Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

He lifted a corner of the curtain of the carriage and looked out. When he saw clearly the person coming outside, his heart suddenly became tight!

It's him!

Seeing that Xuanyuan Qilin's face was wrong, Su Yueming looked out along the line of sight-

It’s Murong Canghai!

It seems that he has been here for a while.

I saw him standing on the tall and mighty white horse with a bow and arrow in his hand. He wore a golden crown and a mysterious purple robe, which made his slender and hard figure even more cold and arrogant.

And his face had no expression on his face, and his body exuded a charming and handsome voice.

His eyes were slow, like a sharp sword, falling on Su Yueming's body, like the cold and bright crescent moon in the night sky, revealing a faint cold cold. Under his arrogant and straight nose was his ruthless and cold lips.

It seems that just by raising your lips gently, you can destroy a world.

He Murong Canghai was born to be the God of Destruction!

Su Yueming looked at his gaze quietly, and she could have truly felt his slightly narrowed eyes exuding a dangerous aura and a strong unresolved anger.

Xuanyuan Qilin opened the carriage door and got off the carriage.

"The King of North Court..."

"Swoosh!"

However, he had just spoken and had no time to react. Suddenly, the bow and arrow in Murong Canghai's hand was like a beam of lightning, with lightning speed, and no one even saw clearly how he pulled the bow.

There was a whoosh.

I saw the arrow passing through the jade crown above Xuanyuan Qilin's head, and then shot it unbiasedly on the carriage, next to Su Yueming's head.

Suddenly, the air solidified.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe.

Only a slight difference, only a slight difference is that this arrow will hit Su Yueming's head! With his speed and strength, once he hits, he will definitely die!

Then, a slight click was heard-

The jade crown on Xuanyuan Qilin's head was divided into two pieces, and two pieces of broken jade fell down. One of his black hair scattered from the top of his head. After blowing, his hair floated high.

After a while, the sound of cracking wood was heard again, and the beam on the top of the carriage actually broke and fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage began to shake, the second cross-border, the third, the fourth...

One by one, and suddenly the entire carriage fell down.

Only Su Yueming sat in the middle of the carriage, without saying a word, as if she was not scared.

Xuanyuan Qilin was stunned. What a quick and accurate archery technique! According to legend, the archery technique of the North Court of the Qin Dynasty was unparalleled in the world. Although he only had a slight glimpse today, he also felt his terribleness.

"..." Murong Canghai raised the whip in his hand and whipped it hard. He heard the white horse raise its front hooves high and roaring to the sky.

Then he rode his horse forward, and the white dust behind him rose high, clearly whistling in the air.

His expressionless face locked Su Yueming tightly—

His horse galloped past the carriage, and a powerful aura came to his face like a flood, with an unstoppable momentum.

Xuanyuan Qilin subconsciously took a step back and headed to the side.

However--

"My Moonlight Girl!"

When the gust of wind blew, in the blink of an eye, he looked back and saw that Su Yueming had disappeared in the carriage!

The King of North Court snatched her away! He lifted the corner of the curtain of the carriage and looked out. When he saw clearly the person coming outside, his heart suddenly became tight!

It's him!

Seeing that Xuanyuan Qilin's face was wrong, Su Yueming looked out along the line of sight-

It’s Murong Canghai!

It seems that he has been here for a while.

I saw him standing on the tall and mighty white horse with a bow and arrow in his hand. He wore a golden crown and a mysterious purple robe, which made his slender and hard figure even more cold and arrogant.

And his face had no expression on his face, and his body exuded a charming and handsome voice.

His eyes were slow, like a sharp sword, falling on Su Yueming's body, like the cold and bright crescent moon in the night sky, revealing a faint cold cold. Under his arrogant and straight nose was his ruthless and cold lips.

It seems that just by raising your lips gently, you can destroy a world.

He Murong Canghai was born to be the God of Destruction!

Su Yueming looked at his gaze quietly, and she could have truly felt his slightly narrowed eyes exuding a dangerous aura and a strong unresolved anger.

Xuanyuan Qilin opened the carriage door and got off the carriage.

"The King of North Court..."

"Swoosh!"

However, he had just spoken and had no time to react. Suddenly, the bow and arrow in Murong Canghai's hand was like a beam of lightning, with lightning speed, and no one even saw clearly how he pulled the bow.

There was a whoosh.

I saw the arrow passing through the jade crown above Xuanyuan Qilin's head, and then shot it unbiasedly on the carriage, next to Su Yueming's head.

Suddenly, the air solidified.

Everyone didn't dare to breathe.

Only a slight difference, only a slight difference is that this arrow will hit Su Yueming's head! With his speed and strength, once he hits, he will definitely die!

Then, a slight click was heard-

The jade crown on Xuanyuan Qilin's head was divided into two pieces, and two pieces of broken jade fell down. One of his black hair scattered from the top of his head. After blowing, his hair floated high.

After a while, the sound of cracking wood was heard again, and the beam on the top of the carriage actually broke and fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage began to shake, the second cross-border, the third, the fourth...

One by one, and suddenly the entire carriage fell down.

Only Su Yueming sat in the middle of the carriage, without saying a word, as if she was not scared.

Xuanyuan Qilin was stunned. What a quick and accurate archery technique! According to legend, the archery technique of the North Court of the Qin Dynasty was unparalleled in the world. Although he only had a slight glimpse today, he also felt his terribleness.

"..." Murong Canghai raised the whip in his hand and whipped it hard. He heard the white horse raise its front hooves high and roaring to the sky.

Then he rode his horse forward, and the white dust behind him rose high, clearly whistling in the air.

His expressionless face locked Su Yueming tightly—

His horse galloped past the carriage, and a powerful aura came to his face like a flood, with an unstoppable momentum.

Xuanyuan Qilin subconsciously took a step back and headed to the side.

However--

"My Moonlight Girl!"

When the gust of wind blew, in the blink of an eye, he looked back and saw that Su Yueming had disappeared in the carriage!

The King of North Court snatched her away!