Yan Qingya was stunned, looked down at the sword in her chest, then raised her head slowly, looking at Mu Qianyue in front of her, her pupils could not help shrinking, she gritted her teeth, and roared in a low voice, “Mu Qianyue, are you? When did you come?”
“It’s been a long time, when you said you wanted to sleep with my husband, it’s a pity, no matter what despicable method you use, my husband won’t give you a second look, not in the past life, not in this life, not in the next life. Not even! You are destined to be a poor creature living in darkness and pain!”
The corners of Mu Qianyue’s lips curled into a stern look, she clenched the sword in her hand, and exerted force, the sword of death directly penetrated her chest and pierced out.
A look of humiliation and anger surged on Yan Qingya’s face. A majestic force surged out of her body, and she even bounced Mu Qianyue and the Death Sword.
The unparalleled power directly popped out of Mu Qianyue, and the slender and beautiful figure drew a thrilling arc in the air, and then fell into a warm embrace, and the familiar scent of snow lotus rushed towards her.
“Miss, why are you here?”
The man’s gentle and surprised expression sounded above her head, and she raised her head to meet Nalan Jing’s tender purple eyes.
Mu Qianyue didn’t answer his question, but looked up, only to find that Yan Qingya had disappeared, her eyes flashed, and she ran away again! !
“My lady, my lady…” Nalanjing saw that she was ignoring him, and shouted twice.
Mu Qianyue raised her head and looked at him with dissatisfaction. Nalanjing couldn’t help but feel guilty, she stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms around her waist, “Miss, what’s the matter with you?”
“Nalan Jing, do you still consider me your wife?”
“Naturally she is my wife Nalan Jing, not only in this life, but also in the next life and in the next life!” Nalan Jing put his fingers together, swearing to the sky, with a very serious and determined look, his eyes welled up The moving affection seems to be able to melt in general.
“Then why did you sneak out alone? Don’t you know that this woman is very cunning? What if you get hurt? What should I do? What about Jiujiu and Xiaoling?” In the City of Dreams The scene that happened reappeared in her mind, making her unable to hold back, and her heart was full of panic.
She didn’t even dare to think about such a scene!
After realizing that Nalan Jing was not in the room, she quickly quit her cultivation state and chased after him with his breath, and she didn’t even dare to delay for a moment.
Na Lanjing’s heart was relieved. It turned out that she was worried about this matter. A faint smile formed on the corner of her lips. She hugged her tightly in her arms, closed her eyes, and sniffed her own The breath, so beautiful, so peaceful.
“Miss, as a man, I should protect you, don’t worry, she can’t hurt me now with her strength!”
“You must promise me! Don’t do this again in the future, or I’ll never care about you again!” Mu Qianyue raised her head from his arms, her dark eyes staring at him tightly.
“Okay, I promise you.” Nalanjing’s lips curved into a helpless look.
……
In the Yanhuang Palace, Yan Qingya’s fair face was ashen, and the red blood stained her dress, but she didn’t realize it, her eyes were full of anger and jealousy.
“Damn Mu Qianyue, she actually hurt me! I will never let you go!”
A suffocating pain came from her chest. It was a wound caused by an artifact. Even if she took the healing medicine, it would not heal so quickly. What is the pain in the chest? That **** woman dared to laugh at her! !
“Qingya, you are injured. You should find a way to heal it first.” Yan Fengxie’s soul emerged from the ring and looked at her with a worried and distressed expression.
“What is this injury? Hmph, Mu Qianyue, you’d better not fall into my hands, or I’ll make your life worse than death!” Yan Qingya said angrily through gritted teeth.
Yan Fengxie’s eyes narrowed, “Qingya, why are you always so full of hatred? Mu Qianyue and Nalan Jing are a couple in love, not to mention Nalan Jing doesn’t love you at all, no matter what you are No matter how hard you try, you can’t get into the world of the two of them, so why do you make yourself so bruised?”
“What do you know?”
Wearing Yan Qingya was furious, she raised her head and stared at him angrily and fiercely, “Yan Fengxie, if you dare to talk to me like this next time, don’t blame me for not remembering the old feelings!”
Yan Fengxie opened her mouth, but she didn’t say the words behind her, her eyes drooped slightly, a look of gloom flashed in her eyes, and she moved back into the ring on her finger.
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In the early morning of the next day, Cang Ming walked into the room with a dignified expression, looked at Nalan Jing and said, “Master, they are here, but some people seem to be unwilling to obey you.”
Na Lanjing stood up, and under the slender and slender white clothes, he looked more and more cold and arrogant, and there was a deep cold light in his purple eyes, “All obedience comes from strength.”
Looking up at Mu Qianyue, “Madam, let’s go.”
Mu Qianyue narrowed her eyes when she heard the words. Who were Cang Ye talking about? Could it be those people from the Yanhuang Empire?
Without stopping, Chu Tiange also followed Nalanjing out of the inn.
The Ming Pavilion is located in a relatively secret place in Yanhuang City. At this time, there are five handsome young men and women standing in the courtyard.
“Yan Xia, are you not mistaken? What do you want to do by pulling us here early in the morning?”
He is a descendant of the Yanhuang clan, and his name is Yanli. Although he is not a prince, he is also the prince of Li Wangfu today. His status is extremely noble, and his treatment is not much different from that of the prince. What is more important is that his cultivation talent is excellent, and his bloodline purity has reached the eighth rank.
In the Yanhuang Empire, people who can reach the eighth rank are quite remarkable.
After all, their Yanhuang clan is not the real Yanhuang bloodline, so it is very good to have such a high rank!
“Yeah, what’s the matter, you have to come here to tell me? Do you really want to submit to that person?” The only woman among the group frowned unhappily.
The other two men didn’t speak, but their slightly frowned brows indicated what they were thinking at this time.
The man known as Yan Xia smiled and said, “Today I will officially take you to meet the future master.”
“Master?”
Yan Li sneered with disdain, with a strong sneer between his eyebrows, “That is, you Yan Xia can’t wait to surrender your identity, recognize others as masters, and be willing to be a slave!”
The other three were silent about the author, apparently tacitly acquiescing to Yan Li’s words.
Yan Xia clenched his fist, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes quickly, “Yan Li, don’t forget that ten thousand years ago, he was the true master of our Yanhuang clan, the last **** of war! He is the Emperor Yan who controls this world! “