After Qingge left the Green Water Pavilion, he returned to his residence with Ji Yue in his arms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The moment the door closed, Qingge turned around and threw the small lump of meat on the ground.

A strong and brilliant light erupted from the body of the small lump of flesh, and in the light, the body of the lump of flesh twisted, gradually expanded, and became larger.

Light Song's eyes reflected the rippling brilliance, and in the middle of the flow, a noble and evil man in a splendid black robe slowly walked out, his hands around his chest, three thousand green silk fell down in the light and waist, and the tips of his hair were dotted with stars, he looked at Qingge in a complicated way, his eyes moved down, looking at the woman's white and flawless slender hands, before that, he saw her self-masochistic as if to torture his own hands, just to remember the pain between the moments.

"Have you seen enough?" Ji Yue said unhappily.

Carefree curled the corners of his lips and smiled, "How can you see enough?" ”

Ji Yue's face was dark, and there was a faint rage of rage.

"Where's Fuki?" Qingge asked.

That's what worries her the most.

"I can't find it." A gloomy look flashed in Carefree's eyes, and then he lowered his head in disappointment.

"What the hell is going on? Why can't Fuki find it? Why did you fall into the hands of the City Lord of Saint Luo City and the Immortal? Qingge asked.

Carefree narrowed his eyes, suppressed his burning anger, and told the ins and outs of the matter.

When a group of four people came out of the plane tunnel, they encountered a tunnel storm, Xi Ziyan and Ji Yue both tried their best to protect Qingge, and Wuwu and Fuxi, who were slightly behind, endured a large area of tunnel storm, and Fuxi's eyes were interfered with by the aftermath of the tunnel storm and he was already blind.

Without the seven-star pupil, the conditions are limited, not to mention activating the seven-star formation, even walking is panicked, worry-free is even stimulated by the storm, and the cultivation is retreating, directly falling from the middle-level holy beast to the high-level demonic beast.

Worry-free means very aggrieved

However, Rao is a high-level demonic beast, and in the four-star continent, it can be regarded as an existence at the peak of strength, if he hadn't been separated from Qingge and was calculated by Shen Qian, he would not have fallen into a prisoner.

The way of divination became more and more perfect, and Fuxi was blind in both eyes, and he fell into the path of the thousand uniques.

When fleeing, Wuwu and Fuxi soldiers were divided into two ways, and Wuwu, who was covered in bruises and overdrafted physical strength, was surrounded and suppressed by more than 200 Jingwei of the city lord of Shengluo City, fighting for trapped beasts, and wiped out all the Jingwei in one breath between dying and struggling, but he only had his last breath left, and was put into the Xuanjing iron cage by the city lord's spirit master secret guard.

As for Fuki, his whereabouts are unknown.

"The Dead"

Qingge lowered her eyes, clenched her hands, her body tensed, and her unfathomable eyes shone with a bloodthirsty and cruel light.

"Go"

Qingge walked out quickly, carefree and slightly stunned, go? Where to go?

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon was trapped in the shallows and was played by shrimp, go tell her, which dogs and powerful things don't have long eyes to bully you." When passing by, Ji Yue said.

Worry-free raising of eyes, happy eyebrows, steps are gently shaken, fluttering to keep up with the pace of light songs.

If someone had told him before that his dignified mid-level holy beast needed an innate twelve-fold cultivator to find a place for him, he would definitely slap people away.

But now, the feeling of being protected is actually not bad.

The three of them roamed around the city lord's mansion like ghosts and went to the southeast.

There, it is the place where the stubborn demonic beasts are imprisoned, and it is called the Prison Beast Pavilion.

As soon as he got closer, Qingge heard the whistling of the snake whip and the hoarse roar of the demonic beasts, the wail of the dying moment, the smell of blood and decay lingering in his nostrils, and something seemed to be tumbling in his stomach, and he smelled nauseous.

"The people inside, who did it to you?" Qingge asked.

"All." The way of worry-free hatred.

In just a few hours, the minions of the Beast Prison Pavilion tortured him in different ways, breaking his wings and leaving a mark on his body with hot iron.

The pain is secondary, he can't bear it, he is proud and noble, and he is beaten and scolded by a group of young people.

"Good."

Qingge's cold face bloomed with an extremely cold smile, the brutal factor in the bone marrow and blood was ready to move, dark green eyes, looking at the dragon flying and phoenix dancing in front of the door of the small building with a rich aura carved with the plaque of "Prison Beast Pavilion", she was frightened step by step, stepping on the cold and lonely steps, like the night emperor, the undead of the underworld, skinning and cramping human beings.

The handsome and bewitching man, one left and one right, followed her step by step, revealing his face from the dark and enchanting night.

With one kick, the gold-lacquered door was kicked open, and the bloody wind poured into his nose, and a few strands of curved white hair fell from his ears.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the Prison Beast Pavilion?" The person in charge of the Prison Beast Pavilion came in a python robe and stepped on the wind, holding a five-foot broadsword, thick eyebrows and big eyes, angry eyes, and looking at Qingge with full momentum.

Behind the man, the guards with swords formed a semicircle in an orderly manner, the crossbowmen squatted in the corner of the wall, and the sharp arrows were mercilessly pointed at Qingge, as long as they gave an order, their hands moved slightly, and the three people who broke into the Prison Beast Pavilion would be pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Qingge laughed more and more unbridledly.

She raised her hand and pointed at the bright moon, her golden sleeves folded down and piled up in the crook of her arm, revealing her snow-white jade arms, her skin could be broken by blowing, the ice was clear and jade, and her temperament was dusty, but the woman's body was wrapped with a crazy killing aura.

Her heart moved slightly, and her spiritual power closed the open gold-lacquered door.

As far as the eye could see, the guards of the three armies were silent, like falling into the abyss, and they couldn't even hold their bows and crossbows.

The light song smiled and smiled, bright and warm, and the words that he spit out swept away like a storm, "Tonight, don't think about leaving a single one." ”

Innocent people?

Now she is also thorough, who is innocent in the world today?

Only the dead are innocent!

"What an arrogant girl, do you know that this is the City Lord's Mansion, and it's not your turn to be presumptuous." Those in power were furious.

Qingge didn't speak, just walked forward slowly.

The head is wrapped in a phoenix bun, the jasper step is swaying and slanting into the center, holding the gold beads, walking up, the two sleeves are windy, the gold beads are shaking, making a pleasant sound, just like the yellow bird out of the valley, the nightingale sings lowly, making people in a trance, and they have fallen into the prison of death.

It was a song to the underworld, an invitation from the Grim Reaper.

Seeing this, the person in power frowned slightly and panicked.

The Prison Beast Pavilion was isolated from the world, and he only knew that today's dinner party and the people attending the banquet had the Four Kings singing lightly at night, but he racked his brains and never imagined that the people who came to slaughter the Prison Beast Pavilion would be the honored guests invited by their city lord.

The eyes of the ruler lingered on Ji Yue and Wu Wu, his eyebrows were like a dead knot, and he smelled a powerful breath.

"Girl, the reincarnation of cause and effect, the Prison Beast Pavilion admits that it has not offended the girl, why is the girl like this?" The tone of those in power softened, but the attitude was still unquestionable.

If he was so frightened that he was so scared that the guards of the Beast Prison Pavilion would be demoralized and demoralized.

Then before they could fight, they would lose as reservoir dogs.