Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nalan Qingyun looked coldly at Nangong Aotian, who was in a state of embarrassment and stained with blood. In his heartbroken heart, a bloodthirsty hatred and a joyful sense of revenge and accomplishment slowly rose up.

"Nangong Aotian, you also have today!"

The words Nalan Qingyun almost popped out from between his teeth, and he pressed forward step by step.

Hate, endless hate.

Even though Qingfeng had to save Nangong Aotian, Nalan Qingyun didn't have the slightest fondness for Nangong Aotian.

He hated Nangong Aotian. For the first time in his life, he hated someone so much.

Nangong Aotian was plundered by the Great Shift of the Universe and came to the Moon Kingdom.

His physical strength has not yet recovered a bit.

Not to mention, he had been severely tortured by the most bloody and cruel torture instruments in the Yue Kingdom. Now let alone using torture to restrain him, even if he was released, he probably wouldn't have the strength to escape again.

Therefore, when he saw Nalan Qingyun's face full of hatred and approaching step by step, he just looked at it with a cold face, without any waves.

Step by step, getting closer, and getting closer again, Nalan Qingyun glared at Nangong Aotian, whose face was full of indifference.

His eyes swept across the rows of ferocious torture instruments, and a cruel and cruel smile suddenly flashed in his eyes.

A steel whip with cold light caught his eye.

"It all says that the Ghost King of Ming Dynasty has a strong body. Today, I will learn from him."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the bone-scratching steel whip and whipped it towards Nangong Aotian.

Suddenly, the steel whip with its sharp cold thorns dug out a piece of skin on Nangong Aotian's scarred chest and tore it apart.

In an instant, blood spilled all over the floor, dripping with blood.

Nangong Aotian's brows moved, but his expression was indifferent, without any change.

"If you fall into my hands, I will definitely greet you well."

Nalan Qingyun looked at the coquettish blood on the ground, and then looked at the man whose brows remained motionless. Suddenly, he felt mixed emotions, old and new hatreds welling up in his heart.

The steel whip in his hand was fiercely waved towards Nangong Aotian.

Damn man, he won't let him go.

Nangong Aotian's body trembled, but he remained calm.

"I also want you to taste this heart-piercing pain, and let you know my pain..."

It's the man in front of me.

This man named Nangong Aotian, this man who occupies all Qingfeng's thoughts.

Let him, the proud man of heaven, feel the pain of heartbreak.

Now, he wanted to pay back to this man exactly, no, double.

Didn't he meet Qingfeng earlier than himself?

Isn't it just to take advantage of it?

Why...

Why can Qingfeng be with him in life and death?

Why can Qingfeng fall in love?

Why can Qingfeng be friends for life?

Why, why does he do all this?

His love for Qingfeng was no less than anyone else's, so why was it that Qingfeng ignored his love because of the man in front of him?

He said that he would not be soft-hearted just because he had saved him before. They were natural enemies and he would definitely kill him.

Even if the man himself isn't that annoying.

It's a pity that there can only be one sun between heaven and earth. All things should have only one common owner. There is only one person who can own the Qingfeng. Regardless of national hatred or personal grudges, this man is destined to be his enemy for life and cannot be his friend, just like the sun and the moon.

, irreconcilable."

"You deserve to die, deserve to die..."

Words filled with resentment and rage echoed through the hell-like torture chamber.

Accompanied by the cries of hatred, there was the sound of swishing whips, and the ferocious sound of almost broken bones, which continued to sound, making the torture chamber even more terrifying and bloody.

Everything is so cold.

Everything is so bloody.

The blood continued to splash as the whip was raised, and there was a strong smell of blood all around. The burning heat of the fire in the middle and the cold torture instruments formed a sharp contrast, making people's pupils and hairs shiver for no reason.

Nangong Aotian was instantly turned into a bloody man again, his flesh and blood shattered.

"Whoosh", there was another sound of a fierce steel whip being whipped.

Nangong Aotian's steel teeth bit his lower lip fiercely, and a burning pain spread in his chest.

His throat tumbled, and traces of fishy-sweet air swarmed into his chest, flowing everywhere.

Nangong Aotian gritted his teeth and lips and swallowed hard until the blood turned to his throat.

Traces of blood seeped out from the corners of Nangong Aotian's mouth, revealing a coquettish beauty.

Against his cold, frost-like cheeks, what came out was a kind of aloof dignity and aloofness that ignored everything.

No words, no taunts, no curses, no angry glares, not even a word.

Nangong Aotian just stared coldly with his eyes open, letting Nalan Qingyun take action.

It's like looking at an unreasonable child, or even like a strong man being indifferent to the loser.

This is the most unacceptable thing.

That kind of indifference is a completely powerful indifference.

The blood-red eyes were burning with the madness of a prairie fire. Nalan Qingyun looked at the cold and indifferent Nangong Aotian in front of him, and almost couldn't help but want to whip down this cold and arrogant man to death. He could no longer use this kind of method.

Look at him with a superior look.

However, how could you let this man go so easily?

How could he be tortured to death?

Besides, the queen mother said that she must leave him alive.

In Nangong Aotian's heart, the Queen of the Moon Kingdom was much smarter than the Emperor of the Moon Kingdom.

She said that if you take a breath, it will naturally help.

Naturally, he would not impulsively ruin his mother's plan.

"Come here, greet me well, greet me as much as you want. Greet me for every punishment in this execution room. The ghost king has a hard bone, so don't be merciful. Remember not to kill him, I want to

Keep it and play slowly."

Word by word, every word carries a biting chill.

His red eyes were ferocious as he waited for Nangong Aotian. He wanted to see if Nangong Aotian's bones were strong or if it was the Yue Kingdom's criminal law that was powerful.

If you have the guts to compete with him, you should have the skills not to fall into his hands.

Since he had no ability today and fell into his hands, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Beauty has always been a poisonous flower. If you don't have the ability, don't be contaminated.

"Yes!" An eerie reply sounded from both sides of him.

A jailer with a ferocious face and a cold body came forward with a cold smile, holding a burning red iron in his hand.

"Hiss", the red-hot soldering iron encounters the cold air, red stars are shooting out, and sparks are flying.

"Chi..." A sound that not only burned the flesh, but also the soul suddenly sounded.

Even someone as tough as Nangong Aotian couldn't help but take a breath of air.

His grandma, the feeling of being grilled is really uncomfortable.