Phoenix Queen

The stream is murmuring, and Ming Yue is standing by the stream alone, with countless maids behind him, the maid on the left is holding plate after plate of fruits, while the maid on the right is holding plate after plate of blue ants and various insects.

"Young master!" The maid in green came over from the crowd, knelt down facing Ming Yue's back, and kowtowed several times vigorously, "The saint is dead, please go and get the holy blood immediately, young master."

Ming Yue smiled lightly a few times, the sadness in his eyes was like water waves about to pour out.

Ming Yue sat down by the stream, and put his feet into the stream, the water stains on his brocade clothes made the young man's face even more melancholy, "Get out of here!"

With a kick, Ming Yue kicked Shui Bo backwards onto the maid in blue.

Facing the young man's anger, the maid in Tsing Yi was obviously used to it, and repeated again, "Young Master, please go get the holy blood!"

Ming Yueteng pulled his foot out of the stream, stood up abruptly, squinted his eyes half-closed and leaned over to stare at the maid in blue, "Duan Xiaoqing, young master, I'll give you some face, you dare to show your face ..." The angry boy raised his voice unconsciously, "Take them out of Lingshan immediately!"

As Ming Yue said, he piled up the plates in the hands of the maids on both sides. The plates made of glass and animal bones were broken into pieces, and the fruit ants rolled to the ground. The maids on both sides were startled and knelt down again and again.

"Duan Xiaoqing, get out!" Ming Yue roared and pushed the maid down, "Take the blood, take the blood... That's my mother! You want me to eat her with Gu worms?"

The maids shrank their necks, the young master was notoriously bad tempered.Looking at his face at this moment, he was really going to get angry.

"Young...young master!" Before she could finish her sentence, the maid was kicked up to the shoulder.

Ming Yue flicked his sleeves, "If you want to taste the remorse Gu, keep it."

As soon as Ming Yue finished speaking, his hands were already covered with all kinds of bugs, and he saw those bugs were flapping their wings, trying to fly to the maids...

"Qing...Palace Master Qing." Several maids looked at the colorful Gu worms, terrified, "Palace Master, the high priest, he..."

"Go down first." Duan Xiaoqing waved to the other maids.

The maids breathed a sigh of relief and ran away scrambling.

"You also disappeared in front of the young master!" Ming Yue looked back at the stream beside Lingshan.

Duan Xiaoqing slowly stood up from the ground, "Young master, follow me back to the holy mountain. The three priests and the two protectors are waiting for you. It's already the third day, and in two hours... the Holy Blood Just..." Duan Xiaoqing hesitated and didn't know how to continue.

"Duan Xiaoqing, how old are you!" Ming Yue carried the maid in blue on his back, the anger just now seemed to have never appeared before, and it disappeared in an instant.

Duan Xiaoqing knelt on the ground and did not answer for a long while.

Ming Yue didn't urge him.I asked myself and answered, "You are worth beauty Gu and 200-year longevity Gu. Although you are a hundred and two years old, you don't look like you are seventeen or eighteen years old, and my mother... the longevity Gu on her body Chong is the Golden Saint Silkworm, how could she... how could she die? How could she die before you?"

There seemed to be tears in Duan Xiaoqing's eyes, and his light white arms hurriedly supported the corners of his eyes, wiping away the tears that hadn't yet dripped from his eyes.

As the young man spoke, he also sobbed.The person who was still in a state of tension just now knelt down on the ground, covering his face with his hands.From time to time, some crystal drops of water leaked out through the boy's fingers, "Aunt Qing!"

Duan Xiaoqing was taken aback by Ming Yue's address, her face turned pale, "Little servant dare not!"

"Why don't you dare, you are my mother's own sister, and you are my aunt..." Ming Yue looked at Duan Xiaoqing, with tears on his face, but giggled to himself.

The young master Ming Yue can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book. Duan Xiaoqing knows this and has seen it before, but this time, Ming Yue's smile made Duan Xiaoqing shudder for no reason. The cold air rising from the soles of the feet pushed straight into Duan Xiaoqing's heart.

"You are my aunt and the saint's sister, what a noble status?" Ming Yue lifted Duan Xiaoqing's chin, sliding his thumb back and forth on Duan Xiaoqing's lips from time to time.

Ming Yue was originally heroic, but now he deliberately raised his smile to the best angle, his whole body was covered with stream water, facing the warm sunshine, Duan Xiaoqing involuntarily moved his eyes to other places, for fear of falling into the eyes of the young man !

"Aunt Qing, why don't you dare to look at me?"

"My maidservant knows that her status is low, please forgive me, young master!"

There was a pain in the chin, and it was Ming Yue who pinched Duan Xiaoqing, "Master Ben said, you have a noble status! If Master Ben and mother are dead, those old people will not be able to push you to the holy throne!"

As soon as Ming Yue finished speaking, Duan Xiaoqing's tears dripped onto Ming Yue's bony fingers, "Young Master, I, I..."

Before Ming Yue finished speaking, Duan Xiaoqing's face felt burning pain, and Ming Yue used [-]% of his strength to slap Duan Xiaoqing's face fiercely.

Swallowing the ape smell in his mouth back into his stomach, Duan Xiaoqing didn't want the filth to stain Ming Yue's hands.

"Does it hurt?" The young man is gently supporting Duan Xiaoqing's black hair at this moment, not as cruel as when he hit her, "Aunt Qing, why are you crying?"

The boy's fingertips were stained with Duan Xiaoqing's tears, and he put his finger in his mouth with a light smile...

Before Duan Xiaoqing could recover, the young man grabbed Duan Xiaoqing's hair again, and turned her face to him, "Duan Xiaoqing, do you like me?"

"Young servant dare not, I dare not!" Tears fell uncontrollably like raindrops with broken strings.

Ming Yue bowed his head with a shallow smile, and pressed a kiss to Duan Xiaoqing's lips, he didn't get up for a long time, at the same time, he increased the strength of his hands, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the scalp moving away from the bones...

"One hundred and two years old!" The boy seemed to regard the person in his arms as a small baby, and gently patted Duan Xiaoqing's back, "Aunt Qing, tell me...if this age was put in the world, it would be a What an ugly old man?"

"Young master, there is no maidservant!" Every time Duan Xiaoqing sheds a tear, Ming Yue will release a piece of heart-biting Gu from his sleeve, making them crawl into Duan Xiaoqing's nostrils.

"..." Ming Yue didn't care about Duan Xiaoqing's pale petals at all, and looked away from Duan Xiaoqing, "Young Master Ben is only 17 years old now! Aunt Qing...you are several times older than Young Master Ben. Arithmetic, you know, come here...you do the math, do the math."

No matter how many Gu worms climbed into it, Duan Xiaoqing shed tears silently and never thought of resisting.

The boy's fingernails are not long, but Duan Xiaoqing's stunning face was scratched criss-cross by him, the boy's voice was extremely gentle, like a father who puts a baby to sleep, "Don't be afraid, Aunt Qing, after tomorrow, the Beauty Gu will restore your beauty again." Rongyan, what is this called? By the way, it's called... an old monster!"

Suddenly, the bell around Duan Xiaoqing's waist began to ring...

"Young master, there is only one hour left, please hurry up and get the holy blood!"

"Aunt Qing's blood is not bad either." Ming Yue actually bit off a piece of meat from Duan Xiaoqing's hand, "Bah!"

The young man wiped off the blood from his lips, and with a flicker of his hands, the flesh that just fell on the ground was suddenly filled with countless white maggots as fine as a cow's hair. Duan Xiaoqing turned his face away, resisting the nausea from his chest.

"The meat of the old monster is really hard to eat! But...you see." The young man pointed at the maggots on the ground, "They seem to like it very much! How about, Aunt Qing, give them some more meat."

The golden bell on Duan Xiaoqing's waist became louder and louder.

"Young master, please..."

Duan Xiaoqing's body has fallen several meters away, and the spiritual power in Ming Yue's hands is still glowing faintly.

"Why did you betray my mother, why did you kill the saint!"

"me……"

"Do you dare to say that you don't have one? Aunt Qing?" The young man approached Duan Xiaoqing step by step, "Three thousand and sixty kinds of golden saints, it's a coincidence that people can find a confrontation. Aunt Qing, who else is there besides you?"

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't want to kill my sister!"

Ming Yue's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Duan Xiaoqing's neck, "Are you admitting it? You admitting that you killed my mother? Why? Because my mother won't let you like me? Because my mother wants to give you a feeling of forgetfulness." Heart."

The strength in his hand became heavier and heavier, and Duan Xiaoqing's feet could no longer touch the ground.

Slowly closing her eyes, Duan Xiaoqing thought to herself, just like this...death, also...good!

"You go to die, Duan Xiaoqing, you go to die too!"

Duan Xiaoqing was a little surprised by the sudden air, and saw a peacock robe while panting, "High Priest!"

"Young master, you've had enough trouble!" The golden bell on Duan Xiaoqing's waist was already shaking in the hands of the priest, "It's your responsibility to take the holy blood!"

After struggling, Ming Yue was finally taken to the Baizu Cave by the high priest!

The people of the Jinjiang tribe, male or female, are all beautiful. Lying in the flowers, the holy maiden Ming Jing, with red rouge on her head and fluttering white clothes, is so beautiful, she doesn't look like a dead person at all!

"Kill me, anyway, you all wanted to do this early in the morning, you are all a bunch of old monsters." After finishing speaking, Ming Yue laughed loudly, "Duan Xiaoqing, even if I die, mother dies, you will never Want to be named Ming! Never want to be Ming Qing..."

"Young Master!" Guardian Bell frowned, "What do you mean by that..."

"What do you mean?" Ming Yue flicked his sleeves, and kicked Duan Xiaoqing hard in the stomach, "Ask her, you guys...how did my mother die? You know it well."

The high priest glanced at everyone coldly, pointed at the Zisheng sword, and separated Duan Xiaoqing and Ming Yue, "Young master, what's the matter, let's take the holy blood first!"

"Dreaming!" Ming Yue spat on the high priest's face, "I will never let those dirty things bite my mother."

The priest's ice-like face didn't show a trace of hesitation, "The time has come! If the young master doesn't do anything, he should know the family rules!"

"No, no!" Duan Xiaoqing shook his head and looked at Ming Yue.

Ming Yue saw the blue light flashing in Duan Xiaoqing's hand with his own eyes! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)