"Mu Chen, you're not letting go, are you?" Long Yao's face lit up when he saw Qingyan nodding. He rushed over and grabbed Mu Chen's hand that was holding Qingyan's.
"Let go!" Mu Chen was extremely displeased when he saw Long Yao's actions. He roared hoarsely. At the same time, he turned the hand that Qingyan was twisting, and Qingyan felt a sharp pain. He looked at Mu Chen with hatred and couldn't believe it.
He treated her like this. Did he want to break her hand off?
"You!" Long Yao was shocked by Mu Chen's actions. Looking at the pale face of the young senior sister, he gritted his teeth and pushed Mu Chen's hand away. Long Yao pushed Mu Chen's hand harder, and Mu Chen...
He twisted Qingyan's hand even more.
"Crack." A clear voice sounded, and Long Yao's handsome face suddenly darkened. Damn it, Mu Chen actually broke off the little senior sister's hand? "Mu Chen, I'll kill you!" He waved angrily.
It struck towards Mu Chen's heart. The move was cruel, domineering and powerful. For a moment, Mu Chen had to let go of Qingyan's hand and fight with Long Yao.
"Empress..." Kong Youyou looked at Qingyan's left hand hanging down in horror. As a medical officer, she immediately knew how cruel Mu Chen was. Seeing Qingyan like a doll without a soul, Kong Youyou couldn't bear it.
Called out.
The sky and the earth seemed to be eclipsed. I don't know if it was due to the occasion, but suddenly there was a thunderous thunder in the originally cloudless sky, and the dark clouds covered the sky. They pressed down towards the palace. The autumn wind danced wantonly, and the fallen leaves were flying. Her eyes were full of beauty.
He raised his head helplessly, his eyes blank.
Today, I am playing with people's hearts like this. Then I am going against heaven.
If this person is so cruel to my heart, I will eat my soul.
Open the paper and lay it flat on the table. Qingyan raised the pen with her right hand. She took one last look at Mu Chen who was fighting with Long Yao. The pen was flying.
"Hugh Emperor's Letter!?" Kong Youyou caught a glimpse of the typing on the white paper and covered her mouth in surprise. She couldn't believe it. As far as she knew, in history, there have always been only letters of abrogation of the queen, letters of divorce, and letters of divorce from the husband.
Yes. But I have never seen anyone divorce the emperor?
After putting down the pen, Qingyan threw the brush directly at Muchen like a hidden weapon. She also flew the stool towards Muchen, and Qingyan quickly went over to fight with Muchen.
"Little Senior Sister," Long Yao stood with Qingyan and saw that Qingyan's originally cold face now had an additional emotion, that of ruthlessness. Long Yao felt a little heartbroken. No matter how cold the Little Senior Sister was in the past, at least she was kind-hearted.
, but at this moment, when he saw Qingyan's icy eyes, Long Yao felt a bone-gnawing coldness from those eyes, which was heart-wrenching.
Long Yao didn't answer, he just attacked Mu Chen more brutally.
While it was raining heavily outside, many guards rushed over and quickly surrounded this simple cold palace. Mu Chen smiled coldly: "Today, you can't fly without wings. Mo Qingxin is my woman, hurt her.
Pay with your life!"
"Mo Qingxin is not the little senior sister you are..." Long Yao heard Mo Qingxin's name and felt a little impression. It seemed that he was the sister who framed the little senior sister and drove her out of the house. He glanced at Qingyan with doubtful eyes and saw her.
Long Yao shut his mouth when he looked at him, but when he looked at Mu Chen, he hated him even more. The person who hurt the little senior sister, Mu Chen, actually asked the little senior sister to pay with his life.
"If you want to deal with the young senior sister, you have to step over my body, Long Yao!" Too lazy to talk nonsense, the two of them looked at each other in tacit understanding, and fought with Mu Chen again. Having been with Mu Chen for so long, Qingyan was already familiar with it.
Mu Chen's moves, so after testing a few moves, while Mu Chen was fighting with Long Yao, Qingyan used a fake move to slap Mu Chen hard on the heart.
"Pfft" Mu Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his bloodthirsty eyes began to turn red. He had already seen how terrifying Mu Chen looked after the violent rage. He pulled Long Yao back a few steps, "Is Bai Huahua here?"
?" Qingyan almost yelled, but looking at Long Yao's confused eyes. Qingyan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, damn it. She didn't know why Mu Chen would be violent when he was extremely angry.
But what she knew was that Mu Chen, after going berserk, and the two of them were definitely no match if they joined forces.
"Sister, are you talking about Bai Huahua? I understand." Long Yao followed Qingyan's words and thought for a moment, then suddenly put his finger in his mouth and made a long whistle. Everyone looked up and saw a huge white flower.
The eagle looked down and flew towards the palace.
"Senior sister, come up quickly." Bai Diao waved his huge wings and forced the imperial guards to dare not move forward. Long Yao anxiously called Qingyan, but he saw Qingyan walking towards the back room.
"Mother...Mother, Sang Yu is still injured, you can't take her away." Kong Youyou stopped Qingyan and reminded her.
"Get out of the way," Qingyan lifted up Kong Youyou, who was blocking the bed, and helped Sang Yu up on the bed eagerly. This silly girl would not risk her life, and she would not abandon her no matter what.
"Empress." Kong Youyou still hesitated to stop Qingyan. Qingyan raised her head and looked directly at Kong Youyou. The coldness in her eyes made Kong Youyou a little timid.
"Pfft." The palm suddenly waved over, causing Qingyan to spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood. The person on her back, Sang Yu, also fell to the ground softly and weakly. Kong Youyou looked at Mu Chen who suddenly came out,
Take two steps back.
"Little Senior Sister!" Seeing this, Long Yao was entangled by the guards in golden clothes and couldn't get away for a while. He could only roar to vent the overwhelming anger in his heart, which he had never experienced since practicing martial arts.
The murderous intention was so obvious at this moment.
Looking desperately at Mu Chen's second palm.
Suddenly, I felt that the world was quiet. The heavy rain outside, the thunder and lightning, Long Yao's roar, Bai Huahua's neigh, and Kong Youyou's startled scream had all been blocked. I just looked at Mu Chen quietly,
Those star-like eyes were blood red at the moment, and there was only a piece of whiteness there. But they reflected his expression of relief. In his pupils, he was wearing a white dress with blood stains, and the beautiful temples had long been scattered. The hanging black hair was tightly
It was pressed against the cheek. Even the look of relief in the watery eyes was truly reflected.
"Pfft" Kong Youyou stood in front of Qingyan and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood. It was all her fault. If she hadn't stopped Qingyan, she would have left by now. She should have received this slap.
There was no pain as expected, just watching Kong Youyou fall down in front of her. The apologetic look in her eyes made Qingyan almost collapse. The seeds of hatred sprouted in her heart. Qingyan had never felt that she hated someone so much, even if he
Taking away her first time, even if he played tricks on her, even if he made her lose her voice, even if he broke her hand, even if he wanted to kill herself.
Qingyan firmly believes that she loves him. That kind of love is unforgettable.
But at this moment, she could only hate him. She hated him so much that she gritted her teeth and wanted to kill him.
"Senior Sister, let's go!" Long Yao pushed Mu Chen away, wrapped his hands around Qingyan and ran towards the white flowers. "Fire the arrow!" Mu Chen ordered in a cold voice. As soon as he spoke, he immediately shot arrows from all directions.
Many archers came out and surrounded Qingyan, Long Yao, and Bai Huahua, who had a huge target.
"Sang Yu... Youyou..." Qingyan looked at the simple house and her eyes turned red for a moment. "Senior Sister! Let's go." Long Yao eagerly pushed Qingyan to rush into the house again.
Caught, "Bai Huahua, let's go home."
Due to the flapping of Bai Huahua's huge wings, those dark swords missed their target for a moment. They fell to the ground one after another, and the downpour of rain drenched Qingyan and Long Yao.
When Bai Huahua was flying in the air, a sword with a dark cold light was inserted straight into Bai Huahua's belly. Bai Huahua staggered in the air, but struggled to fly towards the outside of the palace.
Qingyan looked down, at this moment.
Mu Chen, who was dressed in ink but still looked noble in the rain, was holding a black bow.