The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 296 Crazy Killing II (5)
Raising her right hand, the Death God's Scythe with a strange breath of death appeared in her hand. The huge weapon and the coercion released made the people present feel tight in their chests, and they were lucky enough to resist this coercion. Only Si Yajun, Xuechen and Feng Ranmo were not affected.

Xuechen has already died once, so the coercion emanating from the Death Scythe is useless to her. As for what happened to Yue Zhishuang, I don't know yet, but those eyes are the black of normal people, I'm afraid they use The technique of resurrection temporarily suppressed Yue Zhishuang, but this is not the way to go, Qing Wushuang hugged Xuechen tightly and completely ignored the physical pain, Jun Mo and Hua looked at each other with hatred and smiled silently He retreated behind Feng Ranmo and asked Ji Nian about the situation.

Si Yajun, who knew what Luo Qingchen was going to do, responded silently, Luo Qingchen smiled at him comfortingly, "For now, this is the best way, don't worry, I will take care of it, I was not in the past Have you ever said that? I, Luo Qingchen, will only die once. Whoever wants my life, I will kill him first, so don't worry, everyone backs off. If it is affected, don't say I didn't remind over you."

Glancing coldly at those old guys who looked at each other with bad expressions, Luo Qingchen sneered, those people obviously dared not speak out, the coercion and aura released by Luo Qingchen before had affected, and their family The disciples couldn't die, and this time they were all injured to some extent. If they were closer to her, they might not know how they died. Now is not the time to be brave.

No one from the Yun family came. It was because Luo Qingchen asked Yun Xi to report a letter to their family members, no matter what happened, no spies could be sent over to inquire. Fortunately, this time the Yun family was a blessing in disguise. After the death or injury, the Fang family wanted to keep the No. [-] position of the Hermit Family, but they were afraid that this person would hand it over to the Yun family in the future. This made the old fox Fang Jingwu secretly grit his teeth, but swallowed it mixed with blood. He took a hard look at Qing Xuechen, then backed away a long way, but did not notice Qing Wushuang's indifferent and murderous gaze looking at him.

He would not let go of any of the families involved in stealing the corpse. When Luo Qingchen finished her matter, it would be his turn.

But what he didn't expect was that Xuechen came back to life. Although it was only for a short time, when those eyes looked at him, there would always be a little bit of confusion and strangeness, but as long as she was alive, it would be fine.

Si Yajun also retreated with Ji Nian and the others. Even Luo Qingchen, who lost her Lingzhu, was equally powerful and fearsome. She was the strongest. After losing everything, no one could bring her down. Her position as the strongest myth, this woman was born like this, she was born for strength, and she was also born to meet Si Yajun.

The God of Death scythe that I bought in my hand was driven by Luo Qingchen's thoughts, and it exuded a more treacherous demon red color. A little bit of pressure covered the entire sky above the heads of the Hermit family, and the person standing in the center was A head of light blue blood-stained hair fluttered, and the white dress gradually turned into a bewitching crimson in the strong wind, enveloping that perfect and exquisite body, and letting that snow-white cheek stand against the backdrop of the red dress It looks a bit transparent, but it gives people a wordless charm and temptation. The back slowly exudes an aura that is different from the Death Scythe and even restrains each other, but it is very cleverly integrated on her body. , as if it was meant to be so.

Two snow-white feathered wings slowly spread out from the back, pieces of white with light golden feathers fluttered and fell in the strong wind, like snowflakes in the snow country, extremely beautiful.

Xuechen opened his eyes wide, looked at this scene in amazement, and smiled, "It's really worthwhile to suffer so much to see this scene. My Qingchen is indeed the most beautiful and the most powerful." Xuechen Chen's voice was very shallow, but it was mixed in the strong wind, but Luo Qingchen could hear it clearly.

Slowly opened the magnificent pigeon blood-red eyes as if they had been washed by blood, but they were full of gentleness and smiles, the blood stains on the light blue hair disappeared completely at this time, and the wounds on his body began to fade away. Healed without leaving any traces, a crimson tulle was tied on the naked arm, making the snow-white arm more attractive and slender, and a string of palace bells ringing on the ankle.

There was also a silver necklace with a strange red color on the neck, and a slender earring carved with complicated patterns on the earlobe fell to the shoulder, reflecting the silver cold light, and the pale pink lips were slightly pursed. But it gave people a coquettish feeling, the whole person seemed to have stepped out of a painting, making everyone forget to breathe, and stood there in a daze.

Luo Qingchen landed slowly, stepping on the cleaned ground, the death scythe in her hand still exuded a faint coercion, the huge wings behind her flapped lightly, snow white with light golden feathers flew from her Flying down on the wings, drifting into the distance.

(End of this chapter)