Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nangong Aotian was originally a person who was intimate. In addition to Qingfeng's reminder, he had been guarded for a long time. At this time, when he saw the blood phoenix suddenly, his wings vibrated, forming a strong wind, and the palm wind was pushed.

Soul grass, the palm wind greeted out.

The palm wind is like electricity, which is mixed with the murderous spirit of the cold chestnut. The palm wind and the wings wind hit each other. In fact, the earthquake trembled. Nangong Aotian took a few steps back in a row, and the corner of the mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.

God, Nangong Aotian actually hurt the wing wind of the blood phoenix. This god bird is really amazing!

"Blood Phoenix, hold your hand!" The blood phoenix with a slightly trembling figure also wanted to cheer his wings.

"Do you let me stop?" The voice was arrogant, and it really conforms to the style of the godbird.

"Yes, we come here today, we want to take a blood soul grass to save my mother, and ask the blood phoenix to become my mother -in -law's wish." Qingfeng's voice was soft, just like the spring breeze, and the cold and cold of the body softened.

Then, then

"No! Blood Soul Cao is the treasure of the Ming Dynasty royal family. I was ordered by the owner to protect me to protect the blood soul grass. Only the emperors of the past can be used, how can you take it away?" The blood phoenix refused

Loyal -based.

"He is the ghost king in the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, the son of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty today, and the emperor today asked him to accompany me." Qingfeng pointed at Nangong Aotian to the Blood Phoenix.

"You want to lie to me! There is a dense road in the Lingling Mountain. If the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty let you come, how could it fall from the top, it would definitely enter from the secret?" The blood phoenix voice was quiet.

"We don't know the emperor's mind!" Qing Feng's cold voice: There is still a secret way to think about what the Blood Phoenix said!

Damn, it turns out that Nangong Mu really wants them to send to death, and I do n’t know if it is really controlled by the aftermath? But look at the appearance of that day, it ’s not like being controlled, but Nangong Aotian also said

His behavior has changed a lot, and it seems that he must have moved other hands and feet.

The blood phoenix looked at Nangong Aotian thoughtfully: "He is the son of Nangong Mu?

"yes!"

"Nangong Mu's son is really different. It is more imposing than him. It is just that he cannot move the blood soul grass here for a day. This is the rules set by the owner. No one can change it!"

The task is just guarding, there is no room for changes.

Qingfeng was full of breath, and he was like a knife: "So, do you want to let me take away the blood soul grass?"

"Of course!" The king of Blood Phoenix Birds and Beasts, where can I see Qingfeng in their eyes.

"If I have to do it?" Qingfeng's cold light, although it was softly whispered, but murdered.

Blood soul grass, she must take it back today.

"Then I will destroy you!" Blood Phoenix's mouth was arrogant, cold and bitter.

"Who eliminates who eliminates, it is not necessarily!" Before Qing Feng spoke, Nangong Aotian's vicious figure rang.

Dare to be mad in front of him, and to destroy his woman, then let him destroy it first.

The cold eyes were full of killing, staring at the eyes of the blood phoenix tightly.

Four eyes are relative ...

Cracking ...

The sparks are splashing, and the murderous is boiling.

In fact, the blood phoenix did not look at Qingfeng from beginning to end: Although it was strong, it was much worse than the son of this Nangong Mu. You don't have to look at it at all.

When Qing Feng heard the words of the blood phoenix, a trace of sneer flowing from the corner of her mouth, a seat, opened the Feng Yin Jiao Tail on her body: "Nangong Aotian, I'll deal with this blood phoenix, you take the blood soul grass!"

She may not be particularly good, but her sound attack and the beast song have become it. Now she just takes this proud phoenix to practice hand.

"Okay!" Nangong Aotian's voice was as cold as ice, and he could hear that the guy was in a bad mood.

I want him to kill the invincible in the world. Today, he actually tied with a bird.

Although Nangong Aotian is not in a mood, it is not allowed to split this stinky bird in one palm, but it is not a reckless person. Qingfeng understands the beast language and can play the beast -driven song. It is most suitable for her to deal with the stink bird.

Of course, he will keep Qingfeng on the side. If there is anything wrong, he will not ignore it.

Don't talk to him about fairness and morality, he has always considered the fairness of it, that is the rule set by the strong. As long as it is strong enough, he said that fairness is fair.

This is the fairness in his mouth of Nangong Aotian: the truth is not in the hands of a few people, but in the hands of the strong.

Of course, there is no need to say fairness with a bird.

Qingfeng stroked the piano with both hands, and the fresh tune flowed out of the hands of Qingfeng. The blood phoenix was not vague. The wings were shocked immediately, but they didn't move left and right.

Then, then

Nangong Aotian saw his hand as his finger, and took the eyes of the blood phoenix. Seeing that Nangong Aotian was about to hit the beautiful phoenix eyes of the blood phoenix, but the blood phoenix actually flew directly in the air, and his head flashed.

After the attack of Nangong Aotian, he reversed his head, and the beak wanted to attack Nangong Aotian's palm. Although the blood phoenix's beak was not a rigid iron bone, if it was injured, I was afraid that the hand would continue to abolish.

Seeing this, Nangong Aotian flashed a surprised face on the cold face, and then changed a trick to collect the arm back.

One person, one bird, one black and one fire, and the splendor was very exciting for a while. Qing Feng looked at the situation in front of him. When he saw Nangong Aotian cope with it, he was settled.

Focusing on playing Feng Yin Jiao Tail, with a touch of precipitation.

This time, the tunes are extremely soft and soft, very beautiful and moving. The cotton can produce a hazy sleepiness. This is the ingredient of Qingfeng's herself through the beast song.

Like a mother whispering in her ears, and like Dad's generous palm, she patted her back gently, coaxing to sleep, more like the sound of the wind blowing the earth: little baby, late at night, sleep quickly.

The pride and noble blood phoenix's bright eyes are gone, the eyes are getting softer, shaking their heads, returning to the blood pool, closed their eyes slightly, and gradually immersed in the blood pool.

The sound of the piano kept echoing in this world, and it was soft to the top.

Nangong Aotian didn't understand the piano, but he also knew that Qingfeng's skills were superb. He stretched out his hand and gradually approached the roots of the blood soul grass, but his eyes observed the action of the blood phoenix.

Roby wings, he quickly retracted his hand, and the blood phoenix fell asleep again. This repeated several times, Nangong Aotian can determine that blood phoenix and blood soul grass are twins. If you want

Otherwise, there will be a war.

Just look at the appearance of this stinky bird, it is not willing!

Wars, I'm afraid it is extremely difficult to avoid!