Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Qingfeng opened his eyes wide and looked around, slightly panicked in his heart. But when he looked at it, his eyes were straightened - the one with broken bones was a savage!

The savage's hand bones were actually shattered by Nangong Aotian, and he couldn't stop wailing.

Murong Fu and Situ Liang glanced at each other with shock in their eyes: Nangong Aotian's kung fu was actually so powerful.

They all knew how hard the savage's bones were, but...but...this...was actually broken...what the hell...

The savage's hand bones were shattered, and he became even more frantic. He raised his feet and attacked Nangong Aotian.

Nangong Aotian's face was covered by blood, his eyes were as cold as iron, he was as ferocious as a Rakshasa, his expression was like an evil ghost, and his aura was like a murderous god.

Seeing the thick legs stretched out in front of him, he let out a cold snort. Not only did he not avoid it, but he even raised his feet to meet him.

"Crack" is the familiar breaking sound again.

The savage's leg was broken again, and Nangong Aotian stood there with an indifferent expression.

A person, just an insignificant person, with thighs not as thick as their arms, actually caused death and injuries to their companions.

All the savages were angry. Nangong Aotian, who was surrounded by the savages, seemed to be in the middle of the overgrown miscanthus. A sharp sword looked like a sickle. If he waved it casually, the miscanthus would drop something, no matter where it was swung.

Wherever there is, a layer of blood will fall.

Broken hands, broken legs, and severed heads fell to the ground bloody. He was just killing, and the few remaining savages were also killing with red eyes. They watched their companions fall one by one. They didn't think about how to escape.

, just thinking about killing the opponent.

They are the masters of this dense forest, and nothing can defeat them.

Silver light flashed across the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck another savage alive.

When Murong Fu and Situ Liang saw this scene, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and looked at each other. They each found that the other's face was turning green, from light green to green, from green to dark green, and then gradually to dark green.

develop.

This man is crazy!

And the savages also became crazy, murderous, and equally reckless about life and death.

Not giving any chance to the remaining savages, Nangong Aotian narrowed his eyes, his long hair floated in the wind, his sword eyebrows were raised slantingly, his eyes were cold, his expression was gloomy and cold, and he was surrounded by an invisible evil aura, cold, ruthless, and shocking.

People shudder and their hair stands on end.

The sharp sword in his hand attacked the savages.

The silver sword was extremely sharp and gleaming with cold light.

In an instant, silver light flashed, and a cold murderous aura enveloped the dense forest tightly, shrouding the entire land. It could be described as cold and cold.

The savages finally realized that they had offended someone they were not allowed to offend, and wanted to retreat, but the silver sword blocked their retreat, leaving them with no way to retreat.

They have driven the weak humans in front of them crazy.

A life and death struggle, either you die or I die.

Qingfeng, who was still a little worried at first, her eyes widened. She never knew that Nangong Aotian could be so powerful.

Just now, the four of them faced off against the savage at the same time, but they could not get any benefit from it. But now, Nangong Aotian faced off against him alone, and actually killed the savage without leaving any trace of his armor.

There was a flash of cold light, and a few streaks of blood spattered. The last savage's neck was cut off by his sword, and his head rolled several times on the ground, spilling blood on the ground.

"Any woman who dares to hurt me will be killed without mercy!"

Nangong Aotian's face was iron-blooded, and his black clothes were stained with countless bright reds, which clearly interpreted the coldness of the hell Shura.

The cold murderous aura all over his body was floating in the sky, extremely ruthless and cruel.

Nangong Aotian, who was covered in blood, was like a god of death coming on blood, approaching Qingfeng step by step, completely ignoring the broken body there.

"Is the injury serious?" He stretched out his hand to hold Qingfeng in his arms, and stretched out his hand to explore her pulse, with an anxious expression. The chilling aura in her body became much lighter after embracing her soft body, but it remained the same.

Leng Rui.

"It's not heavy! You can't die!" Qingfeng nestled her head on Nangong Aotian's chest, with a smile on her face like spring: she finally understood the meaning of her immortal soul, and God wanted her to come to him.

"God, did I say, you are so great!" Her voice was rare and soft, she raised her head and looked at him with a smile.

"No!" Nangong Aotian touched Qingfeng's veins and found that although Qingfeng vomited a mouthful of blood, it was not caused by internal injuries. He finally felt relieved.

This woman almost scared his heart out. At that moment, he, who was not afraid of heaven or earth, found that his legs were weak, fearing that he would be one step behind her.

Nangong Aotian hugged Qingfeng tightly, and he almost lost her.

Therefore, those people must not be spared and killed without mercy!

Thinking of her almost being with the God of Death, his heart beat faster: "Promise me you won't scare me again in the future!"

Qingfeng felt that the man who hugged him tightly, this man who was invincible and brave just now, was trembling faintly at this moment.

She knew that this man was frightened by her. She gently reached out to hug Nangong Aotian and patted his back: "Okay, I promise you, I won't be afraid, we won't be afraid."

"Please pay attention to me in the future. Don't act recklessly. I have my own sense of propriety. If you run around like this again, let's see how I deal with you."

There was a ferocious look on his face, and he stared at Qingfeng fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her up, but the strength in his hands was stronger, and he hugged her tightly, and the depths of his eyes could not be concealed.

worry.

She nodded obediently, released her hand from around his waist, and gently and gently wiped away the unsightly blood on his face.

She glanced coldly at Murong Fu and Situ Liang, who had been standing aside and watching her interaction with Nangong Aotian, and she said lightly: "See you later!"

She could clearly see how they had just stood by and watched. She thought they could understand her, but she overestimated herself.

That's fine, she doesn't have to force people who are destined not to be friends.

In the previous life, I had no taste of romance, no taste of love, hatred, and hatred.

In this life, I am lucky enough to have him treat me wholeheartedly, and I should cherish it.

It was Nangong Aotian who gave her the ability to love. She wanted to cherish this sincerity. He gave her a wholehearted heart and a love that she would never regret until death.

She will never let you down.

Since these two people had just stood by and watched, they were no longer her friends.

She hugged Nangong Aotian and said with a gentle smile: "God, let's go!"

It's enough to have him by your side wherever you go from end to end!