Under the sunset, the girl's body was long and jade, Fang Gang's blood was not inferior to the battlefield warriors, the voice was like thunder, resounding for dozens of miles, and the people who were swarming on the street were full of shock and amazement in their eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man in the dragon robe on the chariot walked with the air of vulture-like death between his eyebrows.

"Night light song, you are so bold."

The aura poured into his throat, and when the Northern Moon Emperor spoke, the aura blade suddenly condensed, spreading in a large area to all sides, and the chests of the eight palace slaves carrying the chariots trembled in unison, and blood flowed backwards, gushing out from the seven orifices.

The palace slave fell to the ground, and the gorgeous, extravagant and solemn step slammed heavily on the ground.

The Emperor of the Northern Moon never thought that Qingge would so blatantly list the culpabilities of the King of the Northern Moon in such a grand and blatant manner.

In the middle of the night last night, he woke up from a nightmare.

He dreamed that the girl of the pheasant was holding a big knife and forcing him into a corner and going crazy, slashing one by one, never stopping, with fierce eyebrows.

The Northern Moon Emperor was sweating profusely, and he was so frightened that he ran into the secret room of the dew platform, and burned the twin Gu worms with fireworks before resting in peace.

It's just that the girl didn't die!

The next day, he was completely panicked when he learned about this, and hurriedly called Beiyue Ming to the palace and took a new Seven Emotions poison to Beiyue Ming.

This Seven Emotions Poison is not as fierce as the one given to Beiyue Ming before, if Qingge can really create miracles like before, he can resist the power of this poison, if not, then he will become the woman of Beiyue Ming.

He is setting up a huge game, and he is using his son's net worth and life as bait.

If nothing happens to him, he will definitely kill Beiyue Ming if he kills the cruel temperament with a light song.

At that time, as long as Beiyue Ming dies, he will be able to take her openly.

No one would have thought that this man would push his favorite son step by step into the land of death.

"Come on, catch the sinner girl Ye Qingge for me and throw it into the dungeon of the criminal law library, and ask for it to be beheaded one day."

The Northern Moon Emperor shouted angrily, and three thousand dead soldiers came, surrounding the light song, there was not even a gap, and the monstrous death qi was strangled all around.

The girl stood in it, her ink clothes were like night, her red lips were bewitching the flowers between her eyebrows, she tilted her head slightly, her narrow phoenix eyes were cold and thin, and the corners of her lips were filled with a bloodthirsty smile.

Three thousand dead soldiers, with swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

The sword light flickered, the sword shadow was heavy, and the boundless purgatory was enveloped in an instant, and the murderous aura in the sky was all aimed at the girl alone.

In the crowd, the girl is peerless, amazing and gorgeous, obviously only fifteen or sixteen years old, a pair of cold eyes reveal coldness but make people tremble, and the killing machine derived from the body seems to be condensed into essence and turned into an ancient sword.

At the moment when the dead man made his move, the light song suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Mingwang knife inserted in the ground suddenly appeared in the light singer.

The simple blade of the ink kept trembling, as if there was a dragon's roar, and beyond the sky, there were angry dinosaurs, under the river of blood, white bones.

The sun sets, and the bloody remnant sun disappears behind the battlefield of the battle.

The moonlight is clear, and the cold night is freezing.

On the street, at the moment when the pearl of the night was lit up, a girl like Shura, a Ming Wang knife, shuttled through the three thousand dead soldiers, the knife fell in his hand, split into two, bloody and ruthless.

Fierce tigers in the mountains, vigorous like dragons out of the water, people who stop by the streets, after the eternal night in the east, even if the coffin is hidden after a hundred years, I am afraid that I will not forget the heroic posture of the girl on this day.

That kind of killing is decisive, ruthless and ruthless, covering the world at a glance, covering the sky with one hand, vast and misty, domineering, and exuding the viciousness of the god of war general of the generation of Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield.

Beholder.

Crazy.

This is a blood rose that is angry in troubled times, when it withers, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains collapse in an instant, what else can there be in the world?

However, Er'er, on the streets full of flowers on weekdays, the stumps and broken bones in one place, blood splashed everywhere, like a doomsday blood rain, compared to these dead soldiers who were born puppets, the girl holding the sword of the king of Ming, seems to be more like a dead soldier.

The shot has never been merciless, or cut in half, or two corpses, or pick off the tendons and veins......

The Northern Moon Emperor on the top of the chariot had a fierce light in his eyes, and looked at this murderous scene coldly, the killing intent in his pupils did not decrease, but grew for no reason.

If the light song does not die, he will not be able to rest for the rest of his life.

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, and the air is dull.

Qingge irrigated all the two spiritual energy in the Danhuo in the Mingwang Knife, her Danhuo, one purple and one red, can only run the red Danhuo in cultivation on weekdays