The smell of blood, the strong smell of blood!

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at five young men and girls who were named as waste like her, imprisoned in a large wooden box, and threw themselves into the circle of the second-level spirit beast Snow Leopard.

More than thirty snow spirit leopards were staring at it, and the hanging box stopped three feet from the bottom of the pit. After the box door opened, the box was slanted, and five young men and women stumbled to the ground with their protective short swords.

The leopards roared, deafening, and rushed in like an avalanche... A girl was so scared that her feet were weak and she was waiting to die immediately. A young man waved his short sword with his eyes red, and he rushed into the group of leopards. He had only time to mark a scar on a snow spirit leopard, and was rushed up by countless snow spirit leopards. His limbs flew across the board for a moment, and his corpse was gone in an instant! Only a bloody head was left, with unwilling eyes open, staring at the man who was as casual as a banished immortal at the railing at the top of the pit.

The three of them left fled in all directions, but how far can they run out so big? The broken crying was drowned in the deafening roar of the leopard group...

This is a unilateral massacre, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the only way to lose is only a millisecond.

In the leopard pit, a man wearing a golden crown and a mysterious suit, stroking the railing, staring at the tragic scene in front of him, his chest undulating and his eyes shining. His gentle face was filled with harmless smiles from humans and animals, and many girls accidentally indulged in his smile. But who knew that the Emperor Yan Chitian of the Western Fire Kingdom, the youngest peak fighting emperor in the Jinqian Continent, had slaughtered millions of people in the enemy country while talking and laughing.

Human life has always been an ant in his eyes, and there are only two types of people around him, available and unusable waste people. The fate of waste people is to feed the mysterious beasts, because the emperor likes to hear the waste people screaming in despair before their death. He likes to see them being eaten by the mysterious beasts, and their corpses are gone!

The scream finally stopped. Yan Chitian turned sideways, held Ling Xiaoxiao with one hand, glanced at her sideways so scared that her blood was gone, and Ling Xiaoxiao, whose face was whiter than a ghost, glanced at her. A hint of contempt and disgust flashed in her warm eyes. The voice was gentle like honey-stuffed sugar. "My kiss queen, are you scared?"

Breaking cold!

At this moment, the sun shone brightly and the breeze was blowing warmly across Ling Xiaoxiao's body. But Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but tremble. This man is a devil!

Ling Xiaoxiao tried hard to squeeze out a stiff smile, her voice a little dry: "Their death can make the emperor happy, and Xiaoxiao is also very happy."

"Is that right?" Yan Chitian's eyes flashed a little bit of precision. A month ago, he, a 10-year-old waste queen, was so scared that he fainted immediately when watching the "show". Today, the horror of the past reappeared. Not only did she persist for so long, but she also said such "concertainty" words, which really surprised him.

He pointed his fingers slightly coldly and hooked Xiaoxiao's chin, raised them slightly, looking at Xiaoxia's slightly tender and beautiful face, and his voice was infinitely gentle: "I feel so kind after love. I am very comforted. I am going to stay in seclusion for a while. During this period, you must practice hard and learn more about being a wife with Madam Zhang. Do you know?"

A cold current rushed straight from the soles of her feet. Ling Xiaoxiao tightly held the hand hidden in her sleeve. Her knuckles turned white because she tried her best to control her despair that was about to collapse, and said with a look of "intoxication": "I will definitely study hard, even if I die for you, I am willing."

Listening to Ling Xiaoxiao's crisp and ignorant voice, Yan Chitian raised his eyebrows and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.

"What a good queen of mine." Yan Chitian chuckled, his thin lips imprinted on Xiao Xiao's face like a dragonfly. His smile was so perfect and fascinating, but the suspicion that flashed through his eyes could not escape Xiao Xiao's eyes.

He finally had to attack her and treat her as a furnace that absorbed the ultimate fire. Xiaoxiao knew that the day they joined the house was also the time for her death to die. He always married her because there was an extreme flame hidden in her body. He always treated her as a furnace that practiced martial arts. She knew.

Looking at his figure as he was leaving, Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and her long eyelashes covered the sharpness and hatred in her eyes. She wiped her face with her hands over and over again. It was like a lick of a snake from a poisonous snake, which was very disgusting.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao cursed the sky for the first time in her heart: You are not open. Didn’t I just write a bad review in the book review area of ​​a fantasy meat article? As for the fantasy text that let me travel through this tricky fantasy text, I was about to be regarded as a waste queen of the practice furnace and tripod by the unscrupulous emperor? The ending given to her in the book is: when she was married, she was sucked into a mummy, and then she was thrown into the leopard circle by the illegitimate emperor, and the corpse was gone!!

She can't accept this ending of cheating! She doesn't play like this!

Ling Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and looked at the high sun above the palace walls through her fingers, with her eyes shining brightly. She secretly swears in her heart: Who said that fate is determined by heaven? If heaven does not give me, then I will be a crazy queen who goes against the will!!

So what if the emperor is, so what if I wear cannon fodder? Sooner or later, my destined cannon fodder will kill you and create a counterattack miracle that belongs to cannon fodder!

It was not until Yan Chitian's Junya's figure disappeared that Ling Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze and ordered lightly: "Go back to the palace." The sound was not loud, but it had a sense of majesty.

The Leopard Cult is located in Wanzhou Garden on the west side of the palace. Although it is full of blood, peach trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the fragrant snow is like the sea. After leaving the garden, a 10-meter-wide bluestone road extends along the red palace wall to the distance.

The close-fitting female official Nian'er helped Lin Xiaoxiao walk towards the Yuanmen. While walking, she secretly looked at Ling Xiaoxiao with suspicious eyes. The queen was the same as before, with bright eyes and white teeth, her skin was shattered, her big pink and blue eyes were seductive, and her long pink and blue hair was very cute and looked like a harmless white rabbit. But this kind of queen actually made her, the master of Yuxuan, fearful.

However, this waste queen had never been so arrogant in the past. Since she witnessed several teenagers being eaten by leopards last month, she was scared and awakened, her people have become a little different.

In the past, she could play with the little queen in her palms in just a few words, but since the little queen killed a vicious servant who deceived the master, she, the personal female official, dared not act rashly anymore.

Nian'er didn't know that this person has two magic powers, ice and fire, and the fire magic power is also the ultimate fire owner of the King of Ten Thousand Fires. He has already changed his core. The one in front of him is Ling Xiao, a special instructor in the military region. All her teammates trained by her were tortured to death by her, but every team member she took out is an elite with a screaming business quality. Moreover, if anyone who doesn't have eyes and violates her registered disciples, he must be prepared to be disgraced. Because, all those who are recognized by the Crazy Queen are included in the Crazy Queen's protection scope and become her reverse scale. Her mind and means of regulating people are higher than her skills.

A dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it will die! This is the mad queen of the most affectionate nature.

When we left the garden, four big men in palace uniforms were waiting there, carrying a small sedan chair. They bowed their heads and knelt down respectfully, waiting for Ling Xiaoxiao to get on the sedan chair.

The palace stipulates that only after serving in the harem, the concubines in the harem can sit on the phoenix chasing and move into the main palace. Therefore, Leng Xiaoxiao, who is only ten years old, now lives in Qifeng Pavilion. Although she is the queen's name, her food, clothing and expenses are shabby. Even the palace is close to the Leng Palace.

Ling Xiaoxiao was just about to get into the sedan chair with Nian'er's support, and then she heard a delicate and sticky voice coming from behind: "Oh, my sister is a queen, how can she sit in such a small sedan chair? My imperial phoenix chassis is big enough. If Meng Buqie, I will move my phoenix chassis and let my sister give you a ride?"

Ling Xiaoxiao straightened her waist and slowly turned around. She glanced lightly at the phoenix and caught up with her. The beauty with a half-exposed breasts and a demonic smell all over her body, her pink lips as tender as flower petals curled a sarcastic smile. A murderous intent flashed through her eyes.

Guipin Lin, the arrogant heroine in the original work, often bullies and frames her cannon fodder queen. Ling Xiaoxiao sneered in her heart, wait, change starts with regulating you!
Chapter completed!