Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Qingfeng opened her eyes wide and looked, feeling a little flustered, but when she looked at it this way, her eyes were straightened—the one with the broken bone was a savage!

The savage's hand bones were actually shattered by Nangong Aotian, and he wailed endlessly.

Murong Fu and Situ looked at each other with shock in their eyes: Nangong Aotian's kung fu is actually so powerful.

They all know how hard the wild man's bones are, but... but... this... was actually crushed... What the hell...

The savage's hand bones were crushed, and his whole body became more and more frenzied. He raised his feet and attacked Nangong Aotian.

Nangong Aotian, whose face was covered by blood, had eyes as cold as iron, ferocious as Rakshasa, expression like a ghost, and breath like a killing god.

Seeing the thick leg stretched out in front of him, he let out a cold snort, not only did not avoid it, but raised his foot to meet it.

"Click" is the familiar cracking sound again.

The savage's leg was broken again, and Nangong Aotian stood there with a cold face.

A person, just an insignificant person, whose thighs are not as thick as their arms, actually caused their companions to die and be injured.

All the savages were angry. Nangong Aotian, who was surrounded by savages, seemed to be in the middle of the overgrown miscanthus. A sharp sword was like a sickle. With a wave of his hand, the miscanthus would drop something. Where, where there will be a layer of blood.

Broken arms, broken legs, severed heads, fell bloody on the ground, he was just killing, and the few remaining savages were also red-eyed, watching their companions fall one by one, they didn't think about how to escape , just thinking about killing the opponent.

They are the masters of this dense forest, and nothing can knock them down.

A silver ray of light flashed across the air, and another savage was hacked alive.

Seeing this scene, Murong Fu and Situ Liang couldn't help but widen their eyes, and looked at each other, each found that the other's face was turning green, from light green to green, then from green to dark green, and gradually turning dark green develop.

This man is crazy!

And the savages also went berserk, with a ferocious murderous look, equally disregarding life and death.

Not giving the rest of the savages any chance, Nangong Aotian squinted his eyes, his long hair fluttered without wind, his sword eyebrows slanted, his eyes were cold, his expression was gloomy and cold, and an invisible evil spirit surrounded him, which was cold and ruthless. People shudder, creepy.

The sharp sword in his hand attacked the savage.

The silver sword is extremely sharp, with a cold light shining.

In an instant, silver light flickered, and the cold murderous aura wrapped the dense forest tightly, covering one area of ​​the land, which can be described as cold and cruel.

The savages finally realized that they wanted to retreat after offending someone who would not be offended, but the silver sword blocked their way of retreat, and there was no way to retreat.

They have already driven the weak human beings in front of them crazy.

Life and death struggle, either you die or I die.

Qingfeng, who was still a little worried at first, stared straight at her eyes. She never knew that Nangong Aotian could be so powerful.

Just now the four of them confronted the savage at the same time, and they couldn't get any benefit, but now Nangong Aotian confronted alone, and they killed the savage without leaving any.

A cold light flashed, a few strands of blood splattered, and the neck of the last savage was cut off by his sword, and his head rolled several times on the ground, spilling blood all over the ground.

"Women who dare to hurt me will be killed without mercy!"

Nangong Aotian's iron face, and his black clothes stained with countless bright reds, could not have interpreted the coldness of Hell Shura very clearly.

The cold murderous aura all over his body fluttered in the sky, extremely ruthless and cold.

Nangong Aotian, who was covered in blood, was like a killing god who stepped on blood, approaching Qingfeng step by step, completely ignoring the fragmented body on the ground.

"Is the injury serious?" He stretched out his hand to hold Qingfeng in his arms, and stretched out his hand to feel her veins, with an anxious expression on his face. After embracing that soft body, the murderous aura faded a lot, but it was still the same. cold sharp.

"It's not heavy! I can't die!" Qingfeng leaned her head against Nangong Aotian's chest, the smile on her face was like a spring: she finally understood the meaning of her immortal soul, God wanted her to come to him.

"God, did I say, you're amazing!" Her voice was rare and soft, she looked up at him with a smile on her face.

"No!" Nangong Aotian touched Qingfeng's veins and found that although Qingfeng vomited a mouthful of blood, it was not caused by internal injuries, and he finally let go of his heart.

This woman almost made his heart explode in fright. At that moment, he, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, found that his legs were weak, and he was afraid that he would be one step behind her.

Nangong Aotian hugged Qingfeng tightly, he almost lost her.

Therefore, those people must not be spared and killed without mercy!

Thinking of her almost being with the God of Death, his heartbeat quickened: "Promise me, don't scare me again!"

Qingfeng felt that the man who hugged him tightly, this man who was invincible and invincible just now, was trembling faintly at this moment.

She knew that this man was frightened by her, she gently reached out to hug Nangong Aotian, and patted his back: "Okay, I promise you, I'm not afraid, we are not afraid."

"Pay attention to me in the future. Don't mess around. I have my own measure. If you run around like this, let's see how I deal with you."

With a ferocious face of anger, he glared at Qingfeng viciously, with a ferocious look of wanting to swallow her, but the force in his hand was even stronger, and he hugged her tightly, and in the depths of his eyes, he couldn't hide it. worry.

Rarely nodded obediently, let go of the hands around his waist, and gently and gently wiped away the eye-catching blood on his face.

Looking coldly at Murong Fu and Situ Liang who had been standing aside, watching her interact with Nangong Aotian, she said flatly: "There will be no future!"

They just stood by and watched, she could see clearly, she thought they could understand her, but they overestimated themselves.

That's fine, she doesn't have to force people who are destined not to be friends.

In the previous life, I had never tasted love and hatred, nor love and hatred.

In this life, I am fortunate to have him treat each other wholeheartedly, and I should cherish it.

It was Nangong Aotian who gave her the ability to love. She wanted to cherish this sincerity. He gave her a wholehearted heart, a love that will never regret until death.

She will never let her down.

Since the two had just stood by and watched, they were no longer her friends.

She hugged Nangong Aotian, smiled softly and said: "God, let's go!"

To the ends of the earth, it is enough to be accompanied by him!