Qin Hao was clearly tall, but he suddenly felt a hand pulling towards him.

A thin layer of sweat rose on his back, and he said angrily: "Do you really want to die?!"

The woman covered her cheeks and smiled, her face was pale with pain, and her neck was covered with sweat, but the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, as if a flame was burning again: "Your Royal Highness, don't be so anxious to hurt others, listen to people talk about the embarrassing words in your heart." ”

She stumbled in pain, her lips were trembling, but looking at the corpses on the official road on the long street, the corpses stacked in front and back, and the soft back, in her hard heart, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

The voice of pain trembled in the wind, she was stepping into death, but she was still laughing, the smile that was exchanged for the benefactor's man to be ruthlessly abandoned again, the smile that was exchanged for the benefactor's wife's disdain and hatred, under the mottled bloodstains, as if there was something that had been lost and abandoned, and it was being picked up little by little.

She was very happy: "The flowers in the south of the city are blooming, we want to enjoy the flowers with His Highness, His Highness appreciates the flowers, we appreciate His Highness, and then find a way to steal a pleasure from His Highness, and sleep with a big quilt, just thinking about it is very happy." ”

clearly said unsightly and amorous words, but there was a faint sadness in her eyes, she covered her cheeks and lowered her head, like a little girl who had been wronged, sad and sad: "However, in the eyes of everyone in the world, the drama is ruthless and despicable, and it is not worthy of the green plum boiled wine pen and ink Danqing of the literati and ink writers of the white family, I don't know if His Royal Highness we admire also holds such thoughts." ”

She smiled sadly: "But we are also self-aware, we are also human beings, human beings are dignified, and naturally we also know that a good man like His Royal Highness will not be willing to sleep on the couch of the play." So I thought, after such a journey today, maybe one day, he will change his mind. ”

Qin Hao suppressed the uneasiness in his eyes with a mocking gaze, smiled coldly, and said: "The ancients are cloudy, the drama misleads the country, and it is really true! Obsessed with demons, it is incorrigible!"

The woman shook her head and smiled, and said seriously: "The son of the world is not a demon, a demon, he lives in your heart." ”

She stopped, and slowly turned to look at the group of people who were on their knees under the black pressure: "The drama misleads the country? I am just playing the piano and singing songs in the building, how did I become this demon girl who misunderstands the country? ”

She let go of the wound on her face, laughed maniacally, and pointed at the corpses on the road with bloody fingers: "You must have secretly laughed at them in your hearts for being stupid, stupid, and killing themselves, right?"

With a soft cutting sound, the woman's slender arm was cut out horizontally.

This time, it was not Qin Hao who shot, but a young man in brocade clothes in the crowd, the sword at his waist was already unsheathed in his hand, a pair of eyes as sharp as eagle eyes fell on the woman, the sword blade in his hand was still dripping with blood, he looked at the woman crying and screaming, and said coldly: "Sluts dare to be arrogant."

On state affairs!"

The woman recognized the young man, a son of the famous Qingliushi clan, who studied in the academy, and became famous as a young man, with the name of a gentleman of Lan Pei, and even more ridiculously, he was one of her benefactors.

In the past, all kinds of love words on the couch were sultry.

Tonight, he slashed off her arm with a sword.

He once said that he would redeem her and take her away, and the gentleman was not afraid of rumors and was willing to marry a woman like her.

But she knew that no matter how much sincere tenderness she had, and what extravagant hopes she had, in exchange for it was the never-ending abuse and ruthlessness of men.

He wields the sword for 'loyalty'.

She broke her arm and was a 'traitor'.

It's so clear and clear.

The woman gritted her teeth, the intense pain of the broken arm was not something that a mortal like her could endure, it was the dizziness of blood that eroded her brain, she bit her lip, and stubbornly said a sentence that her sister who had read told her:

"It's better to get wet than to walk around. ”

The young man sneered: "Your clothes are as dirty as your people, and if they are wet, they will be wet." ”

A smile finally appeared in Qin Hao's eyes, his scepter was born of divine intent, and the thought was born from his heart, and a golden light swept out and pierced into the sea of the young man's divine soul, so he sensed a star position that belonged to him.

That's the Uranus position.

The young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly threw himself to the ground, kissed the land in front of Qin Hao, and offered his faith and loyalty.

Seeing this scene, the compassion in everyone's hearts, as well as the sourness, were suddenly overthrown, and all that was left was greed and murder.

All of their eyes looked at the woman, as if they saw the staircase of glory, the bones under the road, the wooden bridge across the river.

They wanted to tear her to shreds to prove their determination and loyalty.

"Enough!" A white shadow swept out, Pan Bai stood with his sword, he rushed over from his mansion, and when he saw this scene, he trembled with anger.

He looked up at the direction where the family was kneeling, his eyes were angry, he was unwilling to surrender, and the family was afraid that he would make a mistake, so they drugged him in the meal and locked him up at home.

When he came out, it was already a corpse on the long street, the woman had a broken arm, and she was looking around, not the Yong'an City that she was familiar with, all of them were ugly, and their hideous faces were like evil beasts, wearing beautiful and gorgeous skins, and they were disgusting there.

He was the only one who stood up today and lifted the woman up.

He raised his eyebrows calmly and said coldly: "Gu Jinyan is my friend, Ye Ling is his friend, naturally he is my friend, you slander him, slander him, I Pan Bai wrote down this one!"

In the direction of the family, there is no one

Speak out, because the moment Pan Bai appeared with the sword, the entire family, including his parents, had already given him up.

Qin Hao was tired, he felt that this kind of people who jumped out one after another were too troublesome and too annoying, although they were very weak, they could affect a certain general trend.

It's extremely unsettling.

He raised his palm, about to give the order to kill.

At the same time, someone lowered his palm, reached into the furnace, and hugged the python robe into his arms.

She said, "That's enough." ”

The meaning of this sound is enough, which is completely different from Pan Bai's voice.

Qin Hao's raised arm froze suddenly, he turned his head suddenly, looking at the purple-clothed woman whose hair was about to wither in the firelight, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet as blood!

The fierce beast roared under the dawn sky, and its pitch-black body, which was like being born in the rock of the Demon Realm, frantically overflowed with scarlet liquid in its roaring and angry howl, and before the liquid could drip to the ground, it levitated, turning into endless blood-colored flames, and spitting out into the huge furnace on the stage.

It is an ancient beast.

And the dragon blood that was forcibly infused into the body was an ancient divine beast.

Between the two are natural enemies who are undying and protect each other.

The blood flowed in the body, like magma burning, like a blade splitting the body, and it was unspeakably miserable.

Only by desperately assimilating the demonic breath and the blood in its body into flames and spewing it out of its body can it relieve the temporary pain.

The dragon's blood that was assimilated into flames by gluttonous demon breath, if no one sacrificed it, then this prosperous demon flame would be enough to destroy the mountains and rivers of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Qin Hao's eyes were frightened and resentful as he watched as the purple-clothed woman arrived at some point, and took away the robe in the flames of the furnace.

The deeds of the nameless men who died on the roads were not meaningless.

In the eyes of others, the ridiculous and pathetic uselessness made them have to admit that in this short period of time, it attracted the attention of the whole city.

So much so, no one noticed, and someone walked to the fiery furnace.

The back of her white hand was burned with a red blood blister, and the flesh was faintly visible blooming and oozing blood.

The lilac sleeves and tongues of fire burned again, and she stood beside the stove, the orange light of the fire covering her beautiful face with a layer of smoke and warmth.

Her clothes were very plain, as before, just a head of green silk hair, a thin white hair rope, and a white silk tie on her right arm.

She came from the imperial mausoleum, and the veil that covered her face was swept into flames by the gale and burned silently into ashes, and the burned and torn palms gently scattered the fire on the clothes in her arms, and the movements were so gentle that they seemed to pat away the dust residue on the lover's body.