Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

The ground immediately returned to its original state, as if the earth-shattering trench just now was just everyone's fantasy.

"How could this be, how could..."

Empress Yue Guo seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of her, she just kept reading, her blood was rolling, she spit out a mouthful of hot blood, she fainted to death.

A white light flashed, Nangong Aotian roared, and the strength in his hands loosened a lot for some reason.

Listening to Nangong Aotian's dull roar, Qingfeng's heart was pierced. Just about to ask, she felt dizzy, her head sank, and she fainted to death.

The whole person fell like a butterfly with broken wings.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth, Qingfeng opened her eyes with difficulty, it was a vast expanse, the loud pain in her body made her open her eyes slowly, after a short period of dizziness, she felt the darkness all over her body.

"God, god..." She tried to call Nangong Aotian, but found that there was nothing but her voice in the dead silence on the other side of the dark place.

"Qingyun, Qingyun..." She tried to call Nalan Qingyun.

But there was still no response, it seemed that she was the only one left in the world at this moment.

Silence, the silence of death.

Are they all...

Thinking of this, she shook her head violently, wishing to throw her head out.

No, no, they are all so powerful, why are they gone like this.

She told herself repeatedly that Nangong Aotian and Nalan Qingyun would be fine, fine.

However, it seemed as if a thorn was stabbing fiercely into her brain, her complexion became paler, and the blood flowed away bit by bit.

She remembered that when she fell, Nangong Aotian was with her, and Nalan Qingyun followed her closely.

So now, where are they?

where!

Thinking of their possible end, she didn't know where the strength came from, so she suddenly jumped up from the ground, ignoring anything, and started groping in the dark.

She kept groping, groping, and as time went by, her heart became more and more cold and desolate.

She didn't know how long she had been groping, but she still found nothing.

It shouldn't be too far away from her.

She rubbed her temples, forcing herself to calm down.

Being flustered will only make your situation more difficult.

As the scope of groping became wider and wider, the temperature in the darkness also became lower and lower. At this moment, the gloomy, pitch-black cold wind kept blowing towards her body.

She knew that if she kept groping like this, she might freeze to death before finding them.

No, she can't die!

She hesitated for a moment, then took out the firefoil on her body, the faint light dispelled the darkness in front of her a little bit, she hugged her shoulders tremblingly, and slowly walked deeper.

No!

No!

still none!

Her face became paler and paler, and the cold wind in the deep gully froze her whole body, and she couldn't stop moving her hands and feet.

However, her firm will was supporting her hard, making her grit her teeth and move forward step by step.

She can't let the man she loves disappear without knowing why. They agreed that life and death will be the same bed, death will be the same bed, life and death will be together, she will find him no matter what.

She couldn't let the man she felt guilty about suddenly disappear in front of her eyes. She couldn't die with guilt towards him, even if it was a corpse, she had to find it.

This is the only thing she can do for him.

You can't give him the love of a lover, but you can give him the righteousness of a friend.

Qingfeng's face was tough and pale, she took a deep breath, put out the fire, and continued to grope in the dark.

Tired, but she will persevere, to see people in life, and to see corpses in death, she will not let these two people disappear in front of her eyes inexplicably.

The dark road became so long, so long, listening to the howling cold wind, she groped, and walked slowly towards the dark and lightless front.

No matter how long the road is, there will be an end.

It's just that there is no way ahead.

It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be!

Since there is wind, it should not be a dead end.

She fumbled for the fire pocket again, and when the faint light bloomed, she knew that there was a heavy stone gate blocking her way in front of her.

She waved her palm and tried it, but it didn't move.

She stretched out her hand and groped around the stone gate. When Qianqian's handprint came out, she was overjoyed and put her handprint on it without hesitation.

The heavy stone door opened slowly, and Qingfeng leaned against the stone door weakly.

hoo hoo...

The creepy voice suddenly resounded, and Qingfeng fixed her eyes, only to feel shocking—the green eyes of the book suddenly appeared in front of her.

Qingfeng reached out and took out the dagger at his waist, staring at those fierce eyes with all his attention.

It's a wolf, a ferocious wolf.

Her lair was rushed in, and before she could communicate with the wild wolves, those wild wolves rushed up collectively, howling.

"Stop." Qingfeng tried to communicate with the wild wolves while preparing for a counterattack.

Unexpectedly, these wild wolves attacked fiercely as if they didn't hear her words.

A sharp cry sounded in the darkness, and the sharp claws and teeth shone brightly, attacking Qingfeng like sharp knives.

For a moment, it was stiff, cold, and suddenly disappeared. Years of body acuity, sharp eyes, the whole body flew up, the dagger swept across, the feet became scissors, one foot clamped the neck of the beast, twisted hard, only heard With a clicking sound, a ferocious wolf breathed straight.

And the dagger that swept across in his hand also swept across the neck of another wild wolf with lightning speed, and a large stream of hot blood spattered out.

While the other ferocious wolves looked at Qingfeng with cold eyes, they kept backing away, as if they were wary of something.

At this moment, Qingfeng only wanted to find Nangong Aotian and Nalan Qingyun, and stepped forward slowly step by step, while the beasts tolerated her forcing her into their lair, staring at her fiercely, perhaps because of her strength just now. The wild wolves were shocked, so they didn't come forward to attack.

Since the pack of wild wolves refused to give way, don't blame her for being cruel, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, cold daggers, constantly waving, and sharp wailing sounds, constantly resounding.

A moment later, under her feet were the corpses of wild wolves, with blood everywhere.

With no obstacles, Qingfeng lit the fire folder again, and continued to walk forward. The deeper he went, the thicker the damp breath became.

In the faint firelight, she found some traces on the ground, like human footprints.

There was ecstasy in her heart, was it the sky, or... Qingyun?