Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nalan Qingyun was a little excited and could hardly control it.

Qingfeng finally knew to worry about him.

She will finally worry about him.

Qingfeng was the first one to ask, not Nangong Aotian, but him.

It was him, the first person Qingfeng asked was him...

He did not love the wrong person, did not love the wrong person.

She misses him from the bottom of her heart.

She misses him!

Nalan Qingyun, at this moment, the flowers in her heart are blooming, as if drinking ten jars of honey, her heart is sweet.

Also ignore that Qingfeng misses him because he is so exhausted to save Aotian.

"I'm fine!" He shook his head and paused slightly, frowning happily.

After a while, he said reluctantly, "He's fine too."

Qingfeng was excited for a while, and her face was filled with unstoppable joy: "I'll send him to rest for a while, and then I'll look back at him."

Originally, I didn't ask because I was cowardly and didn't dare to listen to the result.

Anyway, it has been decided that life and death depend on each other.

He gave birth, she gave birth.

He dies, she dies.

"No need." He shook his head, unwilling to look into her eyes: "Go and see him!"

Her eyes talked, fluttered, and screamed to see the bastard.

How could he be willing to let her down?

"Then I'm going!"

Since he is fine, why is she reluctant to see him?

However, Nalan Qingyun's heart was made cold by fear.

She jumped with joy, not noticing that Nalan Qingyun staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Exhausting all her strength, she let out a cry of worry.

Worth it.

The corner of his mouth was raised, but there was a bitter and sad smile on his face.

He retired, he should leave.

And he didn't have much time to kill.

His internal energy was exhausted, and he was about to enter a deep sleep state. This time, he didn't know how long he would sleep again.

No one knows that it's not that the Holy King doesn't like to go out, but that every time he uses his magic power, he will fall into a coma and deep sleep.

But this time, in order to save the bastard Nangong Aotian, he exhausted his internal energy, and it might be the longest time of sleeping.

"Qingfeng, you will think of me occasionally." He murmured silently, but he didn't dare to look back, for fear that jealousy would blind all his will.

His eyes couldn't bear it, their love for each other.

Leaving quickly, everyone in the Phoenix Valley was very familiar with Nalan Qingyun, but they didn't stop him.

A white shadow, as anxious as a frightened bird, quickly disappeared into the boundless sky.

In the pharmacy, the lights were dim, and on the huge wooden couch, a black figure was not particularly conspicuous.

However, from the moment Qingfeng entered the door, all her eyes were attracted, and all the objects became his back view. Apart from him, she couldn't tolerate anything else in her eyes.

His body trembled, and he flew to the ground, as fast as a frightened bird, and arrived in an instant.

Pausing in front of his bed, Qingfeng bit her lips subconsciously, her eyes were red.

His expression remained the same, his face as cold as ever.

It's just that the pale face couldn't hide his weakness, and the icy aura couldn't hide the bloody aura all over his body.

On the red wedding gown, there were spots of blood, brewing bitter flowers.

All of this made her suffocate and her heart ached.

He suffered.

Tears fell from his eyes uncontrollably, one drop after another.

She is not a person who can't cry, but her tears can only fall in front of Aotian.

His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tears on his face seemed to burn his soul, and he opened his eyes violently, revealing a deep and clear vision.

"phoenix……"

He opened his lips and cried out, stretched out his hand, and raised it with difficulty, trying to wipe away the tears on her cheeks for her.

"Don't cry..."

His woman can only laugh every day, how can she wash her face with tears?

He was reluctant.

"God..." But she simply buried her head on his neck, weeping silently, thousands of words were on the tip of her tongue, but at this moment she couldn't say anything, she could only turn it into a word of heaven.

God, do you know that you scared me to death?

God, do you know that I have made up my mind to leave with you?

God, do you know that I didn't cry, I haven't cried all this time, but all the tears have been shed in my heart?

God, do you know that it hurts to wait for you?

"I am sad!"

Aotian looked at the head buried in his neck, the scorching tears kept burning his skin, slowly stretched out his hand, and brushed the hair that fell on his face.

The hoarse voice is like dry land, but the deep feeling is like the sea, trying to drown Qingfeng.

She raised her head slowly, and grabbed Aotian's hand holding her hair with her backhand, trembling her lips, and asked: "God, you...you...are you blaming me?"

How could such a proud man allow his opponent to come to rescue him?

He would rather die than accept the rescue of his opponent.

It's her, it's her greed.

She wanted to hold his hand for the rest of her life and force him to accept this gift from her opponent.

Will he blame her?

Hearing this, he smiled slightly, his voice slowly flowing: "Feng, I don't want you to die!"

A soft word, plain and light.

There is no towering mountain, no surging sea, no gorgeous clouds, no bright lightning.

But it made Qingfeng's eyes widen suddenly, and the light in those eyes started a prairie fire in such an instant.

It's not that I don't mind.

It's not about greed for life and fear of death.

It was not her who was reluctant to part with it from beginning to end, but her.

She was reluctant to die with him at her flowery age.

I can't bear her heartbreak, she can't bear to cry, I can't bear her to be crazy.

Even more reluctant to be strangers to him from now on.

What the love is, what the heart thinks.

She is his weakness, his fate.

Seeing the sparks in her eyes, he smiled and stroked her jade-like face: "He saved me this time, and when we meet again in the future, I will let him go three times."

A man can do something and not do something.

He and Nalan Qingyun are natural enemies, not only because they love the same woman, they also cannot let go in this life.

It is also because the Yue Kingdom provoked civil strife in the Ming Dynasty, so that the father and son became strangers, and the love was separated.

They are not only rivals in love, but also national enemies.

Qingfeng is his, and in this life, it can only be his, and no one is allowed to peep.

He is a man, and if he is a man, his grievances and grievances must be clearly distinguished.

Nalan Qingyun rescued him once, and he let him go three times.

He will never take advantage of him in the slightest.

"it is good."

Her Aotian really understands her.

Nalan Qingyun only rescued Aotian once, but he had to pay him back three times.

He is paying it back for her.

They are husband and wife, one body, and he will pay the debt she owes.

Her Aotian, who knows her so well, why can't she let her fall in love with each other with all his heart?

Her Aotian, hers, just hers...