Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"Kill him, kill him..." The bloodthirsty cells in his body kept shouting.

He rarely kills, not because he is afraid of killing, but because he hates trouble.

He was never afraid of killing, nor was he afraid of being killed.

As long as he kills the man in front of him, Qingfeng will forget him one day.

And he will have one more chance.

So killing him is the best way.

Nalan Qingyun gritted his teeth and looked at Nangong Aotian in front of him, the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

It is a ferocious and chilling kind that is on the verge of madness.

kill him, kill him...

All consciousness, at this time, has been reduced to three words - kill him.

And Nangong Aotian still looked at him expressionlessly.

As for Nalan Qingyun, he didn't want to speak anymore, he had already said what should be said.

Going on, it doesn't make any sense anymore.

He also disdained to beg and compromise, a mortal enemy is a mortal enemy, and it is never possible to turn an enemy into a friend.

So, why should he humiliate himself.

What's more, he, Nangong Aotian, would rather die standing up than live in humiliation.

It's just that I can't bear to part with the woman in my heart, the woman who wants to follow even from heaven to earth.

Phoenix, my Phoenix...

Nalan Qingyun stared at Nangong Aotian's eyes firmly, and the dagger in his hand became more and more forceful.

The sharp edge deepened bit by bit.

Blood flowed out drop by drop.

And Nangong Aotian's complexion also turned pale.

His eyes were red, and as long as he wiped it off with a little more force, the source of his pain and hatred would disappear.

Everything will end.

No more torment.

But, but...

"Live in the same bed, die in the same acupuncture point, live and die together, never leave."

In my ears, I thought of Qingfeng's indifferent but firm words.

If Nangong Aotian really died, with her temperament, she would definitely go to accompany him.

As long as I think of the living Qingfeng, it will turn into a pile of dust.

Do not……

He couldn't accept it.

He was not afraid to kill Nangong Aotian, Qingfeng hated him.

Hatred is also a strong emotion. He even felt that if she couldn't be loved, then it would be fine to hate.

He was not even afraid that Qingfeng would destroy his Yue Kingdom, and he would lose his noble position. He was weak-hearted, and he didn't like any throne in the first place.

But, but...

He couldn't bear Qingfeng to be sad, he couldn't bear Qingfeng to be sad.

He was even more reluctant to see Qingfeng no longer in the world.

She couldn't bear the lack of agility in her eyes, leaving only ashes-like bleakness.

But he couldn't let go, he could no longer see her figure in his eyes.

He is reluctant.

He couldn't bear to cut Qingfeng's life just because of killing the bastard man in front of him.

He couldn't bear it, he couldn't do it.

It's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he can't.

He really wasn't cruel enough.

The hand holding the dagger trembled faintly, and in the end his body also trembled.

He wanted to kill the man in front of him so much that his heart ached.

I really want, I really want, I really want to...

But...but...

As long as he thinks that Qingfeng will disappear from his sight because of this man, he can't do anything...

He raised the corners of his lips mockingly.

He is a coward!

Poor, pathetic coward.

Nalan Qingyun couldn't control the sadness and pain that swarmed up in his heart, as well as the hatred that overflowed from the sky.

He can't bear it...

Damn, damn...

Why do you fall in love?

Damn, damn...

Why even at this moment, he is reluctant.

Why, love so desperately, but still don't regret...

Seeing Nalan Qingyun's struggle at the moment, Nangong Aotian's heart twitched slightly, he kept staring into his eyes, and retracted slightly.

Crazy!

The man in front of me loves madly, absolutely, without regrets, and earth-shattering.

Although he is an enemy, but he...

Can't help being moved!

Yes, moved!

Such deep love, such pure love.

However, he will not back down half a step.

Because, his love will definitely not be less than that of the man in front of him.

"Pfft..." Nangong Aotian just turned his eyes away when he heard Nalan Qingyun spurt a mouthful of hot blood.

Heartbroken and bloody.

"Damn bastard!"

In the desperate roar, there is endless pain and astringency.

With a sound of "whoosh", Nalan Qingyun's body flew down suddenly, and before Nangong Aotian could react, Nalan Qingyun's figure disappeared in front of his eyes.

Only an extremely sad and desperate figure was left behind.

It was like a brand of fire, scorching the air, as if it was an eternity, it actually brought out pain.

Obviously wishing to smash the bastard in front of him into ten thousand pieces, but he still couldn't bear to actually kill him.

It's just for Qingfeng's life-and-death dependence.

In a word, it trapped him like a curse, and he couldn't find a way out.

The wind whizzed past, like his heart riddled with holes, accompanied by the slightest shudder, blowing his black hair fluttering,

It's not cruel, it's not chilling, it's not ferocious, it's not desperate.

But endless pain and sorrow.

People are lonely in the depths of love.

In the end, he couldn't kill her beloved, just because he was afraid that she would be sad.

I would rather die in despair, with a broken heart, than she shed a single tear.

And the master of the Moon Kingdom, who had been hiding in the dark, looked at Nalan Qingyun's dispirited figure, and couldn't help cursing.

"damn it."

Their prince unexpectedly let Nangong Aotian go in the end.

Thinking of the queen's explanation, he gritted his teeth and released a signal to the sky, but the person flew away like a ghost with lightning, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Since their prince can't do anything, they can only carry out their queen's plan.

The wind is rustling, ferocious and chilling.

In the midst of this massacre, a terrifying conspiracy emerged.

The besieged Queen of the Moon Kingdom looked at the bright color in the sky, and her face became extremely ugly.

It was even uglier than when the four gates of the Yue Kingdom Imperial Palace were breached.

How deeply does she love her silly son?

She originally thought that Nangong Aotian was a cancer growing in Qingyun's heart, and it could only be healed if it was removed with force, but she never thought that her son's affection was so deep that she would rather hurt herself than hurt the one who made him... He is jealous of the crazy Nangong Aotian.

Qingfeng took a look at Empress Yue's ugly face, and then looked up at the sky indifferently.

But it was just a glance, and then he lowered his head coldly, the corners of his mouth were always pursed expressionlessly.

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Today is an update, I am thinking about the ending, hehe...