Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nangong Aotian believes that as long as he is given time, he will definitely find the weakness of this monster, and when the time comes, he will definitely destroy this monster.

Don't let this monster hurt anyone.

However, Nangong Aotian knew that he might not have such a chance. The sound of low and slow breathing came from behind, and he also smelled the disgusting smell on the other party - the monster caught up with him, almost sticking to it

His back.

He heard the sharp sound of wind above his head, and he knew it was the sound of a broadsword being raised.

"Are we really going to fall into the hands of this monster today?" Nangong Aotian felt extremely unwilling.

He suddenly stopped running, turned around, and faced the monster!

Since it is really impossible to dodge, it is better to face the enemy. If Nangong Aotian is to fall, he will also fall on the way to charge.

Although at this moment, he had no chance to resist, he wanted to give it a try. At least when his Qingfeng saw him, he might be able to find a flaw in this monster's offensive.

The sharp sword in his hand moved forward to block the opponent's gleaming sword, but even so, it was blown away by the force of the sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

There was no wave in the other party's calm eyes, and the big knife in his hand attacked his head again, obviously intending to cut his head in half.

But this time, even if Nangong Aotian wanted to resist, he still felt a little weak. However, he still opened his eyes and stared coldly at the oncoming cold blade.

Seeing that his beautiful little head was about to be split in half, a black shadow flashed, and the monster's arm fell to the ground, along with the shining sword. Nangong Aotian narrowly avoided the sword.

"Aotian, how are you?" Qingfeng turned to look at Nangong Aotian, feeling happy in her heart: Fortunately, fortunately, she caught up.

Nangong Aotian's expression changed greatly: "Leave me alone, run away, this is an immortal!"

Qingfeng's expression changed, and she turned her eyes to the monster, and found that the arm she had cut off had returned to the monster's body again. He twisted a few times, and began to raise his arm again, preparing to attack.

Evil!

The severed arm can be glued back together, it’s so weird!

However, his body consciously led Nangong Aotian to dodge, avoiding the monster's attack.

"Are you okay?" Qingfeng asked uneasily.

"It's okay, this monster is too evil. I can cut off his head and connect it!" Nangong Aotian stretched out his hand and wiped a handful of blood: "I don't know what kind of monster this is? Come on!"

Can the head be glued back together after being cut off? Could it be that he is the Sun Wukong in his seventy-two transformations?

In surprise, Qingfeng turned her eyes to the monster in front of her. Her eyes were as calm as the water of a dead pool, unruffled. She just mechanically raised the sword in her hand, and the expression on her face was as calm as dead water.

There are no waves, the lips are purple and the teeth are black.

Qingfeng was a person in his two lifetimes, but he had never seen such a ferocious and terrifying face. Such a face did not look like a living person at all, but the face of a dead person, without any life at all.

What the hell is this thing?

Human or not, ghost or not!

Qingfeng's head also became confused. She had never seen anything like this.

"Qingfeng, leave quickly!" Nangong Aotian said many times that he would stay with Qingfeng forever, but when the critical moment came, he only wanted to keep Qingfeng away from danger. As long as she was well, that was the most important thing.

Now that Qingfeng has come, he naturally has no intention of leaving Nangong Aotian alone, and rolls his eyes at him: "Don't even think about pushing me away again!"

Bastard, bastard, lying bastard.

He lied to her every time, and said he would never leave her through life and death, but when the critical moment came, he pushed her towards life, regardless of what would happen to him.

How come this bastard doesn't value his life at all and doesn't understand her thoughts? I told you before that she is afraid of loneliness. The world without him is too lonely and she is not used to it!

It would be strange if she would leave this time!

"Nonsense, he can't be killed at all. If you don't leave, you will only be killed!" Nangong Aotian roared when he thought of Qingfeng's beautiful little head being chopped off.

Qingfeng stubbornly ignored it. She didn't believe how powerful this monster could be. There was nothing in this world without flaws. Even if this monster could regenerate, it would definitely have its weaknesses. As long as you look carefully, you wouldn't be afraid to find them.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Aotian, don't be afraid, I will accompany you!" While speaking, he helped Nangong Aotian up and protected him behind him.

Nangong Aotian was suddenly stunned because of her words and actions. He was as strong as him. He had never heard anyone say this to him before. He was not afraid.

As cold and iron-blooded as he is, who would ever smile and say to him, "I'll accompany you" at a critical moment of life and death?

She said: Aotian, don’t be afraid, I will accompany you!

Facing his roar, there was no anger or grievance, only a gentle and gentle voice, only infinite affection, and some sentimentality that he had never heard before: Don't be afraid, I will accompany you!

His eyes were fixed on her pretty face stained with blood. It was so messy and dirty, but so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes away.

The sword in his hand was tightened a little more, and the soft place in his heart collapsed deeply. The emotion that had been silent in the body and could not be expressed in words suddenly filled his heart again, filling the emptiness he had experienced for eighteen years.

chest, at this moment, Nangong Aotian felt that his whole body was complete.

The eyes of Nangong Aotian, who had always been deserted, were a little red, and he looked at the embarrassed but beautiful little woman in front of him. This was his woman, the one he would hold in the palm of his hand and put in his heart for the rest of his life.

How lucky I am to have her by my side in this life!

How lucky it is to be able to know her in this life!

Even if Nangong Aotian was really going to die in the hands of this monster today, he wouldn't have the slightest regret.

"Calling you stupid and refusing to admit it, what else is it if you're not stupid?" The two of them ducked to avoid the monster's knife attack. They stopped chatting and focused on fighting: they didn't want anything to happen to the other party, so the one who got into trouble would have no choice but to

It's this monster.

Qingfeng glared at him: "You are stupid!" Then he devoted himself wholeheartedly to avoiding and observing: he must find out the weakness of this monster.

Qingfeng found that although this monster was very skilled, its movements were a bit slow.

Moving slowly?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind: "Witchcraft, this is witchcraft!"

She and Nangong Aotian escaped the monster's attack, and explained to Nangong Aotian: "These dead corpses that should have been witchcrafted are originally dead people. Naturally they are not afraid of death, but can regenerate their limbs. This is naturally the function of witchcraft."

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