Qingge took out Qingge's heartbreaking wine from the realm of nothingness. She lifted off the seal on the jar, took a sip, and then turned upside down in front of Liu Hu's body.
The spirits are soaked in the loess, and the hero's soul returns to a foreign land.
The moment he stood up, Qingge ruthlessly grabbed the woman's back neck, pulled her weak drooping body, and walked towards Bai Honghai.
Forced him to kneel down, kick him into the soil, and kowtowed to Bai Honghai's mummy.
"Admiral Bai, go all the way."
Her eyes were terrifying and filled with chill. She wanted these people from the blood clan to bury the two generals.
A sincere person should not be like this way of dying.
“Go along the way!”
Massacre army, kneel down!
Xiao Rufeng and Elder Yu in the distance also knelt down.
That is regret and respect for the hero.
Qingge held the wine jar with both hands and closed her mouth to herself. The wine was like a rootless pouring rain, pouring on her face.
She drank strong wine in big mouthfuls, her eyes seemed to be wet. Who knew if the wine was too strong or the tired girl took advantage of this to be fragile?
After the wine was over, Qingge stood up and smashed the wine jar on the back of the woman's head.
She looked up at the sky, and the boundless thunder flashed and wailed, and the fourth thunder strike rushed towards her sky spirit cover.
Compared with this fourth path, the first three paths cannot be compared at all.
It's very hard to endure!
In pain!
Qingge looked at the body of General Bai Honghai in front of him, and then at Liu Hu's mummy. A belief suddenly seemed to arise in her heart. She clenched her hands tightly and survived the strong electric power to tear the tendons and veins and cut them.
The pain of flesh and blood.
She picked up the Ming Wang sword and was about to slash the woman in front of her head. A gust of wind blew, and the white crane screamed, and actually took the woman's body away.
The familiar smell made Qingge's eyes red.
She inserted the Ming King's sword into the ground and looked up at the sky.
Above the white crane, handsome men and beautiful men stand side by side.
Mei Qingchen is still elegant and noble. The woman standing beside him like a bird, seems to be able to drip water, her gentle eyes, and her quiet facial features. The woman is wearing a sea-blue long gown with a slap on her shoulders.
Wearing a graceful and heavy fox fur cloak.
She looked at Qingge weakly, and when she saw the woman in Bai He's sharp mouth, Lan Wu's eyes were filled with worry.
On the other side, a figure came.
The man was covered in ink, and his whole body was surrounded by black, and there was no gap.
He lifted up the abyss-like cloak, revealing his delicate facial features!
Burn in shortage!
"Mei Qingchen!"
Qingge looked at the man above the white crane coldly, and his heart was angry, as if he was about to burn the sky.
Mei Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, frowned at Qingge, and said, "Miss Ye, killing people is just a lie. It's better not to commit crimes on the other hand. Let's stop here."
Killing is the last one—
Qingge rubbed Mei Qingchen's words, and a loud laugh sounded in his heart.
"You deserve to say this?"
Qingge sneered, raised his hand, pointed the knife in his hand at the woman in Baihe's mouth, "Leave her, otherwise, you will die together, Mei Qingchen, the matter of the Snow Girl Palace, should you give me an explanation, or
He said, you came to the extreme north and wanted this snow spirit bead. I tell you, dream!"
Green eyes, snakes and scorpions, and the chill is bone-bone.
At this time, she was still suffering from the disaster of thunder in her body.
The footsteps sounded, and Qingge looked back, and the melancholy and elegant man slowly walked over.
Dongling Cod untied the cloak embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragon and phoenixes, and covered Qingge, "Don't get angry, I will feel uncomfortable."
Singing in surprise.
Dongling Cod looked straight at her, her eyes clean and not dusty.
"Mei Qingchen, you know better than anyone else about why Wuxin came." Fen Que said, "You can't interfere in this matter."
"Do you want me to watch Wuxin die?"
Mei Qingchen glanced at Feng Que lightly, then turned his eyes to look at Qingge, and saw the Dongling Cod beside Qingge, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The one who once fought against the lingering people is now competing against each other.
The seeds of hatred took root and sprouted unconsciously, and the two people who were running opposite each other were deeply hatred through the sea of blood.
Bang!
The powerful spiritual power covered the sky and surrounded the snow-white crane, like a sharp blade, and it actually fought the white crane with blood.
Mei Qingchen, Lan Wu and the woman named Wuxin fell down. Mei Qingchen subconsciously hugged Lan Wu and landed steadily, while Lan Wuxin fell to the ground and dying, breathing like a wandering spring.
He looked at Dongling Cod quietly.
The spiritual power was not released by her just now. The spiritual master present was the only one except her.
And she could feel that Dongling Cod is much stronger than her in the field of spiritual masters.
Donglingcod's hand suddenly placed on Qingge's left atrium. Qingge's body suddenly burst out with a strong evil aura, but a clear sound like the spring breeze blew by his ears, "Does it hurt?"
My heart softened in an instant.
Qingge's face was arrogant and calm, "It's okay."
Only in front of that evil and charming man would she cry as if her parents had died, and would she say it hurts so much.
Dongling Cod smiled gently, walked towards Mei Qingchen, raised his hands, and said respectfully: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Young Master Mei is still the same as before, wearing a beast in a veil."
Mei Qingchen: “…”
Lan Wu let go of Mei Qingchen's arm and wanted to walk towards Qingge. Mei Qingchen grabbed Lan Wu's wrist, frowned, and said, "Don't go over, there will be danger."
Hearing these words, the chill in Qingge's eyes became stronger and stronger.
It turned out that in Mei Qingchen's heart, she was like a murderer.
So, can he be unscrupulous in her?
Lan Wu turned around and stroked the back of Mei Qingchen's hand, "A Chen, Miss Ye is a good person."
After saying that, he took off Mei Qingchen's hand and walked towards Qingge.
Walking in front of Qingge, Lan Wu smiled and said, "Wuxin is my sister. Maybe she did something wrong. I hope the girl can forgive her. Now she is covered in wounds and has suffered the punishment she deserves. Let her go
Just live, a good girl will be rewarded.”
"I'm not a good person, so I won't be rewarded. Get out of here." Qingge said coldly.
She hated Mei Qingchen, but she did not hate Lan Wu. All the mistakes were Mei Qingchen alone.
But now, Lan Wu stands on the justice side and says this to her, isn’t it a fox pretending to be a tiger?
Yes, Lan Wuxin was indeed injured.
Even if she can forgive Lan Wuxin, what about the bodies of the two generals Liu Hu and Bai Hon Hai?
Where is the dead massacre army?
What's more, if she had not helped the heavenly thunder tribulation, at this moment, her grandfather, that old man, was stripped of her clothes by this woman and was humiliated by a great shame. How could she bear it?
No! She can't stand it.
Even if she sacrificed everything, she would kill this person and bury the dead heroic soul.
Lan Wu held Qingge's hand and said softly: "Miss Ye, if you are not upset, I can suffer for Wuxin."
Perhaps by accident, Lan Wu touched the wound deep in the back of the singer, which was in pain.
Qingge subconsciously waved his hand, ignored Lan Wu's weakness, threw Lan Wu on the ground, and said, "I want her life. If Miss Lan wants to die in front of me, and slaughter the soldiers of the army for me."
Burial with me, Ye Qingge will not blame me!"
Since she said she wanted to replace her suffering, how could Qingge be polite? (To be continued)