Before he finished speaking, Ling Tiansu happened to raise his eyes and touched her gaze, and he subconsciously stopped speaking.

Because those eyes, whether purple or black, have no sorrow or joy, only a ball of blood is left tumbling.

This gave Ling Tiansu the illusion of being in a desolate and desperate domain.

Forgetting to look away for a moment, he saw the woman on the throne slowly get up.

Removing the crown on her head with her bare hands, the beaded curtain of white jade was crisp, and she loosened her wrist and left the crown symbolizing the supreme godless position on the ground very casually.

She walked towards Ling Tiansu, who looked up at him.

A pair of hands that were blown cold by the wind and rain touched his neck, and the noble and holy jade face was a rare sad color.

Hands suddenly tightened.

The slender palm tightened his neck with a death-like force, there were no tears or light in the black pupils, but the purple left pupils were trembling madly: "Let me ask you, what you just said, are you sincere?"

The jade teeth collided gently, making a heart-palpitating trembling sound: "You say...... You will not die a good death after you die, and you will die without a whole body, it is right, and it should be so, and you should be so......"

Her voice was as light as mist, but there was an indelible hatred imprinted in her soul: "Do you really want to do this? Do you really want to die than betray me?"

The resentment in the palms of those hands was so deep that it was attached to an extremely terrifying power, and for a while, Ling Tiansu couldn't struggle, and he was shocked.

This is absolutely impossible, even if Qishan Jun's strength recovers to its peak, it should be the same as his cultivation, how can it be so easy to take away his control of his body?

He could only roll his eyes stiffly, and his eyes suddenly saw the carriage flying in the air, which was unexpectedly pulling out a long tail flame, and the nine horses actually returned to the sky above Nanchi Town after flying for a day, crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, hovering continuously.

The gray tail flame disappeared, and the power in Ling Tiansu's body seemed to be drained, stiff and difficult to move, but in the inner box of the carriage, countless ancient rune imprints appeared.

He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Mountain...... Array, you calculate my ......"

The mountain formation diagram outlines the general trend of the mountains with the power of the rune, and takes advantage of the situation in the rune array, and can directly destroy a country by pouring the power of the borrowed mountain potential.

This is one of the peak spells of Qishan Jun when he was famous.

Today, it is used on him.

His neck was choked, and the cold feeling of suffocation filled every corner of his body, and he struggled to resist.

I could only watch as Qi Shanjun poured him to the ground little by little, the two robes were stacked on top of each other, and Ling Tiansu's hanging right palm palm had thunder patterns flickering, as if something was brewing.

It's just that when he saw Qishanjun's trembling purple eyes, he seemed to see a desperate history full of bloody life, as if he saw a ragged emperor holding it from the lake

A palm of water was brought and sacrificed beside the dirt slope.

The thunderbolt burst into his palm quietly disappeared, and he didn't make a move.

He once said that Qishanjun is an old man.

He will not kill the old man.

And Mr. Xiao Qin is a friend, and he will not hurt his friend.

As if falling into an extreme tacit understanding, while dispersing the thunder lines, the palm on the neck suddenly retracted.

Qishan's giant purple pupils were deep, and her sadness could no longer be hidden, her hands fell on his chest, with a slight force, she propped herself up, and knelt on both sides of his legs, her expression was still indifferent, but there seemed to be something else in the indifference.

She said: "Solve the confusion in my heart, I will disperse this breath, and from now on, disappear in this world, I will return Qin Ziwei to you." ”

Ling Tiansu suddenly gained breath, coughed violently twice, and said: "Solve your confusion, how do I remember, when you want to give me the answer? ”

Qi Shanjun, his long eyes narrowed, his palm against his chest through his clothes, rubbed his skin, his eyes trembled slightly, and his snow-white neck raised proudly: "I don't need you to talk too much, I will trace the results I want by myself." ”

Ling Tiansu is really more chilling than pinching his neck, his face is extremely strange and angry: "Qishanjun, are you sick, if you don't take that last breath for nine thousand years, you have been !! for nine thousand years for this, and you have died once, and your temperament has really not changed at all!!"

"I'm just doing what I didn't finish back then. Qishanjun snorted coldly, but his noble face suspiciously revealed a faint flush.

Her long eyebrows tightened, and she seemed to hear her whisper: "Damn, it seems to be much stronger than Qi Yu's body......"

Ling Tiansu is absolutely down, it's time like this, you still have time to compare!

What's wrong with Qi Yu? Qi Yu is also very powerful!

No, it's not a question of whether it's great or not.

Ling Tiansu's face turned red, and his fingers trembled with anger: "Get out of me!"

Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, it's him, he was soft-hearted for a while, he couldn't get the news he wanted, and now he is about to face the danger of putting himself in.

Hate!

Qi Shanjun gently stroked his hair with his right hand, pulled out a tie from his waist, and deftly tied a high ponytail for himself with one hand.

She lowered her body, the tip of her nose against the tip of his, and she said coldly: "It's very simple to make me stop, you tell me honestly, you have clearly left back then, and you are determined to go into hiding, why did you suddenly agree to sacrifice wine and go out of the mountain to help me secretly? But since you promised to help me, why did you betray me in the end?"

Rao is his physical body is so strong, but he can't resist being helpless, being attacked by the awakened power of Qishan Jun like this, his five fingers are like hooks, he is so painful that his brows are furrowed, and he can't move like fish on a sticky board.

He said angrily: "Qishanjun, as the king of a country, can you not use such despicable means, have the ability to let go of me, and compete with me openly, and don't use Qin Ziyu's face and body to do this kind of thing!"

Qi Shanjun sneered: "You betrayed me, I never hated you, I only thought you were there to take revenge on me, and I was even a little happy in my heart, at least I was very important in your heart, but ......"

The purple pupils were deeply painful, as if they had touched some untouchable wound, and their beautiful face was slightly hideous

"But why did you carry me and die alone in that kind of place! Why did you let me sacrifice a handful of clear water, and I couldn't recognize that the bloody corpse next to the Emperor's Slope was actually you! You left me alone! You froze my heart! You made me never recover!"

At this moment, she looks like a resentful ghost who refuses to be tempered with a breath of resentment.

I don't know if it was anger or something else, the jade hands on Ling Tiansu's chest were trembling slightly, and their nails were showing a poignant paleness.

The fingertips are embedded in the flesh of the clothes. Ling Tiansu was so painful that his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Through his clothes, he felt that jade hand was cold, cold, and ruthless.

His scalp was numb.

Although there were similar scenes in the past, Qishanjun at that time was far from being as angry as he is today.

Back then, in that majestic palace, although the monarch woman in the dragon robe was strong, when she pressed on him, her astringent feelings were more redundant and strong.

Today's red-eyed appearance really scared him a little.

Ling Tiansu's Adam's apple, which was covered with pain and sweat, rolled uneasily, looking at the pair of heterochromatic eyes that were close at hand, they were too bright, the brilliance was scorching, and the eyes were disgusted and decadent.

Although this body carries the soul of Qishan Jun, after years of baptism and years of tempering, these eyes have long lost the stunning look and brilliance of the past.

Now she is just holding an obsession with resentment, imprisoned and struggling painfully under the skin of this body.

The cold slender fingers were clearly doing extremely ambiguous things, but her face was indifferent, with a solemn and dignified beauty coldness.

The palm propped up on Ling Tiansu's chest slid along his sweat-soaked neck.

Cold fingers pinched his chin, forcing him to look up at himself.

Without the support of the palm, the delicate and boneless cold body pressed down, and the faint gardenia incense followed.

Ling Tiansu wanted to reach out and push, but his body was suppressed by the mountain formation diagram to gain strength, and he also missed the best opportunity to attack, his arms could only hang weakly at his sides, and his fingers twitched slightly.

(ps: Xiao Qin is offline, Da Qin is offline, you can still like it, you like to appreciate a few monthly passes in the north and north, although I am embarrassed to ask for a monthly pass, but this month's monthly pass is more than 900 chapters, I still want to have a little ambition, if I can have a thousand.) I've never had so many monthly passes, huh. ）