Wu Youqian seemed to have suffered a thunderbolt from the sky, his whole body was shocked, his limbs were weak, and the Fire Cloud Knife slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, making a "jingling" sound. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This spectacle shocked the eyes of countless people.

An unknown girl, in a distant homeland, has created another miracle.

The river is surging, and the wind and clouds are whining——

Wu Youqian tried his best to open his eyes wide, and deep in his bone marrow, there was a faint killing opportunity waiting for the opportunity.

It's just that before he could make a move, the girl standing in front of the blood prison had already stormed over.

Qingge flew up, and the shadow of the man in the air blocked Qingyang, drawing a silhouette of a concubine on the top of the clouds.

The Mingwang knife in the girl's hand, from the sky, slashed on Wu Youqian's arm, the knife fell, blood splashed three feet, the soul wandered, one arm drew an arc, fell to the ground, the viscous liquid condensed into a pool of blood under the arm, and after a few spasms, it fell to silence.

The blood that spilled out made a light face.

Qingge raised his hand, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at the painful Wu Youqian with a smile.

Wu Youqian knelt on the ground, and the pain of his broken arm was like a piercing bone.

Blood continued to flow from the wound on his arm, dripping to the ground, and the melodious sound was like a song to the underworld played in the dark night

She is the messenger of the night, like Shura, holding a severed head machete, walking in the river of blood, breaking the corpse and burying it in the hell.

Everyone, all looking at this scene in horror, obviously it was broad daylight, but they felt like falling into an ice cellar, cold and creepy!

How could there be such a bloody and murderous girl, with white hair and blood, delicate appearance, and a gloomy life like a ghost in the underworld, where she passed, the wind whimpered, the wolves roared, and the world was desolate, who was dancing a shocking dance.

The light singer held the blood-stained Mingwang knife, releasing a terrifying evil aura all over her body, she lifted the Mingwang knife, her face was indifferent, the killing machine flashed, and the wind rose.

This time, she was going to kill him!

The ruthlessness of the heart and the spicinessness of the hands are unheard of.

Wu Youqian was completely panicked, he no longer had face, but he still wanted his life.

As long as he keeps his life, he can pick up his face or something, and if he doesn't even have his life, he will really lose and lose forever.

He hugged Qingge's leg with one hand, a face, I don't know whether it was contorted and twitched by fear or anger, he knelt on the ground, raised his head, and wailed, "Don't, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I can do anything for you." ”

The light song and laughter, the flowers tremble, the color of the sun and the moon, and the smile.

"Really?"

Possessed by a light song, Wan Er smiled lightly.

Wu Youqian seemed to be in the dark, caught the last touch of light, and nodded frequently, "As long as you live." ”

Yes, as long as you live -

Ten years is not too late for the husband to take revenge.

As long as he Wu is rich and still alive, there will be a day when Dongshan will make a bloody enemy again, and his enemy is Qingge.

Just like Jiang Hai in Fuguitang that day, Qingge knew the thoughts of this kind of person, since she did it and pulled out the knife, there was no reason to take it back.

She has never been soft-hearted, on the contrary, she is ruthless, ruthless and cruel, whether in the past life or in this life, all she can do to treat the enemy is to kill.

If Qian Shicai hadn't unleashed the second realm fire wave of the Five Elements Fire, she wouldn't have killed Wu Youqian.

But—

From the moment the enemy kills her, she is already doomed to death, either you die or I die.

Light songs are like maggots on tarsal bones, once they stick to it, they will not rest until they die.

Qingge leaned into Wu Youqian's ear, and the hot air sprayed on the man's rough-skinned face.

Wu Youqian got goosebumps all over his body, the blood that kept flowing from the wound stained his clothes red, his body spasmed, trembled, as if he was addicted, and he couldn't stop at all.

There was a glimmer of life in the man's eyes, and there was a trace of almost invisible killing intent flowing in Chunchun.

To be alive is to kill.

As long as he is alive and endures humiliation, he can return all today's grievances to her.

One day, he will humiliate this rampant and evil girl, so that she will not be able to survive and die.

It's just that the girl's words made him discouraged, his heart was like stagnant water, and the cold air spread out from his knees, straight to the heavenly spirit cover.

"Then you will die for me."

The demagogic voice is like black and white impermanence, seducting people's souls.

The girl's eyes were burning with a strong killing intent, and she held on to the Ming King's knife and wanted to stab the man's neck.

She would rather be alive in the name of cruelty, and she didn't want to leave any disaster in the future to kill her one day.

"Presumptuous! Put the knife down for me! The delicate voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look, but they saw a group of people coming on fierce horses.

The woman on the horse was dressed in red, her eyebrows were heroic, delicate and wealthy, and sometimes there was a flash of blood.

The women's three thousand green silks, held up with a fire phoenix hairpin, dignified and graceful, with thousands of manners, slim and elegant, and outstanding posture.

"What's the mayor?" In the crowd, someone was surprised.

"You don't know this, I heard that this Wu is rich and has a leg with the mayor, of course, this is all rumors, rumors."

"Talking nonsense, be careful that the mayor cuts your tongue, but then again, I also heard that for a while, Wu Youqian often went to the mayor's mansion, as for what he was doing, I don't know."

"But now it seems that maybe there is really something to do between the two, but it's a pity, the mayor of the town was born with a fragrant country, and Wu Youqian is cheap."

"Now, what you have to worry about should be this arrogant girl, she broke Wu Youqian's hand, and she still wants to kill Wu Youqian, do you think the mayor will let her go?"

"This girl's white hair is so similar to that of Dean Jialan's disciple Beiyue An Guohou."

"I've heard that Yeqingge was kicked out of Garan, do you know, she, the dean's apprentice, actually won the last place in the Lolita test, it's really funny, it's unprecedented."

“……”

The further back you go, the more unbearable it becomes.

Qingge's eyes are indifferent, the ice silk turns cold, the hand holding the Ming King's knife is white and delicate, and the blood is stained on it, like the red plum blooming in the wind in the ice and snow, and it seems to be a forgotten river, in the barren darkness, slowly opening the mansha pearl.

When the voice of the mayor of Qingshi Town sounded, Qingge's hand holding the Ming Wang knife only froze for a moment, and after a while, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he stabbed Wu Youqian's neck!

"You dare!"

The woman in red jumped off the horse, her eyes bloodshot.

She is the king of Bluestone Town, and at least in this town, no one dares to disobey her words.

The light song is unmoved-

The face has been torn, and things have reached the point where there is no turning back.

What about Mayor Bluestone?

With the name Night Light Song, will there be fewer people who offend?

Those who want to kill her, just by lining up, they can line up from Beiyue to Nanhuang.

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