In the bleak world, there is only Xin Wanjun's contemptuous laughter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Burning the sky, kill her!"

Under an order, the fire dragon that was still on the top of the clouds suddenly hissed, resounding through the sky, and then saw it gliding down, the fire dragon and the strong fire light fused into one, it was difficult to distinguish one from the other, under the sea of fire, the thick tail of the fire dragon suddenly swept towards the light song, the light song retreated again and again, the rouge robe was lifted by the wind, the jade hairpin with curled hair fell to the ground, and three thousand green silk poured down, brushed on the face, covering the picturesque eyebrows.

Countless seats, on the gilded chair, the man suddenly got up.

The ink evil looked at the jade hairpin that fell down, submerged in the sea of fire, and his fingertips couldn't stop trembling.

Although there is a loss in my heart, I am more worried about Qingge's safety.

Qingge stepped on the fire, and her waist was hanging down, and she was about to quickly retreat to avoid the fire dragon's attack, when she saw the little green light cast into the vast fire.

The pupils suddenly constricted, Qingge no longer retreated, turned her back to the fire dragon, squatted down in the stunned gaze, and finally found the touch of green with the aura induction, she picked up the jade hairpin, looked at the ink evil, and the corners of her mouth outlined a smile, and her expression was bright.

However, the moment she got up, the tail of the fire dragon roared over, hit her back, her spine seemed to be broken, Qingge's body flew out, fell into the sea of fire, face down, knocked out a full amount of blood, blood flowed on the eyelashes, obsessed, lightly hung, a little charming and charming, the corners of Qingge's eyes twitched, the pain of broken bones on her body was unbearable, she tried her best to stand up, holding the jade hairpin in her hand.

It was not a token of love, let alone a spiritual treasure that could attract blood and rain, but when it fell into the sea of fire and was about to be burned out, a pure and unruly figure appeared in Qingge's mind, and her heart seemed to tremble, she didn't even have time to think about how dangerous it would be to do so, she only knew that she couldn't let this hairpin disappear like this.

Mo Xie stood in the center of the crowd, his face was pale, and for a long time, he laughed unbridled as if no one was there, laughing openly, frivolously, and those who heard it were moved.

If someone looked closely, they would see tears hanging from the corners of the man's eyes.

After a long time, Xu was a little tired from laughing, and Mo Xie lowered his head and scolded hatefully.

"Fool, this fool, isn't it just a hairpin!"

Ring.

The fire illuminates the sky.

Qingge stood in the vast fire, the Ming Wang knife fell to the ground, she raised her hand with difficulty, looked down, her wrist and the bottom of the palm of her hand, all scorched by the flames, blood and flesh stuck together, became a pitch-black color, hideous and terrifying.

She protects herself with an aura so that she can walk freely in the fire.

At the right time, she went down to pick up the jade hairpin in a hurry, and her back was attacked by the fire dragon in hot pursuit, and when she missed it, her hand was burned.

Rao is able to use aura to protect herself, her aura is indeed purer than others, and the storage capacity of the dantian is also amazing, but if this continues, the dantian will dry up sooner or later, and at that time, she can only become a little soot under this fire.

The dragon's beard detached from its body, like eight sharp blades, like eight fires burning in the sky, between lightning and thunder, it suddenly attacked Qingge.

"What should I do, Qingge's hand is injured and he can't hold a knife, if he goes on like this, he will definitely lose." Mo Xie sat on the gilded chair decadently, "The Five Elements Spirit Weapon is aggressive, obviously trying to take her life." ”

He didn't care if she won or lost, how she lost, how she won, where she was worthy of a smile.

Ye Wuxi's hands clenched the handles, the purple robe covered the gilded chair, and his eyes reflected the fire in the ring and the small figure like dust and ants, so thin and stubborn.

The golden light is covered in the ring, and the battle between two people is not allowed to interfere with the others.

Beihuang sat at the front, he took the teacup for a long time, took a sip, and his eyes were slightly dark; There is a small scar on the right side of Beiyue Ming, which is the handwriting of Ji Yue that day, he sat on the chair, his expression was indistinguishable, and even he didn't know whether he hoped that the woman would win the game, or lose the game.

Now, this woman has become the laughing stock of the whole world, and he, still a noble prince, is the son of the Son of Heaven, with his identity, marrying a woman who has been abandoned by others, isn't it condescending?

Even though I thought so, I didn't want her to lose or die like this.

The Five Elements Spirit Weapon, he can't deal with it, if Xin Wanjun wants him to die, he doesn't know what the chances of him being able to survive are.

It should be small.

The night light song is the same, it is difficult to survive.

Thinking of this, Beiyue Ming's heart actually derived a trace of pleasure, these days, that woman has always been beautiful, creating one jaw-dropping miracle after another, even he can't help but want to bow his head sometimes, now it's okay, this woman is embarrassed and down, just like the waste back then, trampled on by others, beaten and scolded by others.

While Beiyue was meditating, Ye Qingtian's face turned red and he wanted to stand up, but Shangguan Lin and Chen Zhi on both sides almost unanimously stopped him.

Ye Qingtian's eyes were red, "Let go!" ”

"Brother Night, the golden light cover is something left by Beiyue Taizu back then, except for the emperor, no one can open it, don't be impulsive, otherwise Qingge has not had an accident, and you have already died under the golden light cover."

Shangguan Lin said anxiously, he knew Ye Qingtian's character, and when he saw that his granddaughter was going to have an accident, it was really possible that he rushed over with red eyes and died in the golden light cover.

"Yes, Brother Shangguan is right."

Chen Zhi nodded and said, "You see that Qingge has gone all the way, there have been so many miracles, maybe there will be miracles this time." ”

"you//fart."

Ye Qingtian blushed and had a thick neck, and scolded directly, "The Five Elements Spirit Weapon even the old man doesn't dare to rush to it, my granddaughter is dying on the front line, you are good, let me believe in miracles." ”

What is the use of miracles?

Does it matter to have his granddaughter's life?

"Grandpa, if something happens to Qingge, I won't let the father and daughter of the King of the Northern Tomb leave Beiyue alive." A soft voice sounded, and only Ye Qingtian, Shangguan Lin and Chen Zhi could hear it.

Ye Qingtian and the others looked to the side, and the man in the purple brocade robe sat upright on the chair, his face was cold and hard, his outline was perfect, and his temperament was arrogant.

The hands under the sleeves of the night were clenched tightly, and several cracks spread out on the handles of the gilt chair, which would break at any moment.

It seems to have a murderous aura, rising all over the sky.

Hearing the sound, Ye Qingtian sat weakly on the chair, looking at the girl with a bloody face and a wound in one hand in the firelight.

Her right hand was injured, she couldn't hold the knife, and she was doomed to lose, but Xin Wanjun didn't show any mercy, like a father killer and an enemy standing in front of her, and she was determined to let Qingge die without burying herself!

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