On the hills in the north of the desert, between the distant world, more than a dozen figures came in a uniform pace.
Qingge inserted the Mingwang knife to the ground, raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned and looked in that direction, licked the blood, and a cruel arc of light flashed in Qingge's eyes.
"Blood clan!"
She murmured, gritting her teeth.
Li Canglang and Bai Honghai stood in front of Qingge, unable to wait, without delay. Qingge knew that the people from the blood clan were not good, and the purpose must be the snow spirit bead in her heart.
She held up the Ming King's sword and was about to stab the Queen of the North again, but when she saw the black figure, she instantly arrived in front of Qingge, and neither Li Canglang could fight.
The man snatched the Queen of the North away and looked at Qingge jokingly at the eyes under the abyss of the cloak, "It's not a good thing to be so cruel and ruthless at such a young age."
Listening to the sound, it turned out to be a woman!
The Queen of the Far North was covered in bruises. She weakly opened a gap and looked at the woman who was splashing ink.
However, the woman is not a rude person. She glanced at the Queen of the North, laughed mockingly, grabbed the Queen of the North's clothes and threw it back casually. The woman said, "I'm optimistic about this waste, I want to bring it.
Go back."
The Queen of the Far North fell to the ground in pain. Several blood tribes came and carried the Queen of the Far North up.
The woman talking raised her hand wearing black gloves, lifted her cloak off, revealing her eyes with evil spirits.
Below his eyes, there was a black fabric, and his facial features were vaguely visible, and his face was as big as a palm, sharp and wild.
She slowly took off her leather gloves, moved her neck, making crackling sounds of bones colliding.
After a moment, his narrow eyes looked at Qingge and approached Qingge step by step. Qingge held the Mingwang sword and looked coldly at the bloodthirsty woman.
Li Canglang, Bai Honghai and other five generals, the two sword spirit masters, came all over to protect Qingge, and Ye Qingtian also came over worriedly.
Qingge raised his hands and placed them on the shoulders of the two generals. She walked between them and faced with the woman, close to her, exhaling as if she was orchid, "Want the Snow Spirit Bead?"
Under the black cloth, the woman seemed to curl her lips and smiled, and then said, "It's really interesting that Qing Chen likes. It's just a little inferior to our Lan'er."
Qingge had no expression on her face. The others wanted to take action, but she suddenly stretched out her hand and stopped her.
Perhaps it was because of Mei Qingchen that she was extremely sensitive to the taste and smell of the blood clan.
Although the strength of the woman opposite could not be detected, the sixth sense told her that the woman and the blood clan were incredibly powerful.
Qingge frowned and was surprised. The woman this time was even more powerful than the people from Xuenv Mountain last time!
The combat power of the blood clan is so powerful and terrifying.
The sword is tense and the wind is shivering.
The woman approached Qingge, leaned into Qingge's ear, and said softly: "Ye Qingge, we have no grievances and no grudges. I don't want to make things difficult for you, but the snow spirit bead is very important to Lan'er. You hand it over, I'll let everyone go
Let's go, I heard you have killed many people. This time, let's save your life. No matter what, Qing Chen is also your old lover, right?"
"Dream." Two words that are firm and unceremonious.
The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "I won't hurt your body. I will take the snow spirit bead and leave. I have a pill that can repair your heart. What's the deal?"
Qingge lowered her eyes. If many powerful people came to grab the snow spirit beads when they were in Xuennv Mountain, she might give up the snow spirit beads in order not to cause trouble.
But now, it's impossible!
The snow spirit bead was forced into her heart by Mei Qingchen. She suffered so much for the snow spirit bead. Now, Mei Qingchen's people will take it away if they say they can take it away?
So what if you are strong?
According to her personality, even if she destroyed the Snow Spirit Bead with her own hands, it would not be possible to hand it over to the woman.
Suddenly, Qingge raised his hand, put the Mingwang knife in his hand on the woman's shoulder, and the blade pressed against the woman's snow-white neck, "I have nothing to say when I take your life to exchange for the snow spirit bead."
What he said means is that if you want the Snow Spirit Pearl, you can save your life.
The woman was yelling with anger, and the atmosphere around her seemed to have been sticky and solidified.
The woman's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She glanced at the dark Mingwang Knife on her shoulders, snorted coldly, as if she was disdainful, and said, "Ye Qingge, you are not qualified to bargain with me, don't toast."
You have to know that it is your honor to save Lan'er. I am not here to discuss it with you, but to tell you that you only have this way. Of course, if you want to die, I
I don’t mind, but everyone present will be buried with you.”
"Do you dare?"
Qingge sneered, "The blood clan is a hidden clan and is not known to the world. Could it be that you think you can break the rules of the blood clan?"
Surprise surged into the woman's eyes.
She just thought it was Mei Qingchen who had told Qingge that at the moment, she had a more murderous intention. She approached one step forward and said: "If everyone is dead, who will know that I did it, and who else can you tell me?
You will find the existence of the blood clan, and you, Ye Qingge, will probably become the culprit..."
Qingge looked at the woman with cold eyes.
The woman suddenly stretched out her hand and wanted to buckle Qingge's neck. After lifting it, she would kick it down, and it was lightning.
In an instant, as Qingge fell down, her legs suddenly hung up, clamping the woman's neck. The spiritual energy surged, and the wind and clouds rose. Qingge suddenly exerted force and the woman was about to fall to the ground.
But the woman held her hand on the ground, and after turning over the air, she stood firmly on the ground.
Qingge's neck escaped from the shackles. She was as light as a swallow. She jumped up, and the knife in her hand advanced all the way, slashing towards the woman's Tianling Cover, extremely fierce.
When the two fought, Li Canglang and others also started a fight. The blood clan members rushed over and fought again.
In the distance, Ye Qingcheng holding a broken string Fuxi Qin was about to run towards Qingge.
Beihuang stopped her and said decisively: "With your current strength, just stay by your side obediently."
"You mean, I'm a waste." Ye Qingcheng looked at Beihuang coldly, his heart shattered.
Beihuang lowered her eyes and was bitter, "I'm just talking objectively."
Ye Qingcheng sneered.
On the other side, on the blue-eyed flame-spraying beast, Wu Yu looked at the group of blood tribes in shock, his mouth slightly opened, but he couldn't speak.
He suddenly flew down from the blue-eyed flame-spraying beast, stood in front of An Suyou, and said excitedly, "Suyou, have you said that Qingge didn't know the existence of the blood clan? This is all from the blood clan.
Oh, what did Qingge do? He got these perverts. Go back and forth, quickly remove Ye Qingge from Jialan's list. She will bring disaster to Jialan."
An Suyou stood dumbly, muttering to himself as if he was thinking, "The Snow Spirit Pearl is the ancestor of the blood clan. The source of the disaster is afraid it is the Snow Spirit Pearl." (To be continued)