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Guillotine, the heavy chains pressed Qingge's body down, she stood proudly, next to her was the executioner with a blood-stained machete, the executioner was expressionless, and the anger was scattered, she had been used to seeing the scene of the severed head for many years, but she had also cultivated this Yama momentum.

Qin Kui sat on the Guiyun chair, Mo Qiong stood behind the chair, hammering her shoulders, she raised her eyes to look at the girl on the guillotine, and the corners of her mouth were sneering.

When the clan compared, Qingge was unkind to her, and she didn't give half of face, she couldn't swallow this breath.

She wanted to see how arrogant she could be when she was dying.

On the side, on the dragon chair, the man's eyes were gloomy, and his hands on his lap were twisted together, playing with the jade wrench.

With the supreme Second Sword Spirit Master Qin Kui here, Qingge's death seems to have become a foregone conclusion, and the difference is just a knife that cuts off the head.

Among the thousands of people, the man in the red robe was lying on the grass unruly, surrounded by people, he found a quiet place, drank a big drink, long-sleeved wind, suddenly, he stood up suddenly, smashed the wine gourd in his hand to the ground, his face was full of anger, and walked towards the guillotine.

When a guard tried to stop him, he quickly struck out, his skeletal hand clasped the guard's neck, and with a slight force on his fingers, the guard's neck was crooked.

The moment Mo Xie threw the guard's body to the ground and jumped onto the guillotine, Long Yan, the man sitting on the dragon chair, was furious, stood up, and shouted: "Mo Xie, don't be too presumptuous! ”

Mo Xie hooked his lips and smiled, bewitching like a flower, he glanced at the Beiyue Emperor coldly, and said, "If the emperor wants my Mo Xie's life, take it." ”

After saying that, the man's red robe was like fire, and he strode towards Qingge.

The guards on the guillotine, when they saw the man coming with their bare hands, retreated one after another, and no one dared to move.

The Emperor of the Northern Moon gritted his teeth, he was furious, he couldn't be angry anymore, he killed a night light song, it was enough to chill the night family, if he still did something to the ink evil under the premise that the night light song was about to die, I am afraid that with Mo Yuntian's temperament, things would be messed up again.

He was afraid of another incident, so he sent someone to the criminal law library overnight last night to pass on the secret order, and abolished Ye Qingge's limbs.

Now it seems that the criminal law library does not depend on him, but he has nothing else to think about now, only the life of Ye Qingge.

Even, even he doesn't know why, is it really a high achievement?

Who knows......

Maybe it was because she was the man's daughter, maybe he was haunted by nightmares when he dreamed about it at midnight, and dreamed that the man who was strong and faithful in his blood had become unrecognizable, and climbed up from the bottom of the cliff to ask for his life.

He had felt guilty, otherwise he would not have given him the name of the county lord of Anguo when he saw the light song at the original dinner.

But that kind of guilt is on the premise that Night Light Song is just a waste.

When the former waste left the shallow water beach and transformed into a dragon and phoenix, all the guilt was distorted into a hideous killing intent.

"Emperor Beiyue, you, the emperor, are really a wreck." Qin Kui snorted and said mockingly.

The Beiyue Emperor's face turned dark, his face stiffened and smiled, and he said: "As the Beiyue Monarch, I sit on this dragon chair, every word and deed, talking about the affairs of the world, every move, for the sake of the country, naturally cannot be compared with Elder Qin." ”

Qin Kui sneered, turned his head, and stopped talking.

The Northern Moon Emperor pursed his lips tightly, and the hand that was gently squeezing the wrench deepened his strength, and the aura surrounded his fingertips.

This box, the guillotine.

Under the eyes of thousands of people, Mo Xie walked in front of Qingge, he was tall, his thick red robe was still stained with the filth of last night's bloody battle, and the traces of blood were especially obvious in his black hair tied up by a white jade crown.

Qingge's limbs were chained to purgatory, and the heavy chains pressed her hands into bruises, and her face was like frost, and her eyes met peacefully.

The two were relatively speechless, for a long time, Mo Xie was like a defeated warrior, he sighed desolate and helplessly, raised his hand, took off the vegetable leaves wrapped in the tips of Qingge's hair, and then hooked Qingge's hair behind his ears, rubbed his fingertips, and wiped the blood on his side face.

"I'll take you home, okay......" Mo Xie muttered softly, his eyes full of pain.

Qingge pursed her lips and looked at Mo Xie in a complicated way.

Seeing this, Mo Xie chuckled, took out a silver wine jug and a thousand jade wine glass from the space bag, poured a full glass, Mo Xie fed it to Qingge, Qingge raised his head slightly, drank it, a wisp of wine spread out at the corner of his mouth, and scarlet blood was smeared under the wine.

"This is my new wine, called Broken Intestines."

Heartbroken......

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

The strong wine entered the throat, like fireworks igniting Qingge's body, and all the internal organs seemed to be burning hot, if not, how could it be broken?

Chingge laughed, "Also." ”

"Okay."

Mo Xie wanted to feed Qingge, and the iron chain heard the sound of Suosuo, but saw Qingge snatch the silver wine in his hand, the spout fell to his lips, and the waterline bent into an arc in the air, flowing into Qingge's mouth.

Such a strong wine seemed to be magma hidden under the volcano for thousands of years, Qingge only felt that every part of her body was screaming in pain, but she did not stop until she drank the broken intestine wine in one breath.

The girl on the guillotine drank the broken intestine wine alone, both good and evil, bright and enchanting, the green sun sprinkled from the sky, half of the country stretched behind it, the world is just like this, Qiankun Cave Mansion, who competes with it?

The world has never seen a person who can still be so radiant when she walks on the guillotine, drinking spirits, stepping on the Huangquan Road, even if the black and white impermanence has been waiting for a long time, she is like a king, peerless, and extraordinary.

Mo Xie's eyes were sad, he snatched the wine jug, but the wine jug was empty, he looked at the girl with a red face and confused eyes, and smashed the wine jug on the ground.

"The wine is good, strong enough!" Singing and laughing.

"Night Song ......"

Mo Xie stepped forward, grabbed Qingge's shoulders with both hands, attached his ear, and exhaled a slightly hot breath, "You'd better not die, if you die, I will let everyone bury you." ”

He has always been uninhibited in Tsinghua University, and he is fascinated by the days when there is wine, meat and girls, and he never loves war, and he can live a chic life in troubled times, but if his girl dies, the man who did not go to the battlefield in the past will pick up the knife that has been sealed for many years, all the way through thorns and thorns, empty and lonely, in this bloody road of death, not drunk and not returning.

Homicide.

Slaughter the city.

Destroy the country.

Only in a split second.

But he wants to use this country to pay tribute to the soul of the dead, so that the people of the world can bury her together.

Everyone in the world says that a person who is affectionate and dedicated is often vicious and ruthless, just because all the feelings in his life are given to one person, and the rest are just a joke.

Now, it seems, it is.

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