The leader was in a mess, and the sky was shaking. What kind of person had he offended?
"Don't worry, Mayor Qingliu doesn't have a good relationship with her. Even if Ye Qingge wants to use his strength, it won't be your turn, Brother Li." The guard said again.
The leader quickly said yes, finally feeling at ease.
It’s just that these words, why do they sound more awkward the more you hear them?
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Qingge entered the mayor's mansion on his horse, narrowed his eyes lazily, and rushed to the place where the sound of the green willow had just sounded.
a house.
The windows on both sides of the house were airtight, and the interior was nailed with crossbars. The sharp ends of the nails penetrated the wood and were exposed through the windows.
The door is half open, with a yellow Taoist talisman on it, which is strange, gloomy and frightening.
The smell of decay seeped out from the house, making it nauseating. Centered around the house, all the weeds and flowers in the surrounding area had withered, and were covered with purple and black colors when they withered.
The sky was overcast and the air was heavy and oppressive.
Qingge's gaze retracted and fell on the door. The coldness flowed, and it was extremely ferocious!
It seems that Ji Yue's disappearance is indeed related to Qingliu.
"Miss Ye, since you're here, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?" Qingliu's voice was sometimes cold, sometimes charming and unpredictable.
Singing softly like a dormant leopard, she was heavily guarded, and her whole body was tense like a string. She turned over and dismounted, crying blood in her dragon robe, and walked into the house with steady steps.
Qingliu is full of tricks, so be extremely careful.
Qingge raised her hand, pushed open the door, and quietly pulled out the evil energy from the twenty-fifth tendons to cover her body, just in case.
If an accident occurs, it is best to fight back quickly without giving anyone a chance to breathe.
The house was dark and dim, with no sunlight visible. When she walked in, the door strangely closed automatically, and a sinister wind seemed to stir up three thousand white hairs behind her.
The corner of Qingge's eyes flashed with a cold light. She glanced at the door behind her and took a step forward.
Finally, his eyes fell on the charming woman on the bed.
Qingliu was dressed in sickly white clothes. The clothes above the girdle were slightly open, and the snow-white softness was vaguely visible, like ink green silk hanging casually. Her eye sockets were sunken, and her eyes were dull and dull. The hatred that flashed from time to time made people jump.
Half of Qingliu's face was completely rotten!
Her body is extremely thin, no, it can no longer be described as thin, only a layer of skin and bones is left.
"I miss you so much after not seeing you for so many days." Qingliu smiled strangely, and when he saw Qing Ge, his eyes seemed to have a little sparkle.
After finishing speaking, Qingliu coughed violently, and all his internal organs were coughed out.
Qingge asked with a cold face and lowered her voice, "Where is he?"
"He? Isn't that the fox you are talking about?" Qingliu Yanran.
The Qingge is fierce!
Sure enough! Here in Qingliu!
"Where is he?" Qingge walked to the bedside, swung the Mingwang Sword in his hand, and placed the sharp blade in front of Qingliu's neck.
Qingliu smiled instead of being angry, without any fear in his eyes, "Do you care about this fox?"
"Where?"
Qing Ge's face was as pale as frost, veins popped out on the back of her hands, and her temples were twitching. She stared at the frail woman on the bed, her murderous intention not diminishing but increasing.
"Do you love him?" Qingliu's voice suddenly dropped.
Qing Ge pursed her lips tightly, her eyes bleeding.
Qingliu didn't seem to see the murderous intent in Qing Ge's eyes, and laughed crazily. The two ounces of white meat on her chest shook wildly due to her excitement. She laughed, coughing and laughing at the same time, panting from laughter.
Ignoring the Mingwang sword lying across his neck, blood flowed down along the sword.
The white clothes gradually turned into bright red.
"It seems that you really love him." Qingliu smiled mockingly, "Ye Qingge, Ye Qingge, you are so stupid!"
"You have been brilliant and smart all your life, but you were confused for a while. You actually fell in love with a spiritual beast. Do you know the price of falling in love with a beast?" Qingliu's body was twisted under the sword of King Ming, and her neck was covered with dripping blood.
Her eyes widened, her white eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes, her eyes were about to burst, and her eyes were wide open, "You will die badly, not well! Do you know?" She roared towards Qing Ge.
Qing Ge suddenly lowered his upper body and faced her face to face. His breath was fierce and his voice was sinister, "Don't you think you're going to die a bad death now?"
Qingliu's ferocious body suddenly froze, as stiff and cold as a corpse.
She stared at Qingge, suddenly became fierce, and wanted to bite Qingge's ear. Qingge frowned, straightened up with the Mingwang Sword, and stepped back. Qingliu missed her and fell to the ground.
"Do you want to die? Me?" Qingliu smiled, "If you don't go, the person you fall in love with, oh, no, is a beast, he will die."
Qingge makes your body feel cold.
"Ye Qingge, have you ever heard the sound of a beast's bones breaking?"
"You don't know how funny it is to see the soul of your spirit beast, that fox, struggling in the fire of purgatory."
"I heard that at midnight, you take a sharp knife and cut off the skin of the spiritual beast to make a spiritual leather jacket. It will look absolutely cool when you wear this spiritual leather jacket and fight!"
"You know, I took four thousand embroidery needles used by women to mend clothes, and pierced them all along the pores of his body. Unfortunately, Qingshi Town is such a big place, and I couldn't find it even if I searched from house to house.
Only four thousand could be found."
"It's such a pity that it didn't penetrate his body completely."
"..."
Later, Qing Liu said something else, but Qing Ge couldn't remember any of it. Her brain was hot and hot, and the tingling sensations in her brain made her collapse. She clenched her hands tightly, knowing that she could take the enemy's lead among thousands of troops.
Level, but at this moment, even the standing body is gone.
Her eyes widened, and the darkness in front of her was like a bottomless pit. She only saw Qingliu lying helplessly on the ground, her cherry red lips opening and closing, saying something.
It turns out that words can kill like swords.
Qingge would rather suffer the pain of reincarnation and the pain of broken tendons than listen to Qingliu's words.
But Qingliu kept talking, and every sound was like a sharp knife scratching Qing Ge.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that I tied him to a prison cart, pierced his limbs with iron nails, and asked the guards to take him to the streets. I also said that this was a evil fox that would bring bad luck to Qingshi Town. As long as he
Each of them can give him a knife and the bad luck can be eliminated."
"Ye Qingge, I really should show you how bloody the scene was when the people in Qingshi Town slaughtered him..."
Bang!
The knife penetrated Qingliu's shoulder blade and disappeared into the floor beneath him.
Qingge's eyes were scarlet, and there seemed to be blood demon flowers blooming in her pupils. The river of blood was rolling. She looked as ferocious as a devil. Even if the devil was here, she would not dare to confront her head-on.
The pain of the flesh being cut open and the bone marrow being pierced made Qingliu's body tremble. She opened her mouth wide and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then it sprinkled on her face.
Qingge went crazy, her eyes were red, and she shouted angrily: "Where is he?"