Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

But at a glance, then coldly bowed his head, and the corner of his mouth was always expressionless.

Qingfeng said nothing, but the breath of his body became more indifferent.

"I will take you to see Nangong Aotian." On the face of Queen Yue Guo Senhan, a sneer flashed.

Since her son is reluctant to do it, let her be the mother's shot, and break his last trace of thought.

The eyebrows are deep, looking towards a distance, the bottom of the eyes is murderous.

This time, she had to let this Qingfeng who did not know the height of the sky to experience it, and offended her end.

Qingfeng frowned, and for the first time, she was uneasy: What did she want to do in this crazy woman?

Under the feet, I followed the Queen of the Moon without hesitation.

Cangfeng whispered, the airflow was cold.

In the darkest part of the Moon Kingdom Palace, the breath of killing was permeated in the air, and countless dark beylum birds flew over. If the desperate voice was the ghost of the night, leaving a sullen voice in the air.

The wind blew Qingfeng's robe, and the cold breath wrapped her thin but firm body. The strong love in her heart rolled in the bone marrow.

The sky was gloomy, the wind swept the earth, and rolled the dust of the sky, like the most sharp sword, hitting people fiercely.

Qingfeng led himself, and confronted the people of the Moon Kingdom on the back of the palace of the Moon Kingdom.

No wonder the Yueguo Palace failed to find the figure of Nangong Aotian. It turned out that he was not in the palace at all.

There are the altars of the moon on the mountain, and the figures that are tied to the altar at this moment are particularly eye -catching.

The shirt is broken, blood, bruises all over the body, messy black hair, but without diminishing the ghost king's murderousness.

Even at this moment, the broken body still brought the murder of the gods and ghost kings, indifferent.

It's God, it's her God.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry ... I'm late ... I'm late ...

Qingfeng watched Nangong Aotian tied up on the wooden pillar of the giant sky, and his heart was cut like the most sharp knife, but his complexion was still cold, but it was hidden in the sleeve.

Hands, instantly tightly held into a fist, crystal nails stabbed the palm, but the pain of Sisi could not be passed in her heart.

This damn woman actually hurt her sky like that.

Damn, her god was actually injured like this.

In my heart, I knew that Aotian was on the hands of this damn woman. There was definitely no good fruit to eat.

However, when you really see it, your heart will still hurt.

She, how can she treat her day.

Qingfeng stood not far from the huge wooden pillars, the white shirt fluttered, the eyebrows were cold, and the cold face was even more frosty, with the coldness of swallowing people and the anger of spraying thin backlogs.

The queen of the country looked at Qing Feng coldly and found that the woman did not change her face from beginning to end, and could not help but show a cold hum.

Really ruthless woman, I really don't know what her silly son values ​​what this woman has.

However, as long as her son likes it, whether it is human or thing, she will do everything to prepare for him.

She looked at the Queen Moon coldly and drank coldly: "Let him go!"

The Queen of the Moon smiled lowly, with a sharp voice with the cold ice of the ice, as if he heard the most funny joke in the world, she raised her head gently, facing the master of the Yue Guo behind the huge wooden pillar.

A look.

The master nodded, his feet stomped on the ground, and a "snap" sounded, the wooden pillars suddenly sinking around, and countless burning bear torches came out of the ground.

In the strong flames, the pale complexion of Nangong, the flying ink hair seemed particularly obvious.

Qingfeng could even clearly see the blood stains on his face.

The long wind suddenly rises.

Nangong Aotian's long hair danced in the sky, and the wings of the crickets were like countless black butterflies, waving the dry wings, dancing gorgeous under nine days.

The dancing black hair seemed to be inextricably linked, drilling into her heart for no reason, tingling.

Pain, the pain in her heart, let her deep eyes deep, cold chestnuts.

Nangong Aotian, who has always been unconscious, was suddenly like God's assistance.

The pain in the body was like a poisonous snake bite. Even if he felt painful and endangered by death, he was numb. At this moment, he woke up but was attacked.

However, it was huge pain, but he couldn't enter his heart.

He was difficult and opened his eyes slowly.

The four eyes are far away, and all things in the world have become nothing at this moment.

Nothing can enter his eyes, nothing will exist.

In his eyes, there was only the Qingfeng who looked at each other.

His phoenix is ​​so thin, but so arrogant and cold.

It's her, she, she is here.

His lover came, and finally stood in front of him.

His phoenix is ​​in front of his eyes.

Heart, it was as sweet as honey, he opened his eyes and opened his eyes, just wanted to see the woman in front of him clearly.

All the pain has been far away, and the fire under his feet can almost ignore him.

He just looked at Qingfeng fixedly, that was always cold as a knife, proud and indifferent eyes, staring out for a long time, only the affection of no complaints, no regrets, and only seeing the joy of the lover.

Look at each other, watch far away.

At a glance.

After looking at her eyes, Qing Feng kept watching Nangong Aotian, who had never moved half a point, watched the strong affection revealed by his eyes, and looked at his unsightly joyful look.

Looking at his blood, the corner of his mouth gradually outlined the curved arc.

The nails that she pierced into the palm felt sticky.

The waves on the face are unwilling, but the heart ...

At this moment, she almost felt the pain of Nangong Aotian.

The teeth bite tightly. She doesn't know how much power has used to keep herself indifferent to her face.

She can't show a little sound, otherwise not only can she not save Nangong Aotian, but also hurts him.

The Queen of the Moon will use Nangong Aotian to throw her. This, she has already thought of it.

Therefore, she cannot shake, and she cannot show a trace of clues.

But, but ...

"I want me to let him go, yes." A cold look appeared on the face of the Queen Moon: "As long as you promise me a condition."

The Queen of the Moon said, "I want you to be a woman in Qingyun."

It is not the princess of the moon, because this ruthless woman does not match.

Qingyun can't let go, but because it is not obtained.

In this case, she helped this son to get it, and then, abandoned!