The Queen of the Return of the Tyrant Wants to Run Away from Marriage

Chapter 773 Chapter 921 Paradise of Wanton Slaughter (3)

Chapter 921 The Paradise of Wanton Slaughter (3)

Screams sounded from the darkness, and corpses fell to the ground one after another, with a sharp arrow stuck in each corpse.

The originally calm air began to become chaotic, and those heavy breathing and heartbeats began to become flustered.Because Nalan Qing's active attack destroyed their position, they couldn't handle it.

"on!"

Chi Jiu gritted his teeth and watched his clansmen fall down one by one. He stared at Nalan Qing, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

Not only did he kill his daughter, but he still hung his daughter's head provocatively!God knows how much he wanted to kill when he saw his daughter being abused like this!
After waiting and waiting, he finally waited until he left the Chani tribe and ambushed in such a place, he would definitely be able to succeed.

But I didn't expect to be discovered in advance.

Now that it was discovered, there was no other way but to fight hard.

One after another, the Chani tribe rushed out from the darkness, each of them controlled a puppet, and the puppet seemed to have no pain, and rushed towards Nalan Qing abruptly, regardless of the fact that one force after another had been inserted into its body. sword.

When the corpse falls down, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it will get up, which is a bit difficult to deal with

"It's like a zombie siege..." Nalan Qing said in a low voice, with some sarcasm in his tone.

"You don't need to be merciful, and you don't need to leave anyone alive. You can kill as you like!" Nalan calmly ordered the flame army beside her, and directly drew out the sword in his hand. Since the puppets could not be stopped, then let them They come to solve one by one.

The long sword in his hand pierced the puppet's heart, and he pulled it out forcefully, blood splashing in the air.

Piece after piece of blood mist slowly condensed in the air, covering the entire scene in front of him with a faint blood color.

"Brothers, listen up! Let's play a game...Ten people form a group, and the group that harvests the most heads, this leader will grant you a wish, whether it's wine, beauty, money...or whatever you want. !"

The Flame Army cheered for a while, and fighting spirit rose in their eyes.

This game they like...

Treating the killing of human life as a game, and the head as a proof of victory, Nalan Qing looked at all this with cold eyes, without any emotional fluctuations in her heart.

Long Ze beside him just looked at her quietly, looked at her side face, looked at her expressionless face, the depth of his eyes became even heavier.

One after another, human heads were strung together by vines. Groups of people dragged the heads and slid on the ground. After cutting off a human head, they hung it on the vines. Finally, when all the Wu people and puppets were dead, , they just squatted down and counted the heads in their hands one by one. Regardless of the blood on their bodies, they smiled happily like children
Their faces were covered with blood, and their bloody smiles were like ogre beasts that had been hungry for a long time. They were not interested in human flesh and blood, only in heads.

Nalanqing pursed her lips happily, and asked, "Are there any casualties?"

"Master Commander, a brother is seriously injured!"

Among the crowd, a soldier was seriously injured, with a sword stuck in his chest. It looked like he was seriously injured, and it was unknown whether he could be saved.

Nalan Qing walked in front of the soldier and suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"

The soldier turned pale and nodded.

Suddenly Nalan Qing drew out the sword in his hand and stabbed the soldier's heart, his eyes were icy cold: "Now you won't be hurt anymore!"

The air froze instantly, none of them thought that Nalan Qing would do such a thing.

In any case, the soldier is still alive...

Nalan Qing withdrew the sword in his hand, his eyes were very cold: "Since you feel pain, why are you still alive? Now there will be no pain forever."

The soldiers bowed their heads, a look of fear flashed in their eyes.

It is very keen to feel that Mr. Commander has changed differently?

"Okay, let's count now, which team has the most heads?" Nalan Qing had a familiar smile on his face again, and the soldiers looked at that smile quietly, not feeling relieved.

What, it's still Commander-sama, nothing has changed.

Since he couldn't survive, of course he had to kill him with his own hands. If he continued to suffer, it would be just a kind of torture.

This is the gentleness exclusive to the leader.

The fear in the soldiers' eyes was instantly withdrawn, and they naturally found a reason for Nalan Qing's behavior, a reason for legitimate worship.

Chi Jiu was brought up by Wuhuada and forced him to kneel on the ground.

Nalan smiled coldly: "Hey, Patriarch Chi, it's been a long time."

"Let go of me, you killed my daughter, I will kill you!"

Then one day you can hear even more disdain: "Your daughter is allowed to kill, and she is not allowed to be killed? She will die a tragic death, and that is what you asked for. If you knew this, you should have taught her how to behave in the first place." Otherwise, I wouldn’t have ended up in the current situation.”

"Shut up, I'm going to kill you." Chi Jiu struggled hard, but his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't struggle at all.

Nalan Qing looked at him quietly, aloof like a king, his clear eyes fixed on Chi Jiu in front of him, his face was cold and chilling. "It's a pity that you don't have the chance anymore. It's still very discerning for you to choose this place as your grave."

"You dare to kill me, what a joke, I am the patriarch of the Wu Clan, do you want to cause a war between Cangshan and the mainland?"

"Presumably the Wu clan leader doesn't know yet, who else in the entire Cangshan Mountain is an ally of the Wu clan? Even if you die here, no one will care. Maybe you were accidentally eaten by a wild beast?"

"you……"

What else did Chi Jiu want to say?But his head was already flying high in the air, Nalanqing waved his long sword impatiently, and cut it off carelessly.

She is no longer in the mood to play with him...

The blood splashed on Nalan Qing's face, she wiped it off with a handkerchief indifferently, and swept it away expressionlessly, inexplicably making people feel a little cold in the limbs.

When doing these things, there is no mood swing at all. Isn't this a little too ruthless?
Wu Yong's gaze was just watching quietly, and Nalan Qing's calm eyes met his gaze. Nalan Qing said expressionlessly, "Are you sure you don't want to go back to the Wu Clan?"

Even the patriarch is dead, maybe the Wu clan will be in chaos?

"It's none of my business!" Wu Yong didn't seem to have much affection for the Wu Clan, so he answered very coldly.

"That girl beside me, Qu Xing'er, you know? She was locked up by your saint. Is she dead or alive now?"

"I don't know much about the saint!" Wu Yong shook his head seriously.

Nalan Qing looked away.

is that so?It seems that we have to find Nalan Qian slowly.

(End of this chapter)