Supreme Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 503
"What? You mean, your golden scales are the medicine for him to undo the moon-shaping curse..." Zhuyue was still in shock.

Long Qingcang looked gentle, and stroked Zhuyue's face, "This is destined by God. He and I are destined to be old enemies. Of the two of us, only one of us is destined to get you."

"Xiao'an..." An Yue's throat suddenly became a little dry, and he, who was always very confident in Zhuyue's thoughts, suddenly became a little panicked, so that he couldn't wait to explain: "I... didn't use you." At least, it wasn't like this originally intended.

"Because I released the news, and because Long Qingcang really came, did you think of taking advantage of this opportunity to get what you always wanted?" asked Zhuyue.The voice is a little weak.

An Yue stopped talking, and he stared at Zhu Yue, "I thought it must be safe. You won't have a chance to release any news. Who would have thought that you would even want to leave."

Zhuyue closed her eyes and opened them, looking at Long Qingcang, "Brother Qingcang, you go away, I won't go with you."

There was anger in Long Qingcang's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "Damn woman! Do you think I will force you to follow me after I go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil for you?"

what?
Zhuyue obviously didn't expect Long Qingcang to say that.

Long Qingcang tried to calm down his anger, grabbed Zhuyue's hand, "I know, no matter how much I do for you, your heart will not change, at least for now." He tried to put his voice down Xu Xu, "I'll take you out, this is voluntary, and you can do whatever you want after you go out." The following words were said to Zhu Yue, but his eyes were fixed on An Yue, "I will never stop you."

An Yue said coldly: "Let's talk about it if we can get out alive." He raised his hands and clapped his hands lightly, "Come here, order the five great protectors and ten halls of Yan Luo to watch the ceremony together at the Soul Slaying Platform. Your Highness picks the scales."

"Wait a minute, it's okay to have golden scales, but how can that filthy thing get close to my body?" Long Qingcang untied his saber, and it was still on the ground with a bang, "Use my gold silk coiled dragon sword !"

A surprised light flashed in An Yue's eyes, "Okay, Tilin!"

With this order, Zhui Yue was already horrified and unable to move. She never expected this result. If she had known this earlier, she would have tried her best not to let Long Qingcang appear.

All of a sudden, the wind was surging, and the dark sky was filled with blood-like red clouds, thick and bloody, pressing on the top of the soul-slaying platform. On both sides, the same crimson blood-like Dementor Pillars stood tall, as if they wanted to plunge straight into the sky from the underworld.Long Qingcang turned back into a golden python and coiled around the Dementor Pillar, dancing wildly in the wind. The dark purple sky had blood-colored red clouds, like clusters of fire burning to the sky, trying to engulf everything below.

The people who "watched the ceremony" in the square below the Dementor Column were silent.An Yue forcibly pulled Zhu Yuekuan to sit on a high black throne with gold trim, with a consistent smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he turned his gaze to Zhu Yue beside him, that smile became as cold as ice. "Do it!"

With an order, the cold-faced Soul Slayer dressed in blood raised high the Panlong Sword, a symbol of incomparable nobility, and ruthlessly scraped it towards Jin Mang's back.With a sword strike, the golden scales shone with dazzling brilliance and fell down like rain. The blood on Jin Mang's back was splashed all over, spraying on the tall Dementor Pillar, it was a shocking blood red.It was a color so hot that it almost scalded people's hearts. In an instant, scarlet blood shrouded the entire moon-watching realm.

The pain of peeling the scales is not inferior to the Moon-Watching Curse, with just one strike, Jin Mang has already tightened his body suddenly, his whole body convulsed, but he still didn't make a sound.

Zhuyue's body also shrank suddenly, "Brother Qingcang!" Standing up, she was about to rush over.Who would have thought that An Yue would hold her shoulder tightly.Staring at Long Qingcang, he smiled as if it had nothing to do with the matter: "Long Qingcang, it's still the same sentence, as long as you say it hurts. We're done here. These scales are enough for me."

Long Qingcang looked back at An Yue, and said with some difficulty: "You... are so wordy. Just remember your own promise." Looking at Zhu Yue who was in tears like rain, he comforted: "It doesn't matter, Yue'er."

Zhuyue couldn't help crying, and the face under the dark moon mask was gloomy like a demon king, gnashing his teeth: "Since His Royal Highness sincerely wants to keep some more golden scales as a souvenir for the Underworld Sect, it's okay if I don't take them. Come on, continue."

The executioner held up the Panlong Sword and slashed at Jin Mang's back again. The heart-piercing pain almost made Long Qingcang faint. The pain seemed to pierce his soul and pierce his body, but he still bite He gritted his teeth without making a sound.Just tightening his body, the entire Dementing Soul Pillar was strangled by him, as if the next moment he would strangle the extremely thick Dementing Soul Pillar to pieces.Even if you are an elder of the Underworld Sect, or a Hunsi who is used to all kinds of torture, you can't help but admire him secretly.

"No!" Zhuyue turned her head and looked at An Yue: "You won, let Long Qingcang go, I will not leave here, I will not pursue any truth. I am willing to stay by your side. An Yue, you let go Long Qingcang! Let him go!" She covered her face, her shoulders were shaking like a sieve, "It's all my fault! It's all me! Brother Qingcang..."

Hearing from Zhuyue's mouth that he wanted to stay by his side forever, An Yue didn't feel any joy at all, she just felt that her heart was also being scorched violently on the fire of jealousy, and it was swollen and painful, which made him unbearable. Bear.He forcibly broke off Zhuyue's hand, held her tear-wet face, stared into her eyes and asked coldly: "Why, are you reluctant? Are you distressed? Are you guilty?" God knows, at this moment he is not No better than Long Qingcang on the Dementing Stage, no, he was a hundred times more sad than Long Qingcang.He tried every means to make things difficult for Qing Cang, and besides wanting his golden scales, he was even more unwilling to have him take away every month.His eye sockets were also red, and he figured that Long Qingcang, who was under the Moon-Watching Curse, was able to survive the scale-picking cry because of his extreme fortitude, and he would definitely not be able to survive the hell-fired soul-stirring pain.Under that kind of torture, he would be insane even if he didn't die. He wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Long Qingcang's big trouble forever.

All the chances of winning are in his hands, but it is unbearable for him to think about it month by month: "Xiao'an, why are you so proud, why can't you make a little compromise? Why do you have to ask the bottom line?"

(End of this chapter)