Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nangong Aotian looked at Qingfeng like this, feeling proud and angry: Why doesn't this damn woman understand his intentions?

But after getting angry, something akin to sweetness fermented in his heart, and his arms that were originally a little weak immediately gave birth to endless strength.

Qingfeng killed enemies all the way and came back bathed in blood. He stood firmly in front of Nangong Aotian, with a pair of red eyes filled with anxiety: "Aotian, has your poison been cured?"

Nangong Aotian killed the man in black who was about to attack with a sword. He looked down at Qingfeng, who was as airy as a fairy, but his methods were like a demon, with blood-red eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "It's solved."

Nangong Aotian has been drinking poison as tea since he was a child. He has been on the verge of death. Although this poison is powerful, there is no way it can hurt him, but this woman foolishly bled him to detoxify him.

I have never forgotten the lingering and sentimental "I love you" voice, nor the anxious footsteps and decisive figure of Qingfeng at that critical moment.

The care and true feelings contained therein are never fake.

His woman made him feel warm in his heart and sweet in his chest. She was fierce and murderous, covered in blood, and rushed to him with worry in her eyes, just to ask: Have you recovered from the poison?

Hearing such words from the mouth of such a ruthless person, hearing such words from the mouth of such a person who has been killing all the way, stepping on corpses without changing his expression, this feeling is like being in a world of ice and snow, but suddenly opening your eyes again

Opening your eyes and finding yourself in a hot spring is a unique feeling that cannot be described in words.

But, how can she come back? Don't you know it's dangerous here?

If she came back in such a stupid way, wouldn't everything he had done before be in vain?

"Damn, why are you here?" Cold words, cold eyebrows, and for a moment, that handsome and angry face was definitely full of anger and resentment.

Nangong Ao thought that this stupid woman had come back so foolishly that he couldn't help roaring. He waved the silver sword in his hand even more fiercely, killing people with every move. The man in black who had just been encircling him was under his control.

Under the crazy attack, most of them fell down, like tofu dregs, completely defeated.

Red eyes, blood-red arrogance, blood spraying everywhere like a fountain, severed arms and heads flying everywhere, Nangong Aotian's silver sword struck, the body was torn to pieces, and the blood on the ground shocked the black people who didn't want their lives.

All the people in clothes left.

God, is this a human being?

This is simply strangulation, a one-sided strangulation. This is not killing, it is just chopping vegetables.

Qingfeng looked at the furious Nangong Aotian. She didn't feel scared at all. Instead, she chuckled and said innocently: "Aotian, it's very dark, I'm scared!"

"Idiot, what are you afraid of in the dark?" Nangong Aotian would only believe her words if he saw a ghost. He couldn't help but roar. This idiot, he lured these men in black with good intentions and wanted her to leave safely.

She's good. Damn it, she actually came back stupidly. What a huge idiot!

"Aotian, you are so noisy! I will have a headache!" Qingfeng did not notice the furious Nangong Aotian at all, and his face was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at Nangong Aotian with a look of fear, complaining,

It seemed like his loud noise made her head uncomfortable.

"Damn it, you actually have the intention to dislike me for being noisy at this time?"

Nangong Aotian opened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this. How long has it been since this woman actually only cared about his loud voice? However, she couldn't help lowering her voice. Qingfeng, who was glaring with anger, really wanted to split this idiot's throat.

Take a look around, what's inside?

All his hard work was actually wasted. Thinking of this, his anger almost started to burn.

Qingfeng tilted his head, looked at Nangong Aotian's furious and blood-red eyes, stretched out his hand, wiped off the hot blood on his face, restored his original enchanting appearance, and said in a soft voice that he had never heard before: "

Aotian, without you by my side, I am afraid of the dark! Without you protecting me all my life, I am afraid of being alone! You know, I am a person who is very afraid of loneliness! Being with you all the way is the most important thing!"

She can't let go, can't break away, is worried about her, and will never let go in this life. She doesn't say anything about life and death, but she is destined to stay together through thick and thin in this life.

Qingfeng's voice was very soft, ringing like a thin line in Nangong Aotian's ears. It was faintly visible, but it was like thunder in the sky, shaking his soul and shouting: Qingfeng, his Qingfeng, never leave him.

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The violent anger in his body was calmed down by such a few words, his blood-red eyes suddenly turned dark, and his livid complexion suddenly settled down.

"You stupid woman!" He looked helpless, but the curve of his mouth made everyone understand that Nangong Aotian was happy at this moment.

Yes, at this moment, he is very happy!

Very, very happy!

Even at this moment, he was deeply surrounded, but what filled his heart was happiness, the ultimate happiness.

Hugging Qingfeng tightly, he lowered his head without saying a word and gently kissed Qingfeng's red lips.

He decided that he would never let go of this woman, not even in heaven or on earth.

Nangong Aotian's kisses were always as fierce as fire, but this time, his kisses were as gentle as water, as tender as water.

There are corpses everywhere, the smell of blood fills the sky, and broken limbs and bones everywhere. It can be called a hell on earth. But in this hell on earth, the silver sword dripping with blood and the gentle and lingering kiss bloom strangely.

A bunch of beautiful flowers emerge.

There was no tragic sound of fighting, no coldness of murder. At this moment, the wind stopped, the sound stopped, everything became quiet, only the heartbeats of each other and the passionate kiss.

Qingfeng opened her eyes wide and allowed Nangong Aotian to kiss her gently. She just stared at her surroundings from time to time, carefully paying attention to the changes around her, for fear of a sneak attack by the man in black.

Nangong Aotian smiled softly, then murmured and complained: "You are not paying attention!"

Shouldn't this woman be invested in her at this time? Since he dared to kiss, he was naturally sure to protect their safety.

When Qingfeng heard his complaint, she smiled softly and said, "Let's solve the troubles in front of you first, and then when you get back, I can kiss you!"

She is not pretentious, she falls in love when she falls in love, and falls in love when she is tempted.

Just kiss, just kiss, but these odds and ends need to be dealt with first.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, and the corner of his mouth showed an extremely charming and cold-blooded smile: "You have nothing to fear, a clown!"

When it comes to arrogance and arrogance, Nangong Aotian definitely ranks first!