Volume 1 Four Stars_Chapter 300 It's They Who I'd Rather Die
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Hall of Illusions.
In the huge and magnificent palace, Elder Yu stood at the forefront, facing the thirty thousand spirit masters, led by Li Canglang, Xu Yan and other five spirit masters.
These five spirit masters are all one sword spirit master, one way to the spirit master, it is difficult to break through the second sword spirit master, in addition to the great opportunity, there is also a thick foundation, with countless high-grade dantian, piled up a second sword spirit master.
Therefore, on the four-star continent, there are many strong people, alone, there is no powerful force behind them, even if the talent is very high, they can only die in a sword spirit master, and they have not made half a cent of progress until they die.
"At noon, follow me to Yong'an in the west of the city."
Elder Yu was on crutches, and the crutches in his hand slammed into the ground, and the thirty thousand spirit masters shouted in unison.
Elder Yu looked at the murderous thirty thousand spirit masters who were about to move, and smiled with satisfaction.
Sixteen years of hard work, for the sake of today!
Early in the morning, the morning sun is sprinkled in the sky.
The east wants to dawn, and the morning light is faint.
The door of the dungeon of the criminal law library was opened, and a girl dressed in ink clothes and white hair of three thousand was sent to the prison car, and four hundred guards of the criminal law library gathered in front and back, and took Qingge to the outskirts of Yong'an, where he was beheaded.
Xia Yu stood at the foot of the stone lion's majestic steps, looking at the girl whose hands and feet were bound by iron chains on the prisoner car.
On both sides of the street, there are people overcrowded, some who gloat, some who fall into the well, and some who sigh with regret......
The prisoner's cart is moving forward.
In the crowd, a boy who looked no more than five or six years old suddenly smashed an egg at Qingge, the egg bloomed and cracked on Qingge's forehead, and the liquid splashed Qingge's face, Qingge's face remained unchanged, and his fingertips shackled in chains trembled lightly for no reason.
"Ruthless woman, go die."
The boy's expression was a little hideous, and his mother saw Qingge look at it, as if she saw a jackal, tiger and leopard, so frightened that she hugged the boy and scolded: "Be careful that she gouges out your eyes." ”
As if frightened, the boy cried out with a "wow".
The people on the street began to accuse Qingge, the words were ugly and unbearable, and some people even threw stones and newly bought vegetables at Qingge.
For a time, the world wanted her to die, and she became the one who couldn't die well.
Qingge stood in the prison, embarrassed, a heart, as early as in the heat of this world, gradually became cold, and the killing machine was faint.
For these people, she has never done anything harmful, but they wish she had died without a burial, broken bones.
The light song hooked his lips, and in the midst of thousands of unbearables, he smiled lightly.
Look, these ugly faces.
"Sister!"
The sound of horses' hooves sounded, a soft sound sounded, Qingge raised her eyes, in the crowd, in the middle of the street, Yin Liangsha rode a horse galloping, and sitting behind her was Ye Jingjing.
The wound on Ye Jingjing's head was bandaged, and she saw the embarrassed Qingge, almost red-eyed, jumped off the horse's back and ran towards Qingge.
The guards of the Criminal Law Library all showed their swords one by one, Qingge's throat ached, her eyes turned cold, cold as ice, she clenched her hands slightly, and the aura in the Danhuo burst out at any time.
She will never allow anything to happen to Ye Jingjing!
What made people stunned was that Ye Jingjing faced the elite guards of the criminal justice library without any fear on her face.
When the sword lit up, her figure was like a ghost, and her purple-black eyes gradually became vicious, and the innocence in it was being withdrawn little by little.
Seeing this, the guards of the criminal law library were unceremoniously killed.
Night Light Song is the person who the North Moon Emperor personally said that he wanted to kill, and when he was beheaded, the North Moon Emperor would even personally supervise it, and there must be no accidents before Night Light Song died.
The spear in the hand of a guard stabbed at Ye Jingjing's skull, and Ye Jingjing, who was running wildly all the way, suddenly squinted at the guard, and the guard was stunned, he had never seen such a cruel and cruel look.
The treacherous aura permeated the crowd, Ye Jingjing smiled coldly, the pink hand immediately grabbed the tail end of the spear, and the poisonous blood in the body quietly surged, but seeing the spear in Ye Jingjing's hand, it turned purple and black in an instant, and the pink hand shook, and the spear in the guard's hand turned into purple smoke, and it was filled in the bloody air.
The guards looked empty?