Concubine Diao

The cat's voice rang coldly in everyone's ears, with a decisive rigidity.

Dongfang Qingyang's face was pale, trembling uncontrollably, the pupils of his eyes dilated for a moment, staring at the cat...

And Mao'er's gaze never backed down, the two just stared at each other like this, and then Dongfang Qingyang suddenly seemed to have realized something, and turned towards Dongfang Chenhao in a burst of hysteria...

"No, I don't want to cut off my palm, I don't want...!"

"Brother Huang, save me, I don't want to break my palm...!"*

"Woooo...I don't want to be able to shoot arrows in the future."

On the training ground, apart from the weak wind, there was Dongfang Qingyang's shouts. At this moment, they cried out along with the pain from the injured arm.

If we say before, Dongfang Qingyang still had a bit of aura and a bit of backbone, and his eyes were so ruthless that he wanted to kill the cat, but at this moment, he has no temperament, his face is pale, and the tears are densely covered...

Dongfang Chenhao's hands were tightly hanging on his sides, the coldness in his eyes was overwhelming, he suddenly stepped forward, stood in front of Jun Mo Ling'er, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, "tell me a condition , how can I spare my imperial sister Dongfang Qingyang!"

Jun Moling's eyes were heavy, and the eyes of the two kings collided with murderous aura.

"No, no conditions are allowed, Dongfang Qingyang must cut off her own palm!"

Mao'er's voice came categorically, without any room for negotiation, she looked at Dongfang Chenhao and the shivering Dongfang Qingyang in a blink of an eye, her eyes were full of coldness.

"Yes, if you lose, you must abide by the bet. How can there be any reason to violate it?"

At this moment, Yun Chiling's voice suddenly exploded, and she slowly walked forward from the team of Canglan Nation, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were coldly staring at the cat.

There was a sound of sighing.

This princess Canglan actually fell into trouble at this time, and she was in a relationship a moment ago, but now she stands up and says such words at this juncture, it is really unpredictable.

However, they didn't know what Yun Chiling was planning. According to Yun Chiling, the cat's arm was injured now, but the competition still had to continue. Therefore, she couldn't break the rules, she was sure to win.

Dongfang Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Yun Chiling, "What do you mean?"

At this time, her heart was very complicated. She hated Xia Qingcheng, so she stood on the same front with Yun Chiling, but at such a juncture, how could Yun Chiling do this?To make matters worse... Fortunately, she still regards her as a good sister.

Suddenly, Dongfang Qingyang seemed to realize that Yun Chiling was insidious and cunning, and he was not as decisive as Xia Qingcheng's love and hatred.

Yun Chi held his head high, and because of Dongfang Qingyang's questioning, his face was a little impatient, "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. If you lose, you have to accept the punishment of the bet. If I were you, I would never You won't be so awkward! You're so ugly!"

Her voice was full of sarcasm, making Dongfang Qingyang's face turn blue and white.

"What a princess Chi Ling, isn't your wishful thinking right now that my imperial sister shot Xia Qingcheng, which gave you half the chance of victory? I didn't expect Princess Chi Ling of the Canglan Kingdom to be so selfish and despicable."

Dongfang Chenhao said suddenly at this moment, his voice was very deep.

"Emperor Dongfang's words are wrong. My imperial sister's words are very reasonable. The so-called no rules and no rules. If Xia Qingcheng loses now, you will never forgive her, will you?"

Yun Chilin stood up, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, a cold and charming expression on his face, jet-black hair draped over his shoulders, and a wicked look in his eyes, he said.

What's happening here?

Civil strife between Baiyu Kingdom and Canglan Kingdom?

The people of Qiyue Kingdom couldn't help but looked at each other, but they watched this almost cruel farce with wide eyes.

The corner of Mao'er's mouth curled into a cruel sneer. She knew exactly what Yun Chiling of Canglan Country was planning, but it was really interesting that Yun Chilin stepped forward at this time and added fuel to the flames...

But he didn't know that Yun Chilin at this moment absolutely hoped that his imperial sister would win the game, so he would have a legitimate excuse to take the cat away.

"Dongfang Qingyang, you start, kneel down and kiss my toes, and then cut off your hand."

The cat's words came mercilessly.

Dongfang Qingyang's body has changed from the original trembling to the current trembling. She has experienced this feeling of being forced into a desperate situation. At this moment, she regrets it very much. Why did she underestimate Xia Qingcheng? This is obviously not a docile dog. Cat, she is a bloodthirsty leopard.

His legs were trembling, and he was about to kneel down, Dongfang Qingyang's eyes suddenly shot dark red like blood, and shot at Yun Chiling, "Just wait, your end will definitely be the same as mine."

Suddenly he grabbed Xia Ziye's knife on her neck with his bare hands, and wiped it viciously on her neck...

I'll go, and in an emergency, a man comes who can't be humiliated.

"what……!"

Countless exclamations sounded, and a blood gushing out along the neck was seen, and Dongfang Qingyang's body was lying on the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Staring at the cat with wide eyes, he said with difficulty, "You are amazing, I admire you!"

This is the so-called good words when people are about to die!

Dongfang Qingyang's eyes were wide open, but when he looked at the cat, he did have admiration, and the blood on his neck was still rolling out.

A trace of complexity flashed in Mao'er's eyes, Dongfang Qingyang was obviously a savage and hateful person, but he never expected to do such a self-defeating thing, it was really a broken palm, and it would be better to die if he couldn't hold the sword.

Dongfang Chenhao stood on the spot, motionless, staring at Dongfang Qingyang's bleeding neck, his clenched fists trembling almost invisible.

Mao'er looked at Dongfang Qingyang, a coldness flashed in his eyes, "Dongfang Qingyang, you want to die? How can that be?"

Immediately drew out the dagger, slashed at the wrist, and suddenly there was a sound of gasping, and saw the cat squatting beside Dongfang Qingyang, pouring its own blood into Dongfang Qingyang's neck ...

When she slayed herself, Xia Ziye's knife was subconsciously deflected, so the blade did not cut through the main artery.

Then Dongfang Qingyang's wound slowly healed under everyone's wide-open eyes...until a light pink scar was formed...

"My God, what happened here?"

"How could this be?"

"How do wounds heal?"

"My god, what kind of sorcery is this...!"

"Fart, you are the sorcerer, this is the fairy art!"

Everyone looked at Mao'er in amazement, and there was no need to hide the enthusiasm in their eyes. Mao'er stood up, looked at Dongfang Qingyang who was slowly waking up, looked at her, and snorted coldly, "You don't die so easily."

Dongfang Qingyang's eyes became more complicated.

Only then did Mao'er turn around, looked at Yun Chiling with a surprised face, and said, "It's your turn!"

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It was less yesterday, but it is all made up today!Dear friends, hey, today is Xiaomo's birthday...

It's almost the end of the month, whoever has a free gold medal will give it to Xiaomo!Thank you!Don't waste it.Just treat it as a gift ha, hehe!

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ps: I just saw a reader's message saying that Xiaomo's recent plot has been delayed, is it true?I have always been known for my concise and concise language...then I have to speed up the progress...continue to update!

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