The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Jing Ao saw that Ye Chen went down, he was also anxious, this time he must not let Ye Chen get there first, so he gave Nan Gongchen a push.

"Chen, this is your chance to perform well, don't miss it, and never miss it!"

Nan Gongchen also saw that he was unintentionally injured, so he immediately went down the tower.

Jing Ao mourns silently, will Chen kill Luo Wanqing?In fact, he himself had selfish intentions, he could kill Luo Wanqing, but he didn't know what Chen would think, so it was up to Chen to decide.Moreover, the current him may not be Luo Wanqing's opponent.

Wuxin and Luo Wanqing fought like a raging fire, and even Xia Houjue was alarmed.

"Kill that woman quickly." Xia Hou ordered impatiently, waved his sleeves, and brushed away the dust that hit his face.

Several dead bodies came out of the black box and fought with the fire wolf.

The fire wolf was quicker than the corpse, but its strength was not at the same level. The green eyes stared at the corpse vigilantly, and took two steps back in fear.

"I haven't seen you in six years, but that's all." Luo Wanqing sat on the egret, looked down at Wu Xin, and sneered contemptuously.

"Is that so?" Wuxin was seriously injured, she was scratched by sword shadows in many places, and the blood was covered by the black clothes, but the smile on her face remained undiminished.Because she believed that the master would not let her die.

"It seems that you don't cry when you see the coffin!" Luo Wanqing sneered, raised the sword, transformed into a sword shadow, and hit Wuxin directly.

Wu Xin dragged her tired body to dodge, but the sword shadow was getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but turn her head, looked in the direction of the tower, then smiled, ignoring the approach of the sword shadow.

At the critical moment, the icicle struck, knocking back all the sword shadows in numbers.

Luo Wanqing forgot to fight back, almost fell from the egret, looked at the person in disbelief, as if time had stopped.

In six years, she never forgot that figure.With just one glance, memories flooded in like a flood, the first encounter in Lance Forest, the mutual help.Jinli Gongbian met by chance and rescued each other.Hostility on the battlefield...

Wu Xin looked at Luo Wanqing's reaction, then looked at Ye Chen next to her, and said in a strange tone: "Ye Chen, I really did not expect it."

Ye Chen looked at Wu Xin inquiringly, what do you mean?

At this time, Nangong Chen also came, looking at the injured Wuxin, Luo Wanqing who was holding the Bing Yi Sword, there was a hint of anger and murderous intent in his eyes, the Bing Yi Sword was given to Luo Wanqing by him ten years ago, now She used it to point to Wu Xin.

Wuxin glanced at Nangong Chen with a half-smile, and said: "Yechen, kill Luo Wanqing. As for Nangong Chen, if he stops him, kill him too."

Luo Wanqing regained her composure, her heart tightened, she looked directly at Ye Chen, as if she was waiting for Ye Chen's answer.

Nangong Chen looked as if struck by lightning, his face was pale, even his breathing was stagnant, he looked at Wuxin in disbelief, never thought that she hated him so much.

Ye Chen's face was expressionless, and he only said: "Master wants you to go back."

"I know." Wuxin smiled faintly, and said again: "Luo Wanqing is determined to deal with the master, if he doesn't kill Luo Wanqing today, he will surely suffer endless disasters in the future."

"I know." Ye Chen said, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was just talking to a stranger.

Luo Wanqing felt suffocated, what does he know?Know to kill her?The question that has troubled her for six years, since he wanted to kill her, why did he save her back then?

Unintentionally hooked her lips into a smile, looked at Luo Wanqing who was full of shock and pain, and declared triumphantly: "Luo Wanqing, whether it was back then or today, you are the only one who overestimated himself."

Luo Wanqing couldn't say a word, her face under the veil gradually turned pale, she bit her cherry lips tightly, love and hate intertwined in her glazed eyes, the pain of these years was not as painful as his words.