Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

The strength and pride disappeared in an instant, and he had no time to think about the sand of grudges engraved in his heart. He just wanted to leave, and leave quickly.

Leaving this cave that made him suffocate, it was as if nothing had happened, and she was still the phoenix in his heart.

envy!

At this moment, he was overwhelmed with jealousy.

As long as he thought about her pity for another man, he wished to destroy that man and the world, including himself and her.

However, he was reluctant, reluctant to hurt her, even if it was just a hair, it would make his heart ache like numbness.

In this life, he was planted in the hands of this woman.

The body flew up like an arrow off the string, and the two figures were submerged in the darkness.

The night was deep and the wind was cold.

With a heart full of anger and deep apprehension, Qingfeng's feet were powerful and extremely fast, and he had chased him a long way in the blink of an eye.

However, at this moment Nangong Aotian was jealous and angry, so his feet were naturally unambiguous, his own lightness kung fu was superb, and under this rage, his feet were even more windy.

Qingfeng exerted all her strength, but how could she catch up with Nangong Aotian who was also exerting all her strength. In the blink of an eye, in the dark night, there was a bright moon with a faint light, and there was no breath of Nangong Aotian.

Fortunately, Qingfeng is not unfamiliar with the tracking technique, and with her sensitive nerves, she can still discern the route of Nangong Aotian's departure.

"This bastard is so cruel!"

He flew quickly, cursing and swearing, and the more he chased, the more frightened he was.

"You idiot, why are you walking around like this!"

There is no logic at all in the traced route, Nangong Aotian was furious, and he didn't ask whether it was dangerous or not.

Thinking of the reason for the quarrel between the two today, the more Qing Feng thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more angry she was, the more intense the raging anger in her heart became.

Qingfeng couldn't suppress the anger that filled her heart any longer, she turned her hands into palms, and without thinking about it, she went back to the side, her palms like blades of wind.

bang bang...

A series of palms, a series of loud bangs, and a huge backlash made her chest tumbling.

"Nangong Aotian, you bastard..."

Angry, roaring, hissing to the sky.

He kept waving his palms, with a murderous look, and a huge backlash.

"puff……"

A mouthful of hot blood spewed out, Qingfeng didn't seem to feel the pain, and kept waving, destroying everywhere during the attack.

Because destruction will always bring pleasure to people, and it can temporarily fill up the wounded and scarred heart.

You bastard, Nangong Aotian, you are a fucking bastard.

Actually, actually doubt me.

"Boom, boom..."

Under the wrath of Nangong Aotian, the thick green trees fell to the ground.

In an instant, the green trees that were still standing proudly, broke their waists and broken their heads like a gust of wind, leaving them in a mess.

And the creator of the mess, standing slumped, with a livid face, is not inferior to the black-faced Bao Gong.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale...

In the end, he still yelled: "This idiot, unexpectedly, can't bear him..."

Damn it, Qingfeng, you are an idiot.

To be reluctant to part with Nalan Qingyun, to take pity on Nalan Qingyun, even if you want to repay him for saving his life, you can't tell him = me so confidently, you can't bear him.

In this world, I can accept anyone you can't bear to part with, except him.

Because, during the three years you left, it was this man who guarded you wholeheartedly.

I'm scared, scared...

Afraid that when you turn around, you will see his goodness.

"Bang!" Another punch hit the bowl-thick tree in front of him, and the tree trunk fell in response, making a loud noise.

The remaining half, truncated, reveals a bleak beauty.

The wind is blowing, and the body is cold.

And the sharp wood fragments, accompanied by such a palm, pierced deeply into his flesh, the bright red blood splashed and fell, and the stinging pain meandered, but it could not reach his heart.

The pain has reached the point of numbness, and all senses have left the body following Qingfeng's reluctance.

When the surrounding woods were completely destroyed by him, and he could no longer find a place to attack, he stood in the mess, looked around, frowning tightly, looking for something to vent his anger.

Useless.

It's no use venting.

Qingfeng is his poison and also his antidote. In this life, after drinking this cup of poisoned wine, only she can cure it.

Without her, he is nothing.

A bitter smile crept to the corner of his mouth, and he looked down at his palm.

Bright red blood flowed out along the densely packed wounds and dripped on the ground without sound.

It's like, his broken heart hurts, the scars can't be seen, but it is bleeding and hurting silently.

Seeing the blood falling drop by drop, falling to the ground without leaving a trace, the fury in Nangong Aotian's eyes and the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

The night wind blew, and the clothes rustled, with a chilling coldness.

Silent, speechless, thinking, but in the end, it was a sneer expression.

He coldly pulled out a few stumps that were obviously caught in the palm of his hand, and his buttocks fell on the ground, and he just sat on the ground like that, without any mess on the ground.

Sanity gradually recovered.

Taking another look in private, he laughed a little self-deprecatingly, he didn't know where he was now, it seemed that he was really stunned.

Running wildly all the way, he just jumped in when he saw the road, and didn't notice how he got here at all.

He, the most cautious ghost king, actually made such a big mistake.

He collapsed on the ground and looked up at the sky, a bright moon, as beautiful as a dream.

The night is like water, and the moon is bright and clean.

The corner of the mouth, gradually, slowly outlines a trace of inexplicable, unexplainable wry smile.

Asshole, he Nangong Aotian is really an asshole.

Today, what medicine did he take wrongly?

Actually had a big fight with Qingfeng?

He has always been willing to give in to Qingfeng, he loves her so much, madly, proudly, and wholeheartedly.

He loves her, holding her in his hand for fear of falling, holding her in his mouth for fear of melting, so he loves her wholeheartedly.

So wholeheartedly planning for him, so wholeheartedly trusting her.

But today, he actually hurt her.

Injured that person, he wants to hold in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life.

After hurting that, he will spend his whole life facing good people.

what happened to him?

He muttered to himself: "Nangong Aotian, are you a demon?"

Love has been deeply rooted, and it will naturally become a demon!