Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"Just the legend, I don't believe it." Qing Feng shook his head, and his voice was indeed firm: "I'm looking for Aotian, I will find Aotian!"

It is not because she does not believe in Nalan Qingyun, but to find this so -called Broken Nine -Sky Wonderland entrance, she will never believe that Nangong Aotian can't enter.

He said that there is no place where he can't go in this world.

If he never came in, where would he be?

She would rather believe that he fell down with herself, but he didn't want to believe it. He would go to a place without her.

She hesitated a bit, pulled out the sharp dagger and put it on the hands of Nalan Qingyun: "Take care!"

Life and death depend on each other, it is never a empty talk.

"Wait a minute, I'll accompany you!" Nalan Qingyun's voice was low, and the dagger in his hand returned to Qingfeng, shook his head slowly, and said lightly and firmly: "I accompany you to find him."

Although I can't be a lover who loves you for a while, I can't look at you to find that person with my body.

Even at this moment, heartache, jealousy, entangled in my heart, but still unable to watch you leave.

His love for the woman in front of him is so deep, so heavy, even he has never expected that when he is so deep that he can repeatedly violate his heart.

He stubbornly didn't think about it, stubbornly didn't think about it, thinking that she was the woman who had guarded the three years.

I thought this would move her heart one day.

He has been deceiving himself, but today he finally waited for this moment. The scabbing wound was torn away by a manner, even blood with blood, painting the bone marrow.

Qingfeng, do you know?

At this moment, how jealous I am Nantong Aotian.

I am so jealous of him.

But I can't wait to take the cowardly self and strangle alive!

Live, strangle alive!

The lonely back, across her, folded the faint fire, his figure was so long, so long, with the ancient loneliness, and deep loneliness.

Qing Feng looked at the lonely and lonely figure, opened his mouth, and wanted to refuse, but he was stunned. If he couldn't say anything, when he reached the tip of the tongue, he finally swallowed, but dragged heavily, followed by step by step, followed by step by step.

he.

Nalan Qingyun, so deep, how can I repay?

How to repay?

In the darkness, Nalan Qingyun has been silent, always facing his back to Qingfeng, hiding his face in the dark, and letting the silent cold tears falling along his handsome face.

The shout gradually gathered into a broken tear, shouting on his cold skin.

He walked silently and tough, maintaining the only dignity left in the last.

How do you want to ask the woman behind you, why can't you fall in love with me?

His intention to her, isn't it obvious enough?

Are you just because of guilty to me?

However, after all, I don't want to say anything, just walking step by step.

One step, one step, go to the man who makes him jealous.

In the dark, both of them were very tired, as if they had experienced life and death, and they lost their lively beating power.

No food for a long time, the energy in the body disappears little by little.

"Take a break!" Nalan Qingyun's voice was calm and there was no wave.

"Okay!" She responded, her legs were heavy like a lead. At this moment, she had no power.

Nalan Qingyun ordered a bunch of fires, looking for some wild wolves to come back, picking the skin, and slowly grilling on the fire.

Even if this action is done, he will make him full of picturesque, and the impossible is moving.

The aroma slowly spread out, and the squeaky oil dripped on the fire little by little, making a moving sound. Perhaps because of the fire pile, people could feel the warmth.

Qingfeng curled up on the wolf skin processed by Nalan Qingyun, because it was too tired, her eyes closed, and her eyes gradually fell into deep sleep.

The gorgeous face is reflected by the light of the fire. The thick eyelashes are glowing with a faint golden color, fair skin, melon seed face, and Qiong's nose.

In the eyes of Nalan Qingyun, the cold and noble face couldn't help but slightly moving. Perhaps in such a desolate and dark paint, he could cover her quiet and watch her greedily.

Qingfeng never lay beside him quietly.

She should trust him in her heart!

Nalan Qingyun looked at her, and his mind was a little stunned, as if he had been trapped like this, and he had been here, and it was an excellent thing.

Excellent, excellent things.

If it is forever at this moment, how good it should be.

The Baiyun in the sky, the innocent king, suddenly outlined the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

Such a smile has been for a long time, and it hasn't appeared on his face for a long time.

Perhaps he doesn't know how long it is.

The fire was crackling and burned, and occasionally a trace of Mars burst out. It fell on his hand, but it didn't feel pain, but felt unusually warm.

I don't know how long I slept, and Qing Feng woke up. In this sense, she slept unusually unsatisfactory, nightmares one by one, wrapped around her.

So that when she opened her eyes, she thought that she was in a dream until she really woke up with a pair of deep eyes like the sea.

It turns out that all this is not a dream.

Gently spit out, she sat up slowly, giving him a smiley face that could be called a smile.

It is just an extremely small action, but it is a warmth that cannot be expressed in thousands of words.

Nalan Qingyun looked at her faint smile, and a warm feeling appeared in her heart.

His cold face, a little more mild, lowered his head, and continued to grill the fresh meat on the dagger.

In the face of her warm smile, he was suddenly speechless, and he couldn't say anything.

After a long time, after a burnt smell passed to his nose fiercely, he fell back to God, and he was in a hurry, and he subconsciously reached out to get it, but he didn't want to be scalded immediately. He immediately returned to his hand.

Qingfeng wanted to laugh in her heart, and she was the first time she saw Nalan Qingyun.

This man is noble as a loud moon, and the holy is like a white cloud.

However, at this moment, she felt that he was so lively and so real.

All his sharpness, all pride, and all the decisions are actually just a man who chases love.

He is just a man who lacks warm.

At this moment, Qingfeng really understood the heart of Nalan Qingyun for his first.

But it is a heart that is eager to be cherished.