheng.
She knelt in front of Ye Qingcheng, supported the ground with both hands, kowtowed constantly, and tears fell on the back of her hands.
"Qingcheng, please beg me, please, I was not good at it just now, I won't push you, I promise you, I can swear that I will never do this again."
Senior sister in Green shirt cried and begged.
Ye Qingcheng was as cold as ice, and she was covered in white with snow. She looked like a clown jumping.
"Qingcheng..." Senior Sister Green Shirt grabbed Ye Qingcheng's clothes, shook it gently for a few times, and burst into tears: "Please."
"Ye Demon Lord, let her go." Ye Qingcheng said.
Qingge wrapped her hands around her chest and looked down at her senior sister Green Shirt with her hands high, "Nothing is the case."
"Yes! Yes! I will never dare to do it again in the future."
"roll."
"yes!"
“…”
Xu Yuyan, whose head was bleeding, kept her eyes on Ye Qingge.
She didn't understand why Ye Wuhen took action for Ye Qingcheng.
The sudden situation caught Xu Yuyan off guard.
Suddenly, Xu Yuyan stood up, walked towards Qingge, and smiled brightly: "Young Master, I am an outer disciple of my Shenyin clan, Xu Yuyan."
"She broke my piano." Ye Qingcheng muttered.
She is also a backer.
She didn't understand those methods, she couldn't play with Xu Yuyan.
Qingge looked at Fuxiqin on the ground, then at the bleeding Xu Yuyan, and probably knew what was happening.
"Qingcheng, you misunderstood me, it's really not me." Xu Yuyan finished speaking anxiously and looked at Qingge: "Ye Demon Lord, since you are here, let's repair Fuxiqin for Qingcheng. She misunderstood me. I really can't explain clearly. I don't know what to do, so Qingcheng will trust me."
"My little Qingcheng never tells lies." Qingge smiled, "Are you bullying her, are you looking for death?"