Northern Liyue ripped off the human skin mask on her face, and her eyes changed from amber to light blue.

He walked towards me, completely ignoring the wound on his back, and said, "Even if you recognize it, what can it be?

Northern Liyue ignited a dark green ghost fire in her hands, and her body was full of evil spirits.

"Northern Liyue, I will return all the one and one Soul Needles on my body. "Rong Ji descended from the sky and floated in front of me, and as he shielded me from the ghost fire, he pierced hundreds of Soul Chaos Needles into the acupoints around Beiliyue's body.

"You're not dead!" Bei Liyue's pupils contracted violently, and she pointed at the calm and relaxed Rong Ji in front of me, shocked.

Rong Ji scoffed at this, "How can I die before you?"

"Could it be that you have already entered the realm of Dacheng?" Bei Liyue's face was full of meridians, rolling up and down under the skin.

An imperceptible arc appeared at the corner of Rong Ji's mouth, and he snorted softly, "Return with the dragon!"

In an instant, the Sky Slashing Sword shone brightly, and a sword dispelled the blood-red glow on the canopy of the Ghost Fire Ancient Battlefield.

The sword swam like a snake, striking North Liyue's chest.

The sword qi mixed with the Shen Shen Dragon Groan, smashing into the dantian under the belly of Northern Liyue.

"You take advantage of the danger of others, and you will not be able to win!" Bei Liyue fell to her knees on one knee, black blood gushing from her mouth.

"So what?" Rong Ji's Divine Rank Flame in his hand shone with a strange brilliance, and in an instant, it turned into countless moths, carrying a body full of sparks, and burrowed into the placket of Northern Liyue's clothes.

"What is this!" Bei Liyue fell to the ground in pain, her hands scratching at her chest, her throat roaring like a trapped beast in a cage, full of depression and resentment.

"The Great Rank Moth Xuanhuo burns the sky and destroys the earth. Rong Ji said indifferently, and then hugged me and ran towards the exit of the Ghost Fire Ancient Battlefield.

I raised my head and looked up at the sparkling jealousy in the firelight, and was hit by his doting eyes.

"Look at what?" Rong Ji wiped the blood from my face and stared intently into my eyes.

Naturally, I didn't want to admit that I was confused by the male sex, so I quietly changed the subject, "Does Northern Liyue still have the vitality to turn around?"

"Nope. ”

Rong Ji was conclusive, and replied very firmly.

However, before he could speak, a continuous rain of blood fell behind him. The rain of blood touched Bei Liyue's body, and melted him into blood without a trace.

"What's going on?" I exclaimed, staring at the pool of blood on the ground.

On the flickering canopy, there was a mysterious and strange sound, I couldn't hear its voice, I only felt that its internal force was strong, "The ghost fire messenger under the deity seat, how can you easily slander it?"

"Let's go!'re the Holy Monarch!" Bei Xianyue stood at the exit and shouted at Rong Ji and me, "The Holy Monarch gathers all the grievances of the Void Realm Continent, you are not an opponent!"

Seeing that the blood cloud was about to move above us, Tolerance grabbed me by the waist and threw me towards the exit.

By this time, the blood cloud had moved above his head.

"Ten thousand swords fly!"

I mobilized the power of the water god in my body, and blocked Rong Ji with ten thousand ice swords, isolating him from the rain of blood.

Rong Ji stood under the blood cloud, and the pear vortex on his lips was slightly rippling.

"Ge'er, if we can get out alive, I want to be the queen of Beili. ”

The blood cloud was extremely corrosive, and it melted away a large area of ice sword in a matter of moments.

I looked anxiously at Rong Ji, who was calm and relaxed, and even though I knew that he was setting up a trap again, I still got into it, "Okay." ”

He smiled knowingly, tore off half of his sleeve, and threw it over his head to cover the blood cloud tightly.

I'm so angry that it's too much to tolerate him!

He even joked with me about his own safety, and made me fear for him!

I withdrew my hand, took the lead in the exit of the Ghost Fire Ancient Battlefield, and walked away.

"Ge'er, angry?"

Rong Ji chased after me, following me through the bustling streets of the Northern Glass Capital.

"You've always tricked me!" I was so depressed that I thought he must have taken me for a fool and coaxed me at will.

Rong Ji hugged me from behind, "If I don't fool you, I won't be your queen in this life, right?"

The people stopped to watch, and some even brought benches and sat in front of Rong Ji and me, looking at us with relish, and the discussion was very loud.

"I can't imagine that our Beili King is so mighty that he tortures the Donglin King to the point of being covered in blood!"

"It's not necessarily the blood of the king of Donglin, right? You look at the people, they are tall, and our Beili King is as petite as a girl in front of him!"

"Shouldn't they be embarrassed and released on the street?"

......

I listened to the noise around me, and my brain ached.

"If you don't give me an answer, how about rectifying the Fa on the spot?" Rong Ji said in his ear, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a vicious arc.

Hearing him say this, my fear hit my heart, this is on the street, he doesn't want face, but I still want face!

In desperation, I could only soften my tone, "The king of the east, in broad daylight, you hold this king like this, isn't it okay?"

Rong Ji rested his chin on my shoulder, and said unreasonably, "This king only wants to marry you." ”

"Good!" the people around me clapped their hands and applauded, as if I had married Rong Ji, which was a great honor.

"Don't marry. I coldly left a sentence, forcibly broke free from the confinement of the taboo, and rushed into the crowd as quickly as possible, hiding myself in the crowd as much as possible.

Rong Ji followed me relentlessly, tugging at my sleeve and saying to himself, "The ceremony after the closure is set for tomorrow." You must prepare a phoenix crown and a silk veil, a wedding dress and phoenix shoes, and this king must marry in style. ”

"No way. I responded like this, and wondered in my heart, why did Rong Ji's face change from the original thin as a cicada's wings to the thick as a city wall now?

"The east is strong, and the north is difficult to match. If you don't comply, the lives of 300,000 soldiers in Beili ......" was reluctant to speak, and his attitude was extremely resolute.

He actually threatened me with Beili soldiers! Didn't he know that I hated being threatened the most?

Seeing that I was so angry that I didn't say anything, Rong Ji said, "I know you don't like to be coerced, but I have nothing else to do. I lost you once on Zhuxiantai, and I have lived in regret every moment in the past hundred years. I hate myself for not being able to break through the heliocentric quickly, for not being by your side when you need me the most, for not being able to block the eighty-one heavenly thunders for you like ink dust, and to die for you. ”

His tone was very light, but it seemed very heavy in my heart.

"Ge'er, I know that you are haunted by the death of ink-stained dust, and I also know that he has a place in your heart. But I still want to ask you, do you have a place for me in your heart?" Rong Ji walked around to me, holding my face, his glass-bright eyes showing a hint of panic, eagerly searching for answers on my face.