Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Nangong Aotian's stern brows slightly raised, with a somewhat contented expression: "Stay with me and follow me back to the Moon Kingdom. When I feel better one day, maybe I will detoxify you."

When he said the last part, his voice gradually rose, and it was obvious that he was proud of this idea.

Qingfeng jumped up and looked coldly at Nangong Aotian in front of him. His eyes were as cold as glaciers, more like the depth and indifference of the night. This was a kind of indifference after being so powerful that he was filled with evil aura.

It poured out of her body in an instant, so cold that people could feel fear rising from the bottom of their hearts.

"Now, immediately!" She landed with a sound, holding the jade flute tightly in her right hand, and a smile burst out on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes at all, adding to her cold feeling and evil aura.

It was filled by three points more.

How could she be in the mood to follow him back to the damned Moon Kingdom? She was even less interested in waiting for him to be in a good mood. She wanted to detoxify immediately!

But who is Nangong Aotian? Naturally, he is not afraid of Qingfeng's coldness. He looked back at Qingfeng with the same cold eyes: "Impossible!"

Qingfeng raised her eyebrows coldly, and a sneer appeared in her eyes. She played the flute with her lips and moved her fingers quickly. A wind blade immediately shot towards Nangong Aotian's neck. It was as fast as lightning and it was impossible to dodge.

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Nangong Aotian did not expect that at this time, under such circumstances, Qingfeng could still take action, and was slightly stunned. However, he was the world-famous Ghost King, and his skills were as elusive as his title. In the urgent time, the entire

The man flipped into the air like a flying swallow soaring into the sky. His body jumped up at an incredible speed. The wind blade narrowly passed through his neck. If he had been half a minute late, he might have moved his head.

Seeing this, Qingfeng curled up the corner of her lips coldly, moved her lips, and continued to play the flute. One after another, the wind blades struck the man from all directions, fast, hard, and accurately.

"Young Master!" Jin Yi and Jin San saw this situation and immediately raised their swords and struck Qingfeng.

Seeing this, Qingfeng snorted coldly and glanced at Jin Yi and Jin San lightly: "I don't know what I can do!"

Just such a faint look made the two of them feel as if they were in an ice cellar. The coldness that penetrated their bones and penetrated their souls made them shudder.

What kind of eyes are these? There is no emotion at all, just coldness, murderousness and cruelty. If it were not an illusion, they would think these are the eyes of their young master.

They finally understood why their young master identified the girl in front of them as soon as they met each other - because she and the young master were the same person.

Proud and independent, cold and ruthless, this woman is strong, aloof, and iron-blooded, but she is also as lonely as their young master.

Therefore, their master fell in love with the girl in front of him at a glance. They were born to be a couple.

At this moment, the two of them had already agreed with Nangong Aotian's decision, and were deeply impressed by Qingfeng's cold and arrogant temperament. They also understood that if Qingfeng wanted to take their lives, based on the exhausted situation of the two of them at the moment,

I'm afraid I can't dodge it.

It was only their innate loyalty and innate surrender to Nangong Aotian that allowed them to rush into the circle surrounded by the wind blades with the sound of the flute without fear.

Even if they die, they cannot abandon the young master and ignore him. They are born for the young master.