Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

The night wind was slightly cool, and blood was flying all over the place.

Qingfeng smiled, and felt that the arrogant Nangong Aotian was the most charming.

"The ghost king is really strong, and half of my 5000 troops can be killed by you!"

A cold voice sounded, and a man in black stood up slowly holding a bow. It was the one who broke the illusion of Qingfeng.

When Nangong Aotian saw the person, his eyebrows and eyes were full of murderous intent, his eyes were like arrows, and the silver sword in his hand pointed at the person: "Nangong Che, my good uncle, you are so naive, thinking that such a piece of rag is covering you, Can this king not recognize you?" The voice was as cold as ice, like a deadly enemy!

The man in black laughed loudly, and took a deep look at Nangong Aotian: "Sure enough, he is the world-renowned King of Slaughter, and he recognized this king at a glance, but you knew it too late, and I will send you to the palace today." Xitian, accompany your concubine who died young!"

After all, he tore off the black cloth on his face, revealing a middle-aged but handsome face, the eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Nangong Aotian, but the cold and arrogant air of Nangong Aotian is missing, and more A bit of cunning that can't get on the table.

Can ascend the hall of elegance!

It was Qingfeng's evaluation after a glance.

"Aotian, who is this bastard? I'm not afraid that Feng Da will flash his tongue. Who can send who to the west?" Qingfeng squinted at Nangong Che, with an extremely contemptuous attitude, looking at him as if looking at a piece of shit, Extremely disgusted!

She clearly heard Nangong Aotian call Nangong Che the emperor's uncle, so how could she not know his identity, but she just didn't like Nangong Che's behavior and deliberately humiliated him!

"Isn't this bastard just a piece of shit!" Nangong Aotian felt relieved, and said coldly: "You don't need to know that this bastard dirty your ears."

Nangong Che's complexion turned ashen for a moment because of the word miscellaneous, thinking of his majestic prince, the emperor's younger brother, who always wanted the wind to win the wind, and the rain to win the rain, but this Nangong Aotian never bought it, just like his dead ghost mother, very stubborn .

Nangong Che was furious, and sneered: "I am a bastard, what is your concubine? A bitch? A slut? Nangong Aotian, my uncle forgot to tell you that I, a bastard, slept with you back then." she."

He had a lewd look on his face: "To tell the truth, if she wasn't too determined, I might really have to play for a while! After all, there are really not many people with her beauty in Ming Dynasty!"

"Nangong Aotian, you are just a bitch born..."

"Shut up!" Qingfeng yelled violently all over her body, and plucked the third string of Fengyin Jiaowei in her hand, and a sharp wind blade shot towards Nangong Che.

She would never allow anyone to insult Nangong Che in front of her, not even his mother.

Nangong Che is not an incompetent person, so he dodged it naturally, and Nangong Aotian's eyebrows and eyes were even more blood-red when he heard the words, almost overflowing. With a roar, the sharp sword in his hand pointed at Nangong Che in an unstoppable manner. , as fast as lightning, as sharp as a gust of wind.

It was silent, with such majestic power, but there was no sound of wind, let alone the sound of breaking through the sky. It can be seen that the more furious Nangong Aotian is, the calmer he is.

This sword shot at Nangong Che with absolute speed and absolute shock. Nangong Che couldn't care less about laughing at Nangong Aotian at this moment. Before he had time to think, he turned sideways, raised his right foot, and kept moving Dodging to the right and rear, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and pointing at Nangong Aotian at the same time, barely avoiding Nangong Aotian's sharp sword, his figure immediately moved forward like lightning.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Aotian sneered, as cold as a god of death, swung his long sword horizontally, spun, constantly changing directions, and shot straight at Nangong Che's chest.

Nangong Che couldn't dodge in time, pierced his chest with a sword, blood shot out, and with a muffled sound, he couldn't get up again, his eyes were wide open when he was dying, and he never thought that he would be so easy to be as noble as him die.

Everything, but in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Aotian killed Nangong Che with just one move.

The Ghost King, the King of Slaughter, is by no means groundless!

It's not in vain!

And at the moment Nangong Aotian killed Nangong Che, those men in black who besieged Nangong Aotian also appeared, but this time, everyone had a curved bow, several sharp arrows, and countless flames gathered in their hands , and surrounded Nangong Aotian and Qingfeng.

Nangong Aotian glanced at Nangong Che who was on the ground, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: It seems that this self-righteous bastard is just a dog of the other party!

Still a dead dog!

"Nangong Aotian, just accept death obediently!" One of the men in black had eyes as cold as ice, without any emotion.

Nangong Aotian looked at the cold light that was facing him and Qingfeng all around him, the corners of his slightly raised lips were even more obvious, it looked like a mockery, mocking this person who loves daydreaming and misses him Nangong Aotian There are many people who die in this world, but unfortunately, he is still alive and well.

And Qingfeng was also laughing, laughing at the other party's overreaching, but there was no smile at all in those beautiful and bright eyes, only coldness, killing, and ruthlessness.

The two of them didn't say anything, just stood there, in the eyes of others, they looked like two sharp swords, as long as they moved, the killing would reappear, blood staining the ground.

The man in black slowly raised his hand, aiming more accurately at the bows and arrows of Nangong Aotian and Qingfeng, but Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian had no fear at all, just stood leisurely, as if At this moment, he is not in the encirclement, but in his own back garden.

That is the demeanor of the absolutely strong. Only the absolutely strong can be calm and leisurely in such a dangerous situation.

Even the man in black had to sigh in admiration: What a pity these two are such talents!

Although the man in black was overwhelmed by the aura of Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian, but each was his own master, he could only sigh secretly, move his hand slightly, and was about to fall down.

Seeing that thousands of sharp arrows are about to be shot at Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian, even if the two have three heads and six arms, they may not be able to protect themselves.

The situation is extremely critical, life and death are on the line.

At the moment when the arm of the man in black fell, there was a sudden sound of a horn not far away, chasing the moon and chasing the wind.

The consistent sound of horseshoes, that ferocious murderous aura, that vast aura, and that galloping power made the moonlight tremble and the earth tremble!

There is only one army in this world that can have such an aura, which makes people frightened and cold without fighting!

Nangong Aotian's armored army has arrived!

The man in black trembled, glanced at Nangong Aotian, bit his lip and shouted coldly: "Shoot!"

Such an opportunity is once in a thousand years, if you miss today, I am afraid that such a good opportunity will never come again, even if you are buried today, you will kill Nangong Aotian to get rid of your master's serious troubles.

Thousands of sharp arrows are enough to eliminate Nangong Aotian!