For many superiors, it is not brothers and friends who live and die together, but slaves, who are dispensable.
After all, the life of a slave is not worth the money.
When Li Canglang, Lin Chong and others were shocked and relieved when they saw Qingge collapse and collapse due to the death of Liu Hu and Bai Honghai.
It seemed as if I saw the young Ye Jingfeng, who was trying to slap his brothers.
However, the high-level monsters had never witnessed the earth-shaking battle in the extreme north. Even though they understood Qingge's love for talent and the care for his subordinates, they had never experienced it personally, and had no deep feelings.
Because there is the existence of the rules of heaven and earth, oaths seem to be a symbol of truth. No one dares to swear casually, for fear of being punished by heaven and earth.
And when Qingge made that vow with a fierce momentum, the hearts of the high-level monsters seemed to be someone holding a hammer and hitting the drum, shocking them one by one.
Perhaps humans are not as bad as they think.
At least, following her to fight in the north is a good choice.
Later, Qingge gave the remaining high-level monsters to the 20 most powerful people in the Massacre Army.
Qingge mentioned the matter about the Warcraft Legion appropriately.
After being shocked, Li Canglang and others were excited and wanted to do a big fight.
"My little master, don't worry, just leave it behind us." Li Canglang said.
Qingge smiled and said, "That's all the hard work for you."
Xu Yan grabbed his hair, "I feel like I'm back when I was young and following General Ye, I want to build some achievements, make great achievements, and achieve the Huangtu's dominance."
"I thought that so many years have passed, the boiling blood has long been cold. I care about the massacre army and just deal with life and death. I didn't expect that at this age, I began to get ready to move." Yang Zhi sighed: "It's impossible for the Warcraft Legion to think about it.
But as long as you think of the little master here, it seems that it is not that difficult to stop you."
“That’s true.”
Li Canglang looked at Qingge's face that was very similar to Yan Bitong and said, "It looks like his wife, but it is completely different."
"Yes, the little master combines the characteristics of the general and his wife. In terms of iron-blooded skills, I, Xu, have been betrayaling my little master." Xu Yan said.
"Actually, I'm not a young boy, so I can't change my bad habit of flattery?" Li Canglang joked, "Be careful of flattery on the horse's legs."
"I'm happy."
Xu looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
The gloom between Qingge's eyebrows disappeared a little, and she couldn't help but smile knowingly.
After the rain, the sky is clear, and the dark clouds are opened to see the sunrise.
Li Canglang and others looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
The sun is at its peak.
After the massacre army and Xingtian team returned to their respective strongholds, Fengyue Pavilion calmed down and Qingge sat cross-legged and practiced.
The secret stronghold of the Qianjin List, the vast and dark palace, a huge ring was placed. The ring was originally black like thick ink. After many battles, it was actually a dark red color rendered by blood.
Ye Qingcheng held the scarlet Wuxian Fuxiqin and stood in the southeast corner of the ring, looking at more than ten people opposite him with a cold look, and the words rang in his ears: "Qingcheng, you are a rare talent, although I want to
You need to enter the center of the rights of the Thousand Gold List, but the Thousand Gold List has the rules of the Thousand Gold List. Among these ten people, nine of them are the thirteenth level of the innate world, and there is also a spiritual master. As long as you defeat them on the ring, you
Only then can you be qualified to enter the list of thousands of gold."
Ye Qingcheng came to his senses, his eyes became colder and colder, like the snow in the cold winter, drifting by inadvertently.
To the northwest of the arena, more than ten people were in a semicircular posture, surrounding Ye Xiangcheng. These people, big and thick, burly and majestic, had developed muscles full of strength. They looked fierce and had a faint murderous intent. They each carried a long sword and looked at Ye bloodthirsty.
Beautiful.
"Miss Ye, brothers, I won't show mercy just because the other party is a woman." One of them said.
"Why do you have to talk nonsense with the yellow-haired girl? The top of the list of daughters? What's that? You want to enter the center of power and go through the clouds? It's simply a delusion."
"Young people today are really ignorant of the world and do not know themselves. Although they are young and frivolous, they are too arrogant and will destroy themselves."
“…”
The words of men are becoming increasingly unpleasant.
Ye Qingcheng's face never changed.
The amber-like eyes are carved from thousands of years of black ice.
She held Fuxiqin and closed her eyes, "Come on."
"Arrogant!"
More than ten people were furious when they saw Ye Qingcheng so contemptuously, and they rushed forward with big swords.
Ye Qingcheng never opened his eyes, holding Fuxiqin with one hand, putting the other in a stringless place, gently plucking the slender jade fingers, the sound of nature seemed to come from the gods, gentle and melodious, intertwined illusion, and the strong men only felt their steps were empty
Mianmian, soft and weak, stepped on the cotton, half drunk and half awake.
Thorns-
The sound of the piano was high and high, with sharp edges revealed, and the murderous intent was fully displayed. The overwhelming sound blade strangled towards the men.
Screams came one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.
Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes quietly and saw no one within ten steps.
Those strong men fell in a crooked manner, and blood was everywhere on the ground.
Ye Qingcheng bit his lip lightly, his eyes were cold. She looked up and looked at the zenith of the magical beasts in all directions, and her lips moved silently.
Engagement, happy.
When I saw each other, I called her the king.
Ye Qingcheng jumped off the arena, held Fuxi Qin and walked towards the Ange.
Ice Valley.
An igloo stands in the snow.
Lan Wu was wrapped in a cloak and sat on the kang, with large goods growing in the stove.
"Why is the condition worsening again?" Mei Qingchen frowned. "The body is obviously not cold-resistant, but as soon as it comes out of the Ice Valley, the body becomes weak and the heart veins are ruptured. At least in the Ice Valley, it is still alive."
At the end of the conversation, Mei Qingchen sighed.
Lan Wu smiled softly, "A Chen, isn't it your childhood wish to enjoy the snow in the Bing Valley?"
Mei Qingchen wanted to say something, Bingmen was opened, and Fen Que walked in, his voice was dark: "On the day Ye Qingge got engaged, Lan Wuxin sent the Queen of the North to the Northern Yue Dynasty to take action, but was attacked by the people from Nether Island.
Stop it, Ye Qingge seems to be someone else on Nether Island.”
"Entered?" Mei Qingchen was surprised.
Fenque's face turned a little cold, "The key point is not to engage, but to stop Lan Wuxin, otherwise, it will lead to a disaster. The matter of Xue Lingzhu is that you are wrong first, Lan Wuxin killed two slaughtered soldiers.
General, Ye Qingge is also dying. The blood clan and the Nether Island are both hidden. No matter what, they must be stopped. Otherwise, if the ancestors take action again, Ye Qingge will definitely die."
"A Que, do you care about Miss Ye very much?" Lan Wu asked.
Fen Que said: "It's too much to say that you care, but Ye Qingge's growth rate is too terrifying. I don't want this matter to continue to deteriorate. Otherwise, Lan Wuxin and Ye Qingge will always have one to die. I hope they
They are all alive.”
Lan Wu said: "I remember when I was visiting Luohua City with Wuxin, there was a man who was trapped in love and accidentally spilled the wine on her dress. Wuxin dug his eyes in public. If it weren't for the men's tribe members,
, I am afraid that my life will not be saved. Wuxin's personality has always been extreme. In addition to treating us a little more gentle, she is bloodthirsty. If she wants to kill someone, there are thousands of ways, and even the ancestors can do nothing.
Can't stop it."
Fenque sighed.
Mei Qingchen's eyes were filled with misty eyes, as if he was thinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. (To be continued)