Qingge sat on the glass phoenix chair, unmoved, as if he hadn't heard Gong Yaozu's hoarse roar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the blood wolf killed Xiao Wu, he jumped back into Qingge's arms, Qingge took the handkerchief handed by the maidservant, wiped the blood on the little wolf's mouth, and then threw away the blood-stained handkerchief, and looked at Gong Yaozu: "The general is ready to break his arm?" ”

Gong Yaozu's hair stood up all over his body, he hated Qingge, and said angrily: "Night Qingge, if you don't understand this, Hugh wants me to admit defeat, and you have to die." In the latter sentence, Gong Yaozu glared at Huzi and said.

Huzi sat on the ground in prostration, surrounded by the corpse of a half-beast, with his back against the leopard.

Hearing Gong Yaozu's words, he sneered lightly: "General Gong, aren't you blind? Or deafness? The way to win or lose is up to you, killing the other party's contract beast is the winner, Huzi has already killed Xiao Wu's contract beast, but Xiao Wu has to fight with Huzi, is it possible that this king wants to stand by? General Gong, one yard is one yard, if you are willing to gamble, you have to admit defeat, otherwise, do you think this king has time to play with you? ”

At the end of the day, his voice became clear and cold.

Qingge's snow-white hands stroked the little wolf's hair.

The little wolf lay on Qingge's lap, and his blood pupils narrowed comfortably.

Gong Yaozu glared at Qingge angrily, trembling with anger.

Half-beast, little Wu......

How can you lose?

Impossible.

Qingge glanced at Beiying and said, "If you play a game, you have to abide by the rules of the game, General Gong is a man who stands up to the sky, and he won't go back on his word, right?" Northern Eagle, come, go and cut off the general's arm. ”

Beiying was stunned.

She raised her eyes and looked at Qingge, her eyes complicated.

Qingge smiled slightly.

Beiying bit his lip, lowered his head, and stood up in silence.

Ye Qingge did not hesitate to take risks and walked into Gong Yaozu's trap, just to avenge her?

She saw her hatred, so she did it, this knife, let her come, let her attack the former enemy openly?

Beiying thought that her inside had long been rotten and stenched.

When Wei Jiacun died violently overnight, when Wei Mulan's face was destroyed alive, when Gong Yaozu forcibly put the bones and blood of the beast in her body, she was already dead.

Except for Liang Fu and hatred, no one will make any ripples in her heart.

However, at this moment, Beiying looked at the golden, graceful and luxurious woman, and actually had the idea of going to the soup for her, and had the urge to follow her to the death.

A mountain of swords and a sea of fire, death is enough.

"This king's knife should be sharper."

Qingge threw the Ming Wang knife towards the North Eagle.

Beiying lowered his head, even if he didn't look at it, he could accurately catch the Mingwang knife by stretching out his hand.

Beiying gradually approached Gong Yaozu.

Gong Yaozu clenched his sword, and the warriors all stood up, trying to stop Beiying.

The three generals of Li Canglang released the momentum of the second sword spirit master, and the warriors brought by Gong Yaozu couldn't move.

Gong Yaozu looked at Beiying, and a strange feeling was derived from his heart, and he only felt familiar.

But such an ugly face of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, if he had seen it, he must have been very impressed.

And that's not the point.

The point is that he has lost a half-beast, it is impossible to destroy his right arm again, and his right hand with a knife is gone, how can he be called a general?

"Gong Yaozu, twenty years ago, you couldn't bring down General Ye, and today, twenty years later, you can't play with the little master, time, it's a reincarnation, a dark person, under the sun, there is nothing to hide, Brother Gong, do you say yes?"

Li Canglang turned his head to look at Gong Yaozu and said, "Even if you go to the Netherworld Mansion, you are still a defeated general under General Ye." ”

Gong Yaozu's eyes were red, "Li Canglang, you are just a dog next to the night terror, after the night terror died and lived like a rat crossing the street for more than ten years, these ten years, I was in Xuanyue Pass, the scenery was beautiful, and the people called me General Changsheng, what are you?" You're wrong, Night Terror is my defeat. ”

In the end, Gong Yaozu smiled fiercely.

Night Terror has already lost to him.

That so-called god of war, dead, dead!

Li Canglang frowned and stopped talking.

Qingge looked at Gong Yaozu and smiled weirdly, Gong Yaozu only felt hairy, like a man's back.

He looked at Qingge.

From beginning to end, the woman, elegant and graceful, dignified and lazy, as beautiful as a quenched flower, sat there, watched the farce play out, and then took a curtain call, strategized, and won a thousand miles, as if nothing could escape the palm of her hand.

Gong Yaozu was frightened for a while, he looked at his embarrassment, in stark contrast, only for a moment, Gong Yaozu was afraid.

He thought that Ye Qingge was a sheep to be slaughtered, but he didn't expect that it was a wolf in human skin, and he was the fish and meat to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

Every step he took was a trap she had set.

Beiying walked in front of Gong Yaozu, holding the Mingwang knife of light song in his hand.

In front of the pear wood table opposite, Liu Kun looked at the half-beast on the ground, then at Gong Yaozu, stood up, and then knelt on the ground solemnly, "Your Majesty, think twice." ”

The other officials and nobles of Xuanyue Pass were all like Liu Kun, kneeling on their knees.

"Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Qingge leaned on the phoenix chair, his eyes were half-raised, his eyes were charming, and there were no waves in the ancient well.

She took a sip of peach blossom brew, her face turned crimson, "Beiying, cut!" Whoever intercedes will be killed. ”

The hand in the wide gilded sleeve rested lightly on the chair handle, the wrist drooped, and the wine glass in the hand was tilted, and the wine flowed on the ground.

What a lazy woman like a fox!

Partial birth, killing people like hemp, drinking blood like home.

She is the king watered by blood, the flower of thorns that blooms at the door of death.

With an order, who dares to say anything else?

"General Gong, I'm sorry." Beiying lifted the Mingwang sword, and under the calm and calm, it was a soul that jumped with joy.

Cut him! Cut him!

Gong Yaozu transported the aura to his limbs, and as long as Beiying dared to make a move, he would kill her.

Suddenly, Gong Yaozu felt that the aura around his body was flowing backwards, and the aura was uncontrollable.

Gong Yaozu turned his eyes to look at Ye Qingge, and Ye Qingge was still like that.

Beauty is drunk, peach blossoms are brewed.

Despite this, Gong Yaozu dared to conclude that it was definitely her!

It was she who controlled his aura, Shicai, and it was she who prevented him from sensing the class of the leopard beast.

However, he is a sword spirit master, and Ye Qingge is just an innate thirteen-fold cultivator.

Gong Yaozu thought about it, Liu Kun told him that although Ye Qingge was a cultivator of the thirteenth level of congenital beings, he could leapfrog the challenge and kill a sword spirit master.

At the beginning, he scoffed, thinking that it was just an exaggerated rumor, and only now did he regret it and underestimate the enemy.

Snort-

Gong Yaozu gasped, his face pale.

His aura seemed to have been swallowed up by something, gone!

That is, the devouring aura of the Blood Demon Flower! ，o

The sword of the Northern Eagle is about to fall.

Outside, there was an angry shout, and the flat ground was shocked!

"The old man is here, who dares to be presumptuous? Still not stop? The old man's powerful voice sounded, and the smile on Qingge's face became more and more bewitching.

Qin Kui, it's really ghostly!

Beiying looked at Qingge.

Qingge's eyes were indifferent, his chin was raised slightly, his red lips moved, and he spit out a simple word: "Cut!" ”

The momentum is put out, not angry but mighty.