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Subsequently, Yinlan brought someone over to clean up the bloodstains.

"Wait a while, smoke some mugwort leaves, come and go." The corners of Ye Qingtian's mouth shook involuntarily, and he said.

The people at the wine table were all stunned at the moment.

Dean Jialan, the Great Elder, a highly respected person, no matter where he goes, don't say that he will be greeted by ten miles, at least he will be treated well, why did he come to the night house, not only was he struck by lightning for no reason, his dantian was destroyed and his ribs were broken, and he was disliked so far, even Ai Ye was taken out.

Of course, no one will know that the inexplicable sudden thunder and lightning falling from the sky is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Also, who would have thought that with the ability of human beings, they would be able to control thunder and lightning.

For example, when the night light song in the city lord's mansion of Shengluo City that day devoured the electric element on the Xuanjing Iron Prison with the Heavenly Technique of Thunder and Lightning, even the Immortal Thousand Absolute only thought that the electric element failed, or that the night light song was lucky, but he couldn't believe that the night light song really had the ability to defy the sky.

After all, it's like bizarre nonsense.

After An Suyou and Wuyu left, the atmosphere of the night house was obviously better, and it was no longer so stiff.

Bi Xishuang stepped forward, arched his hands in a decent manner, and said, "Light song, if you have a husband like this, what more can you ask for?" Congratulations! ”

"Each other, each other." Qingge glanced at Li Fugui and said with a smile.

Li Fugui bowed slightly.

The arrival of Bixishuang is undoubtedly amazing.

After recovering her appearance, she is stunningly brilliant and stunning, not like the cold heart of the night city, not like the demon of the light gauze demon like poison, not like the beautiful and peerless of the light song, but a kind of short-lived beauty, which moves those who hear it and makes it unforgettable for those who see it.

Looking at Bi Xishuang's face, Qingge remembered the girl who was white and flawless, but was the owner of the Yin Demon Destiny Star.

It should have been a blank piece of paper, but it was gradually polluted and blackened by the world.

Light Song's eyes were gloomy.

Her original intention to go to Jialan, in addition to An's help in the suburbs of Yong'an, was the root cause of Yejingjing.

Ye Jingjing's face and Zhang Yuerou's life were all destroyed and killed by Ye Qingqing.

The indirect reason is her.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

When the night's house was noisy and lively because of the engagement banquet, the mysterious blood clan quietly burst out.

The man was scantily dressed, plump, and his face was full of charm.

She came on the breeze, and when no one noticed her, she swept away in the direction of the Northern Moon Dynasty.

It's just a snap of a finger.

The Imperial Capital of the Northern Moon, above.

The woman stepped on the delicate and small flying spirit weapon that was easy to hide, and looked down on the small city on the vast land.

She curled the corner of her lips, murderous intent.

"Ye Qingge, my Xia Shu is dead, do you still deserve to be happy?"

The woman's voice seemed to come from a cold hell.

Qingge, who was toasting in the courtyard of the night house, seemed to notice something, raised his head, looked at the sky, and frowned lightly.

The sun is setting, the remnant sun is like blood, and the afterglow is embedded in the barren city.

The more beautiful it is, the more dilapidated it is, and the faster it withers.

High altitude.

The Queen of the Far North swept down, and between the lightning and thunder, a deep trail was drawn in the setting sun.

However, just as she was about to go to the night house, in the diagonal fork, a pitch-black figure rushed wildly, the speed was extremely fast, and in order to cover her ears and thunder, a powerful force erupted, as if to destroy this day and this place.

The wind swept through the man's body, turning into a sharp blade, like a thousand tiles cracking, and hundreds of ships competing for the current!

She is petite, dressed in a simple and gorgeous gauze skirt, with a mandala mask on her small face, three thousand green silks floating at will, dancing in the wind, a pair of eyes, cold to the bone, black to the extreme, derived purple, like thorn flowers, around her and blooming.

In an instant, she rushed to the side of the Queen of the Far North, grabbed the neck of the Queen of the Far North, and smashed it to the side, smashing a mountain range far away from the Imperial Capital.

Suddenly, the girl's figure crossed the sky, leaving a few afterimages in the blue sky, the yin wind gusted, she had already reached the top of the mountain range, stood in the air, looked at the eyes of the Queen of the Far North, revealing a crazy and terrifying killing intent, "Queen of the Far North, you dare to move her to try!" ”

The delicate and crisp sound, but it seems to be quenched with poison and ice, and it is already creepy before the night.

The Queen of the Far North crawled out of a pile of rubble, clutched her chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She frowned, her gaze swept over the mask on the vicious girl's face, "Are you from the Netherworld?" ”

"It's not too stupid."

The girl's hands are around her chest, and her eyes are like a cosmic black hole, containing the evil midnight black and the noble and elegant purple purple.

"How many years have the Netherworld and the Bloodlines not bothered each other, what do you mean by that? Do you want the Bloodlines to go to war with the Netherworld? The Far North Queen gritted her teeth.

"What are you, worthy of representing the Bloodline?" The girl sneered, her face showing a cold face, "If it weren't for the face of the blood clan, you would have gone to hell a long time ago." ”

The Queen of the Far North looked at her, her body shocked, a chill, and a bunch of goosebumps.

Even through the mask, she could feel that this girl was not very old, but her strength was unfathomable, especially the full evil power, as if she was a dark mage at her peak.

The Queen of the Far North shuddered.

"Night Light Song is my enemy, what is your relationship with Night Light Song?" The Queen of the Far North asked tentatively.

Perhaps, there was a misunderstanding with the other party.

She still didn't want to believe that Night Light Song could be so powerful that it had something to do with the people of Netherworld.

Netherworld, it's the most evil world.

It can be called a realm below the eighteen layers of hell.

"Night Song?" The girl seemed to look annoyed.

When the Queen of the Far North saw this, she felt a burst of ecstasy in her heart.

Sure enough, it was just a misunderstanding.

The other party didn't know Ye Qingge.

However, the smile on the face of the Queen of the Far North lasted less than a moment before it gradually solidified.

The girl in the sky flew down.

In the blink of an eye, he was behind the Queen of the Far North.

Her delicate and delicate hands were lifted and wrapped around the neck of the Far North Queen, and her chin rested on the Extreme North's shoulder.

The gauze sleeves piled down, revealing two jade arms, and on the round skin that could break through the snow by blowing, the black thorn flower totem was carved, covering the two arms, like the claws of the devil sticking out of the abyss.

The body of the Queen of the Far North froze, and an inexplicable sense of panic suddenly rose.

Her eyes widened, and her limbs tensed into a string that could break at any moment.

The girl who was close to her body squinted her eyes and smiled, and the black and purple in her eyes were even richer than the night, enchanting.

"Night Light Song, my people, if you dare to hurt her in the slightest, even if the blood clan comes forward, I will pull your bones and tendons, cook oil in a blazing fire, and cook mature meat to feed the blood vultures."

Under the mandala mask, the smile is gloomy.

The paper that used to be white has become completely black.