Chapter 191: Superstar (60)

A dazzling white light swept across Qing Ke's eyes, and the demon path spun around a few times in mid-air, stabilizing his figure, he glared angrily, "Tonight I will return all the pain I suffered in the past to you, so that you can taste the pain of not wanting to live, how about it?" ā€

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Fearless of vicissitudes.

A sarcastic smile rose at the corner of the demon Dao's lips, and he took out a magic weapon from his sleeve, the golden magic weapon was activated, and as soon as the red light appeared, a demon fire slashed towards Cangcang, Cangcang reacted quickly, rolled to the side, and dodged the fatal blow.

The demon fire in the sky shot in all directions, and the ruthless demon fire burned to the carved beams and paintings, burned in the army of 100,000, and burned into the deep palace compound.

In an instant, all kinds of mournful cries shook the universe.

In an instant, thick smoke obscured the night sky of the imperial capital, and puffs of choking black smoke seemed to drag everyone into the abyss of misfortune.

This fire completely destroyed the loyalty of the soldiers.

The soldiers who guarded the emperor also rebelled.

The faithful soldiers were provoked to a bit of blood, and they fought against the frightened emperor, who lured the wolf into the house and brought disaster to them.

The emperor was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, muttering to himself: "The demon path misunderstands me, the demon path misunderstands me......"

Meanwhile, Purple finds Jingjing in the secret room.

Qinglei's words were confirmed, and Jingjing already had legs.

Jiang Zi revealed her identity, saying that she was Qing Li's old acquaintance, Jing Jing believed it, and followed Jiang Zi all the way to the hot spring pool to meet Qing Li.

Halfway through, Jiang Zi's whole body ached inexplicably, as if she had been burned by fire. Especially her legs, which hurt terribly, and she rolled back and forth on the ground in pain.

Jiang Zi's abnormality, Jingjing saw it in her eyes, but she didn't know anything, and the feeling of powerlessness made her depressed.

"What's wrong with you?" Jingjing said softly.

"It hurts."

"Can you still stand up? I'll help you to find the hedge. ā€

At this time, Jiang Zi chooses to answer or moan in pain. The answer, of course, is the latter.

"I'm going to find the hedgeh."

Jiang Zi died and came back to life in pain, but not so that he could not extricate himself from the pain. She gritted her teeth and stood up against the wall, knowing in her heart that the original form had been consumed by fire.

Out of the Dan Pharmacy, only to see the sky full of red light, the raging fire seemed to swallow the emperor completely.

She endured the pain in her heart and secretly warned herself that she must not fall, and once she fell, she would really be finished.

Jiang Zi staggered a few steps, and she couldn't hold on anymore, so she chose to climb.

Bursts of pain were destroying her will.

As her eyes gradually darkened, and when she was in a daze, she saw the locust tree that had been burned by the fire, and the tongue of fire devoured it unscrupulously, and the burning smell made Jiang Zi feel disgusted.

That's her life!

Who set this fire!

The pain reminded her again.

She didn't understand why she couldn't live without this tree for the rest of her life, wasn't she a dryad?

Like Cangcang, he is sometimes a bat, and sometimes he appears in his original form.

But she can't, she doesn't understand.

Before she fell unconscious, she vaguely saw a familiar figure.

That night, King Xiang raised troops, the demon road was rampant, the palace gate was on fire, and the emperor committed suicide to apologize.

The chaotic night ended in blood, the dust settled, and the demon Dao died under the fire cover of the legendary Nine Dragons.

It's really exciting.

And King Xiang naturally ascended to the throne as the last monarch.

For the rest of his life after the purple catastrophe, he never forgot the grace of God.

Although her legs were badly injured and she could not walk on the ground, she had to suffer from bone-eating pain from time to time. However, she was content to live and laugh at the sunset.

What's more, when she wakes up and opens her eyes, she can see her favorite hedge guarding the couch, what could make her happier than this!

It didn't take long for Purple to notice something strange about the hedge, yes, he already had two legs.

"Your legs ......," she said, pointing to Qingqing's slender legs.

Qing Fence followed the direction of her finger, stared at her two legs, and said lightly, "I asked the fish woman to cut the tail of the fish." ā€

"Why? Break. Isn't it painful? ā€

"Watching the woman you like struggle with life and death, but you can't do anything about it, you can only watch, you can't do anything, can you understand the feeling of powerlessness?"

Qing Lei said as he drugged Jiang Zi's leg, and he slowly applied the wound, and the force was just right.

But Jiang Zi couldn't stand it, she only felt bursts of numbness attack her whole body, causing her to moan comfortably. Moaned.

Qingli asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you, did it hurt you?" ā€

He lowered his head to examine the wound carefully, and Jiang Zi became even more uncomfortable.

"No......" Jiang Zi said in a hurry, and she didn't want Qing Li to see the suspicious flush on her face, she turned over sharply and lay on the couch, "You go out." My leg is useless, let me think about it. ā€

Qingli was confused, he couldn't help but pull Jiang Zi, but Jiang Zi grabbed the pillow and didn't let go.

"I've seen it all, you have something to hide, it's not like I haven't seen your body." Qinghedge said casually.

Jiang Zi looked up at the hedge with a triumphant smile on her face, and she knew that she had been fooled.

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, Qing Fence held Jiang Zi's face with both hands, and all his breath sprayed on her face, Jiang Zi's face burned hotly, she was shy, her hands and feet were no longer obedient, and she couldn't move, only staring at the handsome young man in front of her stupidly with a pair of eyes.

In a trance, her lips were sealed by cold lip flaps, and Jiang Zi wanted to take a breath, when a flexible tongue slipped in.

Jiang Zi only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and her hands weakly grabbed Qing Li's shoulders, taking advantage of the situation to hook his neck, her body was paralyzed into mud, and she pressed her whole body into Qing Li's arms.

Qinghedge waved her army straight down, and she couldn't form an army.

The gorgeous clothes faded, and the brocade tent closed.

One room spring. Light, infinitely beautiful.

A light rain was falling outside the window, and it was already dark.

With Qinglei's company, even if Jiang Zi was in pain, she felt that the fatal leg pain was just a small injury, and it didn't hurt at all.

Every afternoon, Qingli always carries the purple to the back garden to bask in the sun, listen to the birds, and smell the flowers.

Happy and simple days always fly by, and the year passes by in a hurry.

Recently, with the silence of Qingh, no matter how sluggish Jiang Zi was, she also noticed his weirdness.

One afternoon, Qing Li copied the horse picture in front of the table, Jiang Zi looked at it silently for a while, and said, "Qing Li, your heart is not in the painting." ā€

Qing Li was stunned when he heard this, smiled, approached Jiang Zi who was sitting on the circle chair, tapped Jiang Zi's chest with his fingers, and said, "My heart is here." ā€

What he said, Jiang Zi always believed.

"You have something to hide from me, is there something wrong at home? The people who have come to you these days are all your subordinates, and they all look like they are about to be in trouble. ā€

The family affairs she talked about had always been set off by his younger brother, who did everything in order to sit on the throne.

However, this is not the case with the hedge's concerns.

In his heart, the matter of Jiang Zi was much more important than that of his younger brother. (To be continued.) )