Die Shengfa stiffened from the pain.
The robe on the chest was stained red with blood.
She turned her head to the side, and found that the girl who was still smiling lowly by her side just now appeared behind her at some point.
The girl has enchanting eyebrows and eyes, pink lips and a slight smile, with an innocent and pure face.
But the actions in her hands were completely inconsistent with her expression.
The girl's hand moved slowly.
Die Shengfa only felt that the wound on his back seemed to be severed by some sharp weapon.
"Well!"
The sharp blade suddenly pulled away from her back.
Blood gushes out.
Lost support.
Die Shengfa's body fell heavily to the ground.
A distorted face, her facial features were almost invisible due to the pain.
Ye Qingluo gently shook the blood-stained dagger in his hand.
Ye Qingluo leaned over and looked down at Die Shengfa condescendingly: "This is the pain suffered by the shadow, and it's still ninety-nine knives short."
Die Shengfa was so painful that he almost fainted.
But the consciousness is clear, she can clearly feel the feeling of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh and bones,
Even, the sound of the sharp blade sinking into the bone can be heard.
Ninety-nine knives...
Repay a hundredfold
Does Ye Qingluo really want to stab her with a hundred knives? !
"Don't worry, within this hundred dollars, I won't let you die." Ye Qingluo smiled "kindly", "You should trust my medical skills."
Butterfly Saint's face is as dead ashes.
It's better to let her die!
Ye Qingluo smiled, but the expression on his face turned serious.
"The soldiers of Gufeng City, the disciples of the Emperor's Palace, and the leader who invaded Nanlan Continent have now been captured... Next, it's your battlefield!"
Her voice became more and more ethereal, following the wind, resounding through every corner of the battlefield.
The soldiers were on fire.
On the battlefield, they collided and fought again.
only…
This time, the situation was completely reversed.
The disciples of the Anyou Palace, the corpse puppets, were almost defeated.
"General, please imprison the leader of the team. Later, I will avenge... the remaining ninety-nine knives." Ye Qingluo looked at the general and smiled.
The reversal of the battle situation made the eyes of the always majestic general turn red.
He looked at Ye Qingluo solemnly, clenched his fists, and replied forcefully: "Madam Emperor, leave it to me! I will definitely look after her for you!"
Ye Qingluo smiled and said nothing.
When the general walked towards the inn with Die Shengfa in one hand.
Die Shengfa clearly heard the girl behind him, and said briskly to the man beside him: "The people in the Dark Palace are really stupid, they really think that with a wind chime, they can turn the common people against the water and let them capture the Nanlan Continent. Are they questioning your charm?"
The girl smiled again and continued: "Thanks to Fengling, we were able to solve the base of the Dark Palace so smoothly, and successfully took back the Nanlan Continent. Next time we meet, I must thank her well."
wind chime...
wind chime!
From the bottom of Die Shengfa's heart, he roared the name with resentment.
Seeing the general holding the Die Shengfa, he walked into the inn.
Ye Qingluo stopped his voice.
Di Moxuan lowered his eyes, staring at the girl holding his arm, slightly raised his lips: "What are you planning again?"
"Return the wind chime." Ye Qing's charming eyes curved, and her slender fingers poked God Mo Xuan's chest fiercely, "Why, does my heart hurt?"
Di Moxuan wrapped her fingers with his big palm, and his voice was calm but gentle: "Well, my heart hurts."
Ye Qingluo's smile faded, and his hands began to struggle: "Good, you Emperor Moxuan! How dare you feel sorry for other women?!"
"I love you dearly." Di Moxuan leaned down and kissed her next to the ear.