Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian were standing on the edge of the abyss at the moment. If they were only a tiny distance away, they would be swallowed by the abyss.

However, on the other side of them, behind the boulder, a nervous-looking man stood there with a pale face.

His hand still maintained its outstretched posture, but it was separated by a deep ditch.

Now looking at Qingfeng and Nangong Aotian's affectionate appearance, his posture seems so ironic and ridiculous.

It was just one step away, just one step, such a small step, and he was late again.

Last time, he was late.

This time, he was one step behind Nangong Aotian.

Between them, he was always a step late.

Fate always plays tricks on him, and he is always the one who is late.

Time passes, God teases.

Nalan Qingyun looked at the two people who only had each other in their eyes. His heart was almost torn out by life, and was thrown into the icy cold pool to soak and freeze.

"hehe……"

A low and hoarse laugh suddenly rang out, and Nalan Qingyun laughed miserably as if he was possessed by a devil.

The violent vibrations loosened the restraints on Nangong Aotian's body a lot. He used his strength and used a clever technique to free himself from the restraints. He fell lightly to the ground.

As soon as he left the wooden stake, Qingfeng's body suddenly collapsed and fell down suddenly.

"Qingfeng! Qingfeng!"

Nangong Aotian hugged Qingfeng's body, his voice was shrill, despairing and broken, full of heart-wrenching fear.

Qingfeng's face was pale, whiter than the white clouds in the sky, but her breath was getting weaker and weaker, but she still tried hard to open her eyes and looked at the man hugging her with a weak expression.

Slowly curved the corners of his mouth, smiled softly, stretched out his cold fingers tremblingly, touched Nangong Aotian's equally pale face, his voice was low and hoarse, but so gentle, and smiled: "God, I finally found you

…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, as bright as a blossoming flower.

All the light in the world exploded at this moment, and a huge sting surged out in his heart. He raised his head suddenly, staring at the Queen of the Moon Kingdom in the distance ferociously like a nightmare, his voice was sharp, with a winter tone.

Han Rui, every word of resentment: "I want you to die——."

"Death - no - place for burial!"

There has never been a moment like this, when I wanted to cut a person into pieces.

Queen of the Moon Kingdom, she deserves to die!

The cold wind in the sky stirred up dust and smoke, and the Queen of the Moon Kingdom sneered: "I don't know who is going to die yet!"

Nangong Aotian backhand pushed the huge wooden pillar in front of him. The giant tree was like a dragon.

Suddenly, the rumbling sound suddenly sounded again, and everyone was stunned. However, before anyone could react, the soil under Nangong Aotian's feet suddenly collapsed. The force was so fierce that experts like Nangong Aotian had no time to do anything.

The next moment, he fell straight down the ravine.

"Qingfeng!"

"emperor!"

Several shouts suddenly rang out, but they were so far away that there was no time to save them.

"Qingfeng!" Nalan Qingyun shouted fiercely. In the electric light and flint, his body was like lightning, quickly crossing the ravine and catching Nangong Aotian's falling body.

He is the closest to Nangong Aotian.

"Qingyun!" The originally triumphant smiling face suddenly froze on her face. The Queen of the Moon Kingdom almost went crazy and shouted at Nalan Qingyun, feeling shocked, angry, hurt and afraid.

how so?

How could it be...

Nangong Mu and others were also stunned when they saw this scene.

Nalan Qingyun, Nalan Qingyun, actually...

Nalan Qingyun felt the soil he was clinging to loosen and slip away little by little. His eyes were fixed on Qingfeng.

He doesn't want to save Nangong Aotian, he never has.

But Nangong Aotian is gone, and so is his Qingfeng. How can he let it go?

Reluctant to let go...never...reluctant to let go...

"Qingyun, please let go, let go..." The Queen of the Moon Kingdom roared like a madman.

That was her son, how could he do such a thing? What would she do if something happened to him?

Why, this stupid son only has eyes for that woman, and can he ignore her as his mother?

Nalan Qingyun turned a deaf ear to the roar of the Queen of the Moon Kingdom, and just looked at Qingfeng intently.

That look seemed to carve Qingfeng deeply into my heart and soul.

Looking at her, I will never forget her for the rest of my life.

"Love madness!"

Seeing this scene, Situ Liang let out a rare serious sigh, which even an arrogant person like him was deeply shocked by.

Qingfeng obviously did not expect that Nalan Qingyun would be like this. After being stunned for a moment, he raised his head and faced Nalan Qingyun closely.

The madness and love in his eyes, the sadness with despair, such heavy affection, such deep love.

This man must have wanted to trade his life for the chance of survival for the two of them.

Her eyes met Nangong Aotian, and after sighing softly, she laughed softly.

Nangong Aotian's eyes moved and he smiled softly.

The two of them could see each other's plans in each other's eyes.

"Qingfeng, Aotian, what are you going to do?" Murong Fu was getting closer and immediately noticed something was wrong. He couldn't help but roared, and flew towards the ravine with his body like a swallow.

But before he could land by the ravine, Nangong Aotian sank and waved his left hand, pushing Nalan Qingyun away.

Nalan Qingyun, this time, he will not let him save him.

The pale face was filled with deep and gentle affection.

They live and sleep together, and die in the same cave. This time, there is only each other between them.

No one else!

The gravity of the earth acted instantly, and their bodies continued to fall downwards. Nalan Qingyun wanted to jump in, but countless hands behind him grabbed him. He could only watch the pair of people falling in, roaring

The sound sounds like crazy.

The darkness swallowed up the beautiful couple. Maybe it would be good to die holding hands like this.

Qingfeng smiled faintly and nestled against Nangong Aotian's chest: "I love you! And I can no longer owe Nalan Qingyun."

The word love hurts a lot. She owed Nalan Qingyun too much and didn't want to owe it anymore.

"Fool, I know." Nangong Aotian chuckled and whispered softly: "I love you too."

Deep love, no reason, dependence on each other for life and death, is not a happy thing.

How happy to have you with me on the road to hell!

"Why is this happening? How could this happen?" The Emperor of the Western Kingdom was so choked that he could hardly make a sound.

He finally recognized Qingfeng, how could it end like this?

How can one die?

Can't!