The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Do you still remember the first time we met? In midsummer eight years ago, on the streets of Chaoyang City, I was competing with Luo Wanqing for a child." Jing Ao was very relaxed, talking casually.

At that time, Wuxin was also a child, only 13 years old, but her aura was strong enough, she was almost defiant.

Wuxin kept silent, she was not interested in these topics, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Nangong Chen, she was calm because she had completely let go of him and only regarded him as a stranger.

"By the way, what happened to the child you snatched back then?" Jing Ao suddenly remembered, remembering that she seemed to dislike that child very much, her tone was cold, and she shook off the child's hand in disgust. That scene was really weird. Thinking about it now, it seems like yesterday.

But, since you don't like it, why did you have to grab it in the first place?

"How about it, didn't you see it?" Wuxin looked at Qingjun in the distance and smiled rarely.

"See what?" Jing Ao was puzzled, following her gaze, it was Qing Jun in red.

Nangongchen also looked over, and the answer seemed to come out, shocked and unbelievable.

"It's him? Hanyue Qingjun?" Jing Ao was surprised for a long time.

I vaguely remember it as a dirty child, very thin, and I didn't pay much attention back then, but I can't connect it with the current Qingjun.

"As you can see." Wu Xin smiled coldly.

"How did he become like this?" Jing Ao still couldn't believe it. The first time he met Hanyue Qingjun in Lance Academy, he already felt that he was not an ordinary person.

"Why don't you say that his nature is like this?" Wu Xin asked back, the people the master likes are all so extraordinary.

"That's the nature?" Jing Ao didn't quite agree, the nature is acquired and influenced by the environment and experience.

It can be seen that Qingjun is not a law-abiding person, he is scheming and ruthless.Such a person, once there is no restraint, is destined to embark on a bloody road.

"However, he does look a bit like your master." Jing Ao said with a sigh, no wonder Zihan would recognize Hanyue Qingjun as his younger brother, but none of them in the Dongfang family looked like Zihan.

"It's not like that at all!" Wu Xin said coldly with a change of expression.

"Huh? Doesn't it look like it, doesn't look like it, looks like it but doesn't look like spirit." Jing Ao said hastily, only to get closer to Wuxin, he didn't want to destroy it.

"Is he worthy of being compared with the master?" Wuxin's tone became colder and colder.

"Eh? Not worthy, not worthy, how could he be worthy." Jing Ao quickly agreed, it seems that Wuxin still dislikes Qingjun very much, and also, no one likes such a vicious person as Qingjun.

Seeing that Wuxin and the others were chatting, Qing Jun looked at him again. In addition, he had accumulated a lot of evil fire recently and had nowhere to vent it, so suspicion inevitably arose in his heart.

"Wuxin, you seem to be very free?" Qing Jun walked over and said with a faint smile.

"This is not what you wished." Wuxin said, the power under Qingjun's control is getting bigger and bigger, isn't this what he wanted.

"Then you will watch the battle carefully later." Qing Jun glanced at a few people and left again. He wanted to kill a few people to vent his anger.

Jing Ao could hear the turbulent undercurrent between the two, and thought to himself: Except for Wuxin, none of the people in Yan Dian is normal, they are all ruthless characters.

"Your Highness, the East Vietnam Army has arrived within five miles of the city." The deputy general rushed to report.

"Set up the formation according to the plan." Nan Gongchen ordered, with a dignified expression, the number of troops in Dongyue's move was not only double that of six years ago.

Even with the Yanfeng army stationed here, Dongyue is still unscrupulous, so Dongyue must have a perfect plan.

"Eastern Vietnam's army is nothing to be afraid of. What's scary is the living dead, all of whom are strong men of the sixth to eighth rank." Wuxin's beautiful eyes lit up, and there was a trace of worry in her heart.

"Are those half-dead people really so powerful?" Jing Ao frowned, and what Wu Xin said was too scary.

He has a wide range of knowledge in Lansi College, has read many ancient books, and heard a lot of strange arts, but he has never heard of the living dead. Perhaps, this is not a human being.

"When the time comes, you'll know if you go down and fight them twice." Wuxin sneered, even the master couldn't kill the living dead, she didn't believe that Dongfang Jingao had a way.