"My lifelong pursuit of mastiff ring is to become the greatest great wizard on this continent, and now, my expectations have come to naught, do you think I still care about my little life?" The cold eyes met the cold light shot by the cold night wind, the pain made his eyes twitch, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly, but when he looked at it so gloomily, the evil color of his face had reached the extreme, like a beast on the verge of madness.

With a "snort", the flesh on his other arm was also cut off a large piece, this time it was cut deeper, and the white bones of the forest were exposed to the night, and in the silent dark night, the sound of blood falling on the ground could be clearly heard......

"You'd better promise me now, or I'll cut off your flesh piece by piece...... "The cold air locked on the handsome face of the cold night wind, and now he was like a messenger from hell, full of cold breath......

Ziyue knew that the mastiff ring should die, and it was not an exaggeration for him to talk about how to die, but when she saw the pieces of flesh flying sideways, she was really a little uncomfortable with such a bloody scene, and turned her head slightly......

And when the queen saw all this, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she was cold, as if what was flying in front of her eyes was not pieces of flesh and blood, but pieces of autumn leaves falling in the wind......

This woman is hard-hearted, she didn't even frown when she saw such a fullness, no wonder she could treat the true feelings of the cold night wind as dung, how could a person who only had herself in her heart care about the feelings of others and put herself in the shoes of others?

Qiu Ling felt that the queen was not inferior to the previous Xuanyi, she was a copy of Xuanyi, and Leng Yefeng deserved to be abused when she met such two women in her life......

She didn't know that the queen had Xuanyi's primordial spirit in her body, so her personality originated from Xuanyi at all......

"You can't save Bingru, I promise that from the next moment, I will cut with a small knife, your figure is so burly, there should be no problem with cutting 10,000 knives......" The voice was like coming from a 10,000-layer ice cellar, with a bone-chilling cold, smelling a palpitation in my heart, I couldn't help but shiver.

In the night, the cold eyes of the cold night wind are like a layer of ice that will not melt through the ages, and the cold light ripples coldly in it, and every trace of gaze is like a sharp lightsaber, eager to stab the humble body of the mastiff into a dense hornet's nest.

Mastiff raised his cold eyes, because he endured the pain, his eyes were bulging, and there was a bloodthirsty red in his eyes, and his cold voice did not mean the slightest compromise, "Do you think I will let you cut you down with a knife? Will I give you the opportunity to humiliate me? I have been determined to be a great wizard since I was a child, and you have cut off my back road, how can I save your beloved woman......?

Before he finished speaking, a stream of blood sword erupted from his mouth, and along with the blood sword, there was also a bright red tongue, and the tongue fell to the ground, still trembling, as if it was shaking uneasily because he had just left his master's body......

The mastiff's body slammed down. Leng Yefeng hurriedly stretched out his fingers to help him seal the big holes around him, but it was too late, and the whole person didn't even have breath.

The protruding eyeballs, the cruel sneer on the lips, or the hideous face, the wicked will leave their ugliest and most gloomy side when they die, and the portrayal is more vivid and realistic......

The queen's eyes were dead ashes, her beautiful eyes flashed with despair, and the golden hairpin in her hand fell again, and the neck that was stained with blood, but still showed a trace of white tenderness, was like an impressive picture, so that people will never forget, there must be such a scene in the nightmare of midnight dreams.

"Cold Night Wind, you've finally killed me...... My life is ruined at your hands...... Do you dare to say that you don't owe me? I'm dead, and I want you to be at ease for the rest of your life, so that you can remember for the rest of your life that you owe me, and besides, you can't pay it off with your life...... "Gritting his teeth one by one, there was nothing but despair and indignation on that beautiful cheek, it seemed that not only the cold night wind owed her, but the people of the whole world owed her......

A cold body slowly moved over, and a look of pain appeared on his cold face, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this, I just don't want you to live with your sins on your back, the Golden Silk Kingdom needs a queen, but what they need is not a cruel and unkind queen, you know?"

Struggle, pain, remorse, swept up by the night wind, the cold night wind at the moment of the mood of the big exaggeration, he is still like a statue standing in front of the carriage, it seems that the wind and rain do not invade, the frost does not break, but the heart is already full of holes, mixed.

"What kind of life I need is my own business, I don't need you to choose for me at all, who are you? Nothing, who is not even willing to care about my life and death? You ruined everything for me, and I won't let you have a good time...... That beautiful face has been covered by anger, and all that remains is resentment that can never be dissipated......

I don't know when, the golden hairpin that she discarded was held by her slender fingers again, and after the phoenix eyes were slightly cold, it was directly inserted into her heart......

The blood gradually dyed the luxurious placket red, like the petals of a flower slowly fading away, revealing the beauty of bewitching......

Those beautiful eyes closed slowly, and the last trace of resentment was also revealed in the gaze......

"Cold Night Wind ......" Qiu Ling stood beside him, wanting to comfort him, but he didn't know how to say it, like a boulder blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Leng Yefeng's expression was unusually calm, staring at the queen who had lost her breath with cold eyes, she walked over slowly, bent down, condensed at the bottom of her eyes, and pulled out the golden hairpin with a flick of her big hand.

He wiped the blood stains on the golden hairpin with his own robe, and then put it on her head again, "You love beauty the most, you once said that even if you want to die, you have to die beautifully, why do you choose this way of death? If you really don't want to be tortured by the curse of the hundred spirits, I can help you, I can make you die more beautiful and comfortable......

In his eyes, it seemed that the queen was still a living person, quietly listening to what he was saying.

Everyone knows that the queen chose this way of death, and died ruthlessly in front of his eyes, just to make him regret it for the rest of his life and let him live with a guilty heart......

But his expression was so calm, that even the first pain was gone, as if everything had been relieved with the death of the Queen.