Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nangong Aotian believes that as long as he is given time, he will definitely find out where the monster's weakness is, and when the time comes, he will definitely destroy the monster.

Don't let this monster hurt anyone.

However, Nangong Aotian knew that he might not have such a chance. He heard the deep and slow breathing sound from behind, and he also smelled the disgusting smell on the opponent's body——the monster caught up and almost stuck to him. his back.

He heard a sharp wind above his head, and he knew it was the sound of a sword being raised.

"Could it be that today is really going to fall into the hands of this unknown monster?" Nangong Aotian was extremely unwilling.

He suddenly stopped running, turned around, and went up to the monster!

Since it is really impossible to evade, it is better to meet the enemy. If Nangong Aotian is going to fall, he will also fall on the way of charging.

Although at this moment, he has no chance to resist, but he has to fight, at least when his Qingfeng sees him, he may be able to find the monster's weakness from the offensive.

The sharp sword in his hand went up to block the other party's gleaming broadsword, but even so, he was blown away by the force of the broadsword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

There was no wave in the other party's calm eyes, and the big knife in his hand attacked his head again, obviously intending to chop his head in half.

But this time, even though Nangong Aotian wanted to resist, he still felt powerless, but he still opened his eyes and stared coldly at the oncoming cold blade.

Seeing that his beautiful little head was about to be split in half, a black shadow flashed, and the monster's arm fell to the ground, together with the gleaming sword, Nangong Aotian narrowly avoided the sword.

"Aotian, how is it?" Qingfeng turned to look at Nangong Aotian, feeling rejoiced in her heart: It's okay, it's okay, she caught up.

Nangong Aotian's face changed drastically: "Leave me alone, run quickly, this is an undead!"

Qingfeng's expression changed, and his eyes turned to the monster, and he found that the arm that had been cut off by her had returned to the monster's body again. He twisted a few times, and the arm began to be raised again, ready to attack.

Evil door!

The severed arm can be glued together again, it's too evil!

However, the body consciously led Nangong Aotian to dodge to avoid the monster's attack.

"Are you okay?" Qingfeng asked uneasy.

"It's okay, this monster is too evil. I can cut off his head and connect it!" Nangong Aotian wiped a handful of blood with his hand: "I don't know what kind of monster it is? You go away!"

Cut off the head can be glued together again?Could it be that he is Monkey King with 72 transformations?

In amazement, Qingfeng turned her eyes to the monster in front of her. Her eyes were as calm as the water of a dead pool, and the waves were calm. She just mechanically raised the big knife in her hand, and the expression on that face was also like stagnant water. There are no waves, lips are purple, teeth are black.

Qingfeng was a human being in two lifetimes, but he had never seen such a ferocious and terrifying face. Such a face did not look like a living person at all, but a dead person's face, without any anger.

What the hell is it?

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts!

Qingfeng's head also became confused, and she had never seen such a thing before.

"Qingfeng, go!" Nangong Aotian has said many times that he wants to be with Qingfeng forever, but when the critical moment comes, he only wants to keep Qingfeng away from danger, as long as she is well, that is the most important thing.

Since Qingfeng found it, she naturally didn't plan to leave Nangong Aotian alone, and gave him a blank look: "Don't even think about pushing me away again!"

Asshole, asshole, deceitful asshole.

Every time he lied to her, every time he said that life and death are shared, never leave her, but when the critical moment comes, he pushes her on the way to death, regardless of what happens to him.

This bastard, why doesn't he cherish his life at all, and doesn't understand her thoughts?As I said earlier, she is afraid of being lonely, the world without him is too lonely, she is not used to it!

This time, she will leave, no wonder!

"Nonsense, he can't be killed at all, if you don't leave, you will only be killed!" Nangong Aotian yelled when he thought of Qingfeng's beautiful little head being chopped off.

Qingfeng stubbornly ignored it. She didn't believe how powerful this monster could be. There is no flaw in this world. Even if this monster can regenerate, it must have its weakness. As long as you observe carefully, you won't be afraid to find it.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Aotian, don't be afraid, I will accompany you!" While speaking, he helped Nangong Aotian up and protected him behind him.

Because of her words and her actions, Nangong Aotian was suddenly stunned. He was as strong as him. When had he ever heard someone say this to him, he was not afraid.

Iron blood is as cold as him, who would smile and say to him, I will accompany you when life and death are at stake.

She said: Aotian, don't be afraid, I will accompany you!

Facing his roar, there was no anger, no grievance, only a gentle and gentle voice, only affectionate, and some sensibility that he had never heard before: Don't be afraid, I will accompany you!

His eyes were fixed on her blood-stained pretty face, which was in a state of embarrassment and filth, but it was so beautiful that he couldn't move his eyes away.

The sword in his hand clenched a little more, and the soft place in his heart sank deeply. The emotion that had been silent in his body and could not be expressed in words instantly filled his heart again, filling his emptiness for 18 years. Chest, at this moment, Nangong Aotian felt that his whole body was complete.

Nangong Aotian, who had always been deserted, had reddened eyes, looking at the embarrassed but beautiful little woman in front of him, this is his woman, someone he will hold in the palm of his hand and put in his heart for the rest of his life.

How lucky it is to have her by my side in this life!

How lucky to be able to know her in this life!

Even if Nangong Aotian was really going to die in the hands of this monster today, he didn't have the slightest regret.

"You say you're stupid, but you still don't admit it. What is it if you're not stupid?" The two of them dodged the monster's attack with a flash, stopped chatting, and faced the fight wholeheartedly: They didn't want the other party to have something to do, so those who had something to do could only It's this monster.

Qingfeng glared at him: "You are stupid!" Then she devoted herself to avoiding and observing: she must find out the weakness of this monster.

Qingfeng found that although the monster was very skilled, its movements were somewhat slow.

Slow?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind: "Witchcraft, this is witchcraft!"

She and Nangong Aotian avoided the monster's attack, and explained to Nangong Aotian: "These dead bodies that should have been subjected to witchcraft are originally dead people, so they are not afraid of death, and they can regenerate their limbs, which is naturally the effect of witchcraft. .”