After the young princess, the dancers were taken away by the people from the list of the daughters, the banquet was in a strange atmosphere. Qingge was completely unaware of it, with the plain hands covered with red beans tightly holding the delicate cup, and the wine reflected her beautiful and enchanting face.
Qingge's heart was suffocated, and a sarcastic smile was on the corner of her mouth.
I'm afraid when she was doing tasks in various tropical rainforests, jungles, mountains, and dangerous countries as a mercenary, she would never have thought that one day in the future, she would be able to wear a gorgeous robe and be luxurious and wealthy.
Ji Yue's eyes churned with her blood, staring at Qingge's side face. At this moment, he felt that she was illusory, even if there was the demon king's mark and bone marrow smoke, even if he was connected with her -
Ji Yue lowered her eyes without moving, but her hands increased their strength. Qingge looked at Ji Yue in surprise. Ji Yue's bloodthirsty eyes contained deep affection. At this time, she looked at her with a straight look, as if
The whirlpool storm is about to completely annihilate her.
Qingge sighed softly and held Ji Yue's hand. The man's generous palm, although slightly cool, was warm, filling her empty and cold heart.
In this battle called love, she is more careful than anyone else and loves more vigorously than anyone else. She is afraid of betrayal and distrust, so she shows all the secrets to Ji Yue without reservation. She knows that she knows
After Ji Yue, no man could enter her heart. She believed that Ji Yue would not betray her in the name of love, but deep in her hard and cold soul was the anxiety of moving.
She was desperate and exhausted all her strength. If Ji Yue dared to walk Mei Qingchen's path, she would really collapse.
Her love is bloody and the extreme.
Either love or die.
At this point, Qingge realized that the two lives together, the only person she loved was Ji Yue. If Mei Qingchen did not escape marriage and Ji Yue did not reveal her emotions, perhaps she would think Mei Qingchen was her beloved.
On that side, the city lord looked at Qingge with his eyes intricately. What Qingge and the envoy of Qianjin List were exactly what he wanted to say. There were not many opportunities to sell favors on Qianjin List. However, Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.
Being seized the opportunity.
The city lord calmed down his eyes, and a cold light burst out from his eyes.
"The prince is both wise and brave, he is really Zhuge, the girl." The city lord spoke tentatively.
"In front of the city lord, it's just a show of his apology." Qingge kicked the words back coldly.
"The prince is humble." The city lord looked at the guests present and smiled: "Even the women who have praised Luohua City, look at the world, there are few women who can achieve such honor."
Eternal Night Born-
Qingge frowned, "It's just a lucky person."
"The other women don't have this chance to be lucky."
The city lord seemed to be smiling, with dark clouds crawling between his eyebrows and his eyes like jackals, tigers and leopards. Beneath his kindness, there was a surging blood and endless cruel tumbling.
Singing and smiling, the waves are uninterrupted.
——Have the devil’s minions finally revealed?
"That is indeed my honor." Qingge pressed the wine glass on the table, and the cold wind swept through his black eyes, full of momentum.
She rarely takes on airs outside, but she must warn the Lord of Saint Roh again.
These three days are the last time for her and Ji Yue. She is racing against time and cherishes it very much. If anyone dares to destroy this beauty, she will lick blood without hesitation.
The city lord was slightly stunned, and a strong murderous intent burst out from his dark pupils, which made his spine chill.
When he heard the Lord of Luohua City, the nightmare that was staying in Qingge's body suddenly roared like a beast. The overwhelming hatred almost crushed Qingge's bones into meat. Fortunately, Ji Yue
I discovered it in time and directly poured into a demon king's power, knocking the nightmare that was so excited that I couldn't do it.
The song was shocked.
It turns out that night has hated Eternal Night so much.
She paid more or less attention to the legendary deeds of Yong Yesheng. I have to say that she admired this iron-blooded man very much. Thinking that she had to be an enemy of such a man in the future, Qingge felt his scalp numbness and came with him.
There is also carnival deep in the bone marrow.
Her blood and flesh were shouting frantically, it was the pleasure of meeting a chess opponent and meeting a good talent.
People who are in high places always hope to find capable people who are comparable to their own, so that they can not be lonely and that they can have the existence of being the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only
The other guests always felt panic and extremely strange when they listened to Qingge and the city lords' back and forth.
Lan Wu, sitting opposite, looked anxiously at Mei Qingchen drinking strong wine one cup after another. He hid and looked at the beauty in the opposite side in a golden robe. Sadness surged in his blood and bones in his body.
It seemed as if it was all crushed.
He subconsciously covered his heart, and what he couldn't see in his mind was her sacrifice in Morris Canyon, her Nirvana rebirth on Phoenix Mountain, her beautiful and charming dressed in a happy robe in the Northern Moon Empire, and even her in the Snow Girl Hall, her let him do it
Troubled eyes.
After leaving Xuenv Mountain, he couldn't sleep or eat and suffered from torture. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was shocked and sarcastic when he broke her heart and stuffed it into the snow spirit bead, and then she was beaten with blood.
Lan Wu pursed her lips tightly and looked at Mei Qingchen's side face greedily, but she was still as fatal as ever to her.
She once said that she didn't like the smell of alcohol, and Mei Qingchen said that he would never drink in front of her.
Now, who has defeated the promises that have been made?
Lan Wu's face became whiter and whiter, and his heart hurt very much, as if he had been hit hard by someone.
She saw Qingge get up, left Lushui Pavilion, and walked towards the toilet in the backyard.
Is it a small solution?
Lan Wu turned his head and found that Mei Qingchen was breathing rapidly. She knew that Mei Qingchen was naturally aware that he could not hold back. Lan Wu stood up first and was about to leave. Mei Qingchen grabbed her wrist and feet.
The pain made her look even more cowardly.
Mei Qingchen asked in a low voice: "Where are you going?"
Lan Wu frowned, stroked the back of Mei Qingchen's hand, blushed and murmured, "Xiao Jie."
Mei Qingchen was slightly stiff, and then slowly let go of his hand.
Lan Wu bowed to the city lord and walked towards the backyard.
From afar, she saw the woman under the locust tree.
She sat at the root of the tree, her beautiful robe spread out like a peony flower. She tied a tall bun, her white hair was covered with tacky golden decorations. She wore it on her, but it was so graceful.
She bent one leg casually and put her hand on her knees. She was thinking about something. After a long time, she smiled and looked at Lan Wu, "Miss Lan."
She just drank too much wine and wanted to come to the backyard to breathe in the fresh air.
Lan Wu's eyes were desolate. She finally understood the gap between herself and this woman. She was fragile and vulnerable, but she was tenacious. No matter how unbearable the adversity was, she could still fight for a bloody path.
When such a woman stands under the light, she is shrouded in darkness, indifferent and noble, ulterior motives, and cruel methods. But because of this, she is like a poppy, making those who admire her smile and drink poison.
The people around her are all two extremes, either stepping on her into the mud or spoiling her for nine days. (To be continued)