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She knelt on one knee, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, plunged the Ming Wang knife into the ground, and slid back fiercely along the reckless land, until she reached the river bank, and then stopped.

The yellow sand is rolling, the dust and smoke are everywhere, and the water column on the river surface is lifted by the huge aftermath, which blooms on the other side of the sky, and blows up the night.

Qingge hung her head slightly, her eyes looked indifferently at the mud on the ground, and a strand of broken hair hung down from her forehead.

She lifted her sinister eyes, looking ahead through the mottled cracks in her hair.

Frightened, unsettled, and sitting in the carriage with palpitations.

In front of Wu Yu, an old figure symbolized justice, standing there, with his hands behind his back, his white brows frowned, and he was looking at Qingge in a complicated way.

The light song sneered, and the laughter grew louder and louder, spreading along the river.

She stood up with the Mingwang knife, and then pulled the Mingwang knife out of the ground suddenly, and looked at An Suyou mockingly, "It's really time for Dean An to come." ”

An Suyou ignored it, turned a blind eye, turned around and helped Wuyu up, turned his back to Qingge, and said: "The master-apprentice relationship in the past is still there, and the old man doesn't want to do anything to you." ”

Qingge smiled as if he had heard a big joke, "Indeed, Dean An is such a noble person, he can only make a stumbling block secretly, how can he put me to death in the open?" ”

She didn't believe it, Wuyu mobilized the dark mages without authorization, An Suyou would not know, she was just afraid that she would turn a blind eye, An Suyou could come at the critical moment when Wuyu was killed, how could she not know that she was alone to face eight dark mages, life and death were unpredictable?

Ansuyou is still as shameless as ever.

It's not that he's changed, it's that she's never understood him.

An Suyou turned around and said, "Qingge, everything the old man has done is for your good." ”

Yu Ji's words echoed in his mind, and An Suyou was even more determined to implement this path.

He's right.

"Good for me?" Qingge sneered, his face full of cruelty, "Come on, Dean An, put away your high-sounding tricks." ”

As soon as the conversation changed, Qingge suddenly lowered his voice and said, "What if I have to kill him? ”

An Suyou's face fell, "With me, you can't kill you." ”

Qingge looked up and laughed.

The laughter stopped, her eyes mocking, her voice clear, "Then, take this old thing, get out of my sight." ”

Admittedly, as An Suyou said.

Although her breakthrough speed was terrifying, and her combat value was also perverted, however, she was overwhelmed before her absolute strength was suppressed.

She was born thirteen, and she couldn't take the life of a dog without fear under the protection of An Suyou.

For example, in the far north, she could only fight the trapped beasts.

All this, just because, not strong enough!

In the reincarnation of the world, the winner is king, the weak eat the strong, and the hard fist is the king.

Qingge's unceremonious words, he stared at Qingge, and said with a weird smile: "Night Qingge, the coming days are long, this is just the beginning." ”

"Great Elder, if you have time to be angry with me, why don't you go and prepare a coffin for yourself, who knows when you will return to the west with one kick on your feet, right?" Qingge said as he wiped the blood stains on King Ming's knife.

Wuyu is furious, however, he talks more and makes more mistakes than he pays lip service, and he can't win but can reverse the merits and sing lightly.

An Suyou held Wuyu's hand and pressed it hard, with a sense of vigilance, looked at the light song, put down the sentence "There will be a period later" and left with Wuyu on the blue-eyed flame spray beast, and crossed a long trail in the night sky under the stars.

At this moment, Qingge frowned, holding the Mingwang knife, and sat on the ground weakly.

She has consumed too much energy and aura in breaking the formation, and if she wants to kill without danger, she is only supported by a strong spiritual intent, she is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and she is vulnerable.

And, after such a battle, Qingge discovered the power of the dark mage.

Compared to the mighty aura, the mysterious spirit master, the evil dark magician, seems to contain more profound powers.

Unfortunately, most of the dark mages are gone.

The light gauze demon covered the wound on his shoulder and walked crookedly in front of Qingge.

Her lips were dry, her face was as white as rice paper, her eyes were dilated, and there was a deep wound on her side of her chest that could be seen to the bone, and the black charred flesh was turned outward with dripping blood, and the bones were hidden under the broken veins.

The light gauze demon seems to be overdrawn, and his limbs are weak.

The light gauze demon's face was full of blood, her purple-black lips were full of seductive power, she raised a bright and demonic smile, and her whirlpool-like eyes were actually flowing with clear spring water at this moment.

She was condescending and stretched out her hand towards Qingge, "Are you dead?" ”

Qingge gasped, sweat dripping, she raised her head and smiled, "Is the scourge so easy to die?." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on the palm of the light gauze demon.

The light gauze demon's face was almost transparent, she slowly gathered her five fingers, and the white and tender palms of the two of them, separated by a thick layer of blood, fit tightly.

The light gauze demon eyebrows were iron-blue, and the slender green tendons spit out slightly, and she worked hard, as if she had used her life's strength to pull the light song up.

The two of them stood precariously, like willows in the wind.

They looked at each other and laughed silently.

The light gauze demon's eyes were slightly red, "Ye Qingge, why do you want to treat me as a friend, I don't dare to calculate you." ”

Because the light yarn clan has a special relationship with Jialan, the light yarn demon and Dean Yan got the news early in the morning that Wuyu wants to mobilize the Jialan dead, the evil dark magicians, she doesn't plan to tell Qingge, and even wants to help Wuyu deliberately conceal it, waiting for Li Fugui to be killed, Bi Xishuang is taken away, and after Wuyu makes a heinous mistake, she can force Ye Qingge to the extreme.

At that time, the light gauze demon will be able to achieve what he has always wanted.

Invite her to destroy Garan together.

And the night light song has no choice.

That old castle is on the verge of extinction.

However, when she saw that the plan was about to succeed, she ruined it.

Pulling back from the precipice and turning back in time, she was even happier than she imagined.

At this moment, on the barren hill, the light gauze demon looked at Qingge's face, and suddenly rejoiced, glad that he did not calculate her because of temporary interests and lost this friend.

Qingge sighed softly.

She clasped the hand of the light gauze demon, and the two supported each other and walked towards the Northern Moon Imperial Capital.

The two of them have no ability to fight again, and even walking is extremely difficult.

The Light Veil Demon has never felt so relaxed.

She lowered her head and looked at the hand that was clenched tightly by the woman, and a subtle feeling arose in her heart, so that a smile of relief appeared on her face.

The ghostly purple and black eyes became more and more gentle.

The dependence of two people on each other is much better than the feeling of one person fighting alone.

Share joys and sorrows, share weal and woe.

Friend, isn't that all there is to it?