The study was silent, the lanterns outside the window were blown by the night breeze, the firelight flickered and fluttered, and the shadows of the trees were mottled and swept away. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The guard man in black armor sat slumped in front of the table, his tall figure couldn't help but tremble a little at this time, and his originally radiant face was as white as paper.

"Genus, subordinates ......"

The sound is choppy and getting quieter.

He opened his mouth, as if to continue explaining, but his lips trembled and he could not make any more sound.

Lan Feng sat on a carved wooden chair behind the table, his shoulders gray fox fur illuminated by the scorching light of the lantern outside the window, gilded with a layer of orange-red light.

The short dark purple hair was faintly swept up by the night breeze and fluttered on the cheeks.

He looked coldly at the black-armored guard who was sitting on the ground in front of the table and trembling faintly, a pair of scarlet eyes with blood spreading, revealing a touch of slaughter in the coldness:

"Qinglu. ”

Short hair is ear-length, and the black dress is fluttering.

Qing Tong stood quietly on the side of the table and saluted him respectfully: "Lord Lanfeng." ”

"Deal with it clean, don't stain the study. ”

"Yes. ”

Qing Tong bowed his head respectfully, and raised his eyes again, the bottom of his red eyes had been soaked in the thick blood that was gradually spreading.

The guard man sat on the ground sluggishly, his body trembling violently again, and hurriedly crawled forward, kneeling on the ground in fright, kowtowing to the ground fiercely:

"Lord Lan Feng, Lord Lan Feng! You spare your subordinates, you spare your subordinates! This is all arranged by Elder Qian, a little guard under him, don't dare not listen! Subordinates...... The subordinates should not know anything, and the subordinates of that girl will never leak half a cent! Please don't remember the villain's mistakes, spare the lives of your subordinates!"

With a flick of the black dress, Qing Tong walked quietly to his side, leaned over, gently reached out and grabbed his shoulders, and his scarlet eyes were full of color:

"It's too late to beg for mercy now. ”

The guard man's body trembled, and he struggled violently to break free from her grasp, but the hand that looked slender and white was unusually strong, and it tightly wrapped around his shoulders without any wavering!

The slender tail spike shuttled through the air in an instant, like a flash of black lightning!

Qing Tong was slightly stunned, her hand was withdrawn, and on the side of her body, the slender tail thorn grazed her neck in a thrilling way!

The black membrane wings stretched out in an instant, and a strong wind was set off in an instant!

Countless books on the bookshelves on both sides were shaken down by the strong wind in an instant, and they were piled up on the ground!

Before he had time to catch his breath, the guard man spread his wings and flew straight towards the door—

"Want to escape?"

Qing Tong snorted coldly, his wings were light, like a mottled phantom that appeared in front of the white bead curtain at the door of the study in an instant, and his hands with sharp fingers and claws flew out like lightning, grabbed the guard man's throat, and lifted him up!

"Uh......!"

The guard man was stunned, and looked at her in astonishment, and suddenly appeared in front of him, his wings spread out in a panic and wanted to retreat, but his neck was firmly clamped in an instant!

The night breeze is light and the short hair is lightly blown. Qing Yun looked at him expressionlessly, his almond-shaped pupils contracted slightly, and the depths of his pupils silently spread a rich blood color.

The black fingers and claws were sharp and sharp, and as the strength deepened, like five black sharp cones gradually sinking into the neck of the guard man!

The guard man's face was bruised, cold sweat was dripping, and his tall figure writhed desperately and struggled.

Like a pheasant bitten by a python, he struggles to flutter his wings but in vain.

"Hah...... Haha......"

In the middle of the night, a weak and strange laugh suddenly sounded low.

Qing Tong was stunned for a moment, the blood under his eyes was dripping, like a scorching lamp lit, and the strength in his hand increased again: "Dying person, what else is ridiculous?"

The guard man was held up in the air by her neck, his pale face was faintly bruised, a pair of dark red eyes turned hard to look at the young man behind the table by the window, his pale lips trembled but gradually bent an arc, like a gossamer, intermittent:

"Su Wen ...... Lord 'Realm Spirit'...... Powerful and intelligent, today is my ...... I just didn't expect it...... You, who have worked day and night for the demon clan for three hundred years, will acquiesce...... Someone is raising angels in this demon clan headquarters!"

"It's just that I don't understand...... Not only does he have the art of enchantment at the pinnacle, but he also has such a resourceful and scheming ...... How can you be willing...... Under men, at the mercy of others?"

The short dark purple hair was lightly brushed, dyed with a touch of warm orange fire. Lan Feng sat quietly behind the table, his white fingers slowly flipping through the thick book on the table, his eyelashes drooping, and his face expressionless.

The guard man's face was pale, the blue tendons on his forehead were visibly flare-up, cold sweat rolled down one after another, his lips trembled, and word after word squeezed out of his teeth with difficulty, but the corners of his lips always had a strange arc, and there was a hint of mockery in sorrow:

"I admit it, Lord Luna...... It is indeed very strong, but if he can reverse the heavens and the earth and change the stars, it is just a ...... When the war is over, the battle banner of the demon clan will be planted in every cent of the land of Elenis, and Lord Qianshu will regain the throne of our clan...... He's still going to be hell!hahahaha...... Isn't it even more pathetic than mine?"

The hand flipping through the book stiffened slightly, and slowly clenched into a fist. Lan Feng was silent, slowly raised his head, his scarlet eyes seemed to be ignited in an instant, his almond-shaped pupils trembled slightly, and in an instant, the blood was raging and dripping!

Hiss -

The night wind howled, screaming and shuttling through the window!

In an instant, the light and shadow of the entire study trembled, and countless white flowers and branches on the bookshelves and tables were flamming!

The air trembled violently and fluctuated, as if it was squeezed and clamped by a pair of invisible hands, and let out a piercing scream!

Burst!

Hot blood gushed out in an instant!

Qing Tong was slightly stunned, and in an instant, she was drenched in the thick blood that splashed out of her face, her hand slowly let go, and the tall body of the guard man who was held up in the air by her fell to the ground with a "plop", his legs trembled and kicked slightly, and then he lost his breath.

A pair of red eyes widened, and thick blood spread from the corners of his mouth with a strange sneer, dripping down his chin.

The neck hung crookedly between the head and the body, and there was a large bruise spread on the neck, blue and purple, as if it was squeezed by a strong force, so that the whole neck was broken!

Thick blood gushed out from the corners of the guard man's mouth, nostrils, ears, and other places, and in the blink of an eye, a large area of thick blood had spread on the floor of the study.

Qing Tong looked at the guard man on the ground with wide eyes and bleeding in amazement, and then looked at the books stained with blood splashed on the bookshelf on the side, and raised his eyes again to look at the expressionless young man by the window, his eyes were burning with blood, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a little worry:

"Lord Lanfeng...... Are you alright?"