Volume 1 Four Stars_Chapter 339 Take Me Home

Seeing that the girl beside him was stubborn, the madman had no choice but to retreat, and everyone avoided it one after another, making way for the two of them to make a spacious place. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Ying looked at the bloody woman standing in front of her, and there was a trace of panic in her heart.

"Let's fight to the death." Qingge smiled and said.

She raised her hand, her delicate palm was slightly curved, like a wild crane waiting to fly, and the back of her hand wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, exposing her evil spirit, like a god of killing.

The crowd, in an uproar -

In the battle of life and death, once the two agree, the rules of heaven and earth are naturally formed, and only when one party dies can the rules of heaven and earth be opened.

Everyone couldn't have imagined that Qingge was going to fight with Long Sakura to the death, Jialan was a place of pure heart, the most hated taste of blood, and the exchange was all to the point, no one dared to really poison him, and no one had ever mentioned the word life and death.

But she just said it so openly.

"Funny girl." Burning chuckled.

Jun Ruo's eyes were indifferent, and ripples spread on the calm lake.

"Sing lightly at night, don't mess around." Light yarn flows off the road.

"Hah-"

The girl laughed, she turned her head, and looked at the light yarn in confusion, she didn't understand, didn't these people let her fight and force her to death, okay, she fought, she didn't run away, so why did they accuse her one by one? Say she's messing around?

The evil qi in her body surged wildly, and Qingge swallowed back a mouthful of fishy sweet blood in her throat, but when she saw her laugh cruelly, she forced Long Ying, "Either you fight to the death, or, get out of me." ”

Everyone around them was dumbfounded, they had never seen anyone dare to be so arrogant in Garan, they were still freshmen.

Long Ying's body trembled, she looked at Qingge in fear, and suddenly remembered the ruthlessness of the girl in front of her, she was able to kill her old fiancΓ©, kill her sister and kill her sister, and her methods were cruel and merciless, and she challenged the ......

Long Ying has never taken these things seriously, she feels that no matter what, it is just an innate sevenfold, but if it is really a life and death battle, she is afraid, she does not dare.

The picture of Shicai Qingge destroying the aura spar is vivid, let me ask, can she Long Ying do it?

The answer, of course, is no.

No matter how much she was, she couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of her, and she had to believe it.

Seeing that Long Ying was speechless, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after chuckling, he looked at the man standing in the depths of the Lolita Hall, the man had black eyes and black hair, and his eyes were full of light, "Jia Lan doesn't advocate life and death battles, you go back." ”

Qingge sneered, turned around, and walked out of the main hall with heavy steps.

Long Ying stared at the girl's eyes, her hands clenched, she had never been so embarrassed, God knows how much she wanted to deal with this life-and-death battle, but she didn't dare.

Even if she wanted the girl to die, she was afraid that the last person to die would kill her.

People are always like this, selectively ignoring the hard work of others, only being moved by themselves, no one can empathize, and no one can understand what unforgettable experiences are behind those stories that are told lightly.

Qingsha is displaced, and so is Long Ying, they are jealous of Qingge, thinking that Qingge has only come to this point with good luck.

The madman followed behind Qingge step by step, and the people in the entire hall watched them leave, Zhan Jieyu stepped forward worriedly, Ouyang Che grabbed her, "Don't trouble her anymore." ”

Zhan Jieyu wanted to speak and stopped, her eyes flashing.

Outside Lolita, Qingge stood on the hundred-foot glazed steps and stared at the flowers and trees in the ancient castle, the grass and the world, at this time, the madman scraped the threshold.

"Maniac." Said lightly.

"I'm here." A hoarse voice rang out.

"Take me home."

After saying that, Qingge's chest couldn't help but tremble, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The madman held her up as she fell.

"Okay, let's go home." The madman put Qingge's hand on his shoulder and helped her to walk in the direction of Sanssouci Mountain.

Under the misty green sun, the two of them faltered, and the warm sun stretched their backs very long, desolate and lonely.

Burning Que walked out of Lolita, he stood next to the white jade pillar, his feminine eyes looked at a blood stain on the Baizhang Liu's steps, he squatted down, his slender hands slipped through the viscous blood, the scarlet blood fell on his fingertips, he put it under the tip of his nose, his eyes slightly closed, and sniffed, "It's so fragrant." ”

Sanssouci Mountain.

In the northernmost jade house, Qingge sat cross-legged, the sea breeze blowing from the window lattice, lifting a few strands of white hair.

Outside the jade house, the madman leaned his back against the wall, his hands around his chest, and his head slightly bowed, like an ice sculpture, which made people look away.

She's protecting the Dharma for the light song!

Inside the house.

Light Song condensed qi, concentrated on it, and pressed the two qi with one mind, but the evil qi of the red veins could not be suppressed no matter what, the evil qi was fierce, and it ran all the way to the front of the two clusters of Danhuo, and it was actually to gnaw away the Danhuo of Qingge!

The aura in the Danhuo was not controlled by the light song, and it gushed out, trembling together with the evil qi.

Qingge's face became more and more pale, her body spasmed, and the aura and evil qi were out of control, making her body completely overturned, and the pain was indescribable, like a thousand knives and countless ants gnawed at her.

Tearing lungs and tearing hearts.

She used the spiritual power as a blade, trying to separate the evil and the spirit, but the spiritual power that could be infused was directly swallowed by the evil qi that came out of the red veins.

The aura in the Danhuo is also like a demon, trying its best to come out, fusing with the never-ending evil qi, loving and killing each other, so lively, but this appearance tortures Qingge.

Like piercing the intestines and belly, everything in the body is no longer under the control of Qingge, the five internal organs and six internal organs are gradually exhausted, and the spiritual energy in the twenty-four tendons and veins is sucked out by the Danhuo, and the tendons and veins are fragile and vulnerable.

Bang -

She fell to the ground, her body curled up, and in the evening, the rays of the setting sun shone on her body as if gilded with a dark red edge.

The snow-white hair is intertwined with the red robe, and the falling flowers are stunning, and the beauty is incomprehensible.

It seems to be the last dying struggle of the beauty in the twilight, the edge of life and death, the change of evil and spirit, Qingge's face is against her arm, her arm is next to the cold ground, she looks at her fingertips, her eyes are shining, and the blood demon flower between her eyebrows seems to be withered and dim.

She has crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, walked through the rain of killing the sky, so many people wanted her to die, but she didn't die, did she want to die here?

Such a ridiculous death?

No!

She didn't want to die, and she was not willing to die, she lived two lives, in the previous life she was an orphan who was abandoned, a tool for killing people in the organization, in this life, although she was still an orphan, but she knew that if Night Terror and Yan Bitong were alive, they would put her at the top of their hearts.

She still has so much to do, how can she die?

She also wanted to wait for Ji Yue to wake up and tell him that she wanted to see the demeanor of the hundred phoenixes and go to the demon domain to watch the sunrise of ten thousand beasts.

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