Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Outside the city wall, four figures shuttled like the wind, and the night became thicker and thicker. At this time, they couldn't see the opposite side. Even people like Qingfeng could only vaguely see the blurred image in the distance at this time.

But it's finally out of town, isn't it?

However, the expressions of the four of them didn't relax in any way, and they didn't look happy because they were out of trouble.

Especially Nangong Aotian's expression was extremely cautious, he didn't relax in the slightest because he left the small town, and he still didn't dare to stop for a while and move forward rapidly.

He felt faintly uneasy, today's actions were too smooth, no matter whether it was leaving the small inn or leaving this small town, it made his mind tense up smoothly.

Although when he entered Zhao country, he had carefully surveyed the topography of the town to prepare for leaving the town today.

But it was too easy to get out of the town today, and Xiao Wang Duan Yu was by no means such an incompetent person, so it was even more weird that it went so smoothly, it seemed to be intentional.

Nangong Aotian pricked up his ears, suddenly, the sound of footsteps stopped, turned around abruptly, only to find that there was a patch of red falling under the city wall far away from them.

"It's Situ Liang!" Qingfeng had to say, this girl's publicity was unbearable, and she ran with such personality: Qingfeng had never seen anyone who ran away, wearing a red robe at night, he Is it because he is afraid that others can't see him clearly?

After Nangong Aotian confirmed that it was Situ Liang, he frowned, and ignored him, and continued to carry Yunniang forward, as long as he ran for a while and crossed the moat in front, even if it was the officers and soldiers of Zhao Guo who chased him up , they don't have to worry, that is his Nangong Aotian's world.

Outside the broad city wall, everything was silent, only four figures running wildly with their feet on their feet, and a patch of red was faintly visible.

As long as they pass the moat, they are absolutely safe.

100 meters, 50 meters, ten meters...

Finally, when we reached the bank of the moat, there was a solid wooden bridge on the bank, like a ladder leading to the light.

The night is heavy, the wind howls, the entire night sky is deathly silent, black, black everywhere, hideous like the hell of death.

Seeing that he was about to step on the wooden bridge, Nangong Aotian suddenly stopped, and an invisible and weak murderous aura came over him.

Even in the dark night, everything becomes blurred, but Nangong Aotian can feel it. He has a keen sense of smell, and he can smell the danger hidden in the air. Naturally, he will not rush forward. The more critical the time, the more cautious, Otherwise, a small detail can make him lose everything.

Nangong Aotian paused, and stood in the middle of the bridge, and Qingfeng and others had no choice but to stop abruptly, looking at Nangong Aotian in puzzlement.

"Son..."

Just as Jin San opened his mouth, before he could speak, he heard a burst of laughter: "The ghost king is indeed the ghost king, and his reputation is well-deserved!"