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Ji Yue's pair of treacherous and evil eyes were filled with a cold murderous aura, he was about to take action, under the ring, the aura of the aura hit like a storm, and when it collided with the aura of the king of the Northern Tomb, the earth shook and the sky collapsed.

"King of the North Tomb, do you dare to touch the old man and granddaughter, believe it or not, the old man let you die in Beiyue?"

The old man in the gray robe swept up suddenly, and the aura was released, covering the sky and the sun, and the momentum was magnificent, like a mountain and a sea.

Ye Qingtian stood in front of Qingge, protecting her like a city wall.

"Night blue sky!"

The King of the North Tomb changed color and was furious, his face distorted like an angry lion, "Your granddaughter is a granddaughter, and this king's daughter is not a daughter?" Do you know what it means to die without a body? The king's daughter didn't even have ashes, so she died! ”

The sound was deafening and resounding in the sky.

Everyone was stunned to look at the two men facing each other in the ring, the situation was changing rapidly, and in an instant, it was a different look, those two men were both venerable in the empire, the night was blue, even if the iron man was old, the momentum was not inferior to anyone, the majestic aura was powerful, looking at the eight wildernesses, who would dare to be disobedient?

The King of the Northern Tomb, who has been fighting in the south and the north for so many years, is shrouded in horse leather, brave and good at fighting, is the prince with the highest status in Xixun, and is also the only general with the blood of the royal family.

Now, he is middle-aged, angry, and his only daughter died under his nose, and he didn't even have a corpse, how could he not collapse.

Blood crawled all over the man's eyeballs, his eyes were red and terrifying, and the murderous aura like fire raged wildly.

"Your daughter?"

There was a chill in Ye Qingtian's eyes, "Is your daughter fighting with murderous intent, you know better than the old man, and now that she is defeated and dead, you blame the old man's granddaughter?" King of the North Tomb, don't you think the old man is old, or when the old man dies? Ye Qingtian put his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as a sword out of the sheath, flashing with a strong chill.

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it die!

The night light song is his reverse scale.

"The king only knows that the king's daughter is dead."

The King of the North Tomb took a step forward, the sky collapsed, his eyes breathed fire, and he glared at the night blue sky, "Night blue sky, hand over the night light song, otherwise he will look for iron horses in the west every day, and he will step on your Beiyue Dynasty!" ”

"Do you think the old man will be afraid?" Ye Qingtian sneered.

In the seat, Ye Wuxian stood up suddenly, jumped up, and the purple figure fell on the high platform, he stepped forward to support the rather weak light song, his eyes were like a sword, and fell on the King of the Northern Tomb, "King of the Northern Tomb, although the Great War of the Four Dynasties is a competition between countries, but in which year did the Great War of the Four Dynasties not kill anyone?" In the last war of the Four Dynasties, was it true that the eldest prince of Beiyue died at the hands of Prince Xixun? Flip up further, the most beloved princess of the Tanglin Emperor was directly cut off by the son of your Southern Emperor's family, which is also true; The prince thinks about it carefully, when the Great Prince of Beiyue died, did I Beiyue say that I would wash you in blood to sacrifice the spirit of the Great Prince in the sky? When Princess Tanglin hanged herself after her legs were abolished, did Tanglin have a grudge? ”

Ye Wuxian spoke sharply, word by word, like a sharp blade cutting through the tranquility of this sky, and the face of the King of the Northern Tomb was white and blue, which was wonderful.

After a pause, Ye Wuxian stroked his sleeves, elegant and methodical, he glanced at the pale light song, and then approached the king of the North Tomb, and said: "The king of the North Tomb is brave and loyal, and has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, it should be a person with a true temperament who dares to love and hate, why is it so small-bellied?" ”

Small-bellied chicken intestines......

Is it difficult for a dead daughter to greet her with a smile and say that she is good to die and die well, so she is not a small belly and chicken intestines, and she is careful?

But the words of the night without a trace were seamless and flawless, and he wanted to refute, but was blocked speechless.

Also, how can he, a general who has fought on the battlefield for a long time with a golden sword and iron horse, say that he has no trace of the night that is hidden deep and unrevealed?

"Do you think that if you say that, the king will let her go?" The King of the Northern Tomb had a dark face.

"Leave her alone? When did I want you to let her go? "The night is abrupt and abrupt.

The King of the Northern Tomb frowned, how could he not understand the words of Ye Wuxian?

Since Ye Wuxian didn't ask him to let her go, why did he come up with such a wording to teach him a lesson?

Everyone in the audience looked at the stage intently, night fell, and the black cloth on the night pearl hanging on the stone pillars was lifted off, and the light was bright, illuminating this piece of heaven and earth as bright as day.

"What do you mean?" The King of the Northern Tomb asked.

"I mean it very simply."

In the narrow eyes of the night without a trace of glass stars, there was a coldness like ice, "Ye Qingge is a person from my Ye family, I don't need you to let it go, if you think you have the ability to move her, even if you come, don't say that you are a king of the North Tomb, you are looking for all the troops in the west, and my night family is not afraid, and I will definitely accompany her to the end!" ”

Qingge turned his eyes and looked at the night without a trace, the man's silhouette was cold and resolute, the lines were soft, and the eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance, and the world seemed to be under his hands.

Whether it is in the impression of Qingge or in the memories left by the Yeqingge deity, Ye Wuxian has always been a person who is silent and moody, he is obscure, he can survive three years in the land of death without touching firewood, rice, oil and salt, and he can also endure humiliation and go out to practice under Qin Lan's eyes, until he has all the side lines of the Ye family under his command.

Qingge has never seen such a night without a trace, talking and laughing and talking about lotus flowers, and in just a few words, the prince of Xixun will be pale like dirt.

He is her brother, and now, he stands up regardless of all the consequences and protects her in front of the envoys of a hundred countries.

Qingge's gaze moved to Ye Qingtian's body, Ye Qingtian turned his back to her, his gray robe blew without wind, although he was old, his hair was white, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, but his staggered back, like a sharp sword, was ready to poke a hole in the sky at any time.

Her grandfather.

Although she is old, she can still protect her.

The King of the Northern Tomb had a calm face and was annoyed and angry, and his chest rose and fell, trembling constantly.

In his life, he has made great achievements, who saw him not tremble with fear, when did he suffer such anger?

"Okay, you're good!"

The King of the Northern Tomb suddenly turned his head to look at the Emperor of the Northern Moon, his eyes widened angrily, and his voice was as loud as the bell of the embassy, full of anger, "The Emperor of the Northern Moon, the daughter of this king died at the hands of the lord of Anguo in your Northern Moon, do you want to give this king and Xixun an explanation?" ”

The topic immediately led to the Northern Moon Emperor.

Everyone looked towards the Northern Moon Emperor.

Qingge's face was gloomy, she didn't know what the Northern Moon Emperor had in his heart, I was afraid, he wanted her to die more than anyone else, at least at the moment when he took off the golden light cover, he thought so.

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