The Evil King's Pampering Wife: The Unscrupulous Miss

Chapter 1142 Fight! 6
"what!"

"..."

Sudden!There were screams not far away, echoing in their ears without stopping, resounding throughout the cliff of life and death!

"What's the matter?" Wen Ying's scalp was numb from the screams, and she did it in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness, you should stay here with peace of mind." Master Ming and Qing stepped forward and grabbed Wen Ying's arm, not letting go, for fear that Wen Ying's impatience would rush out.

The men in black in front of them surrounded them, but they had no intention of killing them yet, so it was better not to provoke them. When they arrived in the upper realm, they would find a place to hide first, and then go to the Yuan Palace to inquire about the news of the Palace Master.

This is what the masters of the Ming and Qing Dynasties thought, a particularly conservative idea.

"En." Wen Ying replied, he didn't want to trouble everyone.

The screams in the ears continued one after another, and it could even be said to resound throughout the entire cliff of life and death. In the entire valley, Luo Hanbai and the others couldn't keep up with Mo Qingchen's rhythm at all.

The eyes of all the men in black had already been taken away by the screams, and the wailing sounds seemed to stimulate their scalps continuously, and each sound seemed so tragic, a life-threatening sound.

Soon, scattered men in black left the crowd and headed towards the place where the screams came from. They were obviously more curious than the others, but they forgot that, especially at times like this, Don't even get close!Otherwise, the one who regrets will be himself.

A pungent bloody smell began to reverberate throughout the Cliff of Life and Death.

Wen Ying covered her mouth and nose, the smell was irritating to him, and repeatedly stimulated his nerves.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Master Ming Qing asked nervously, if something happened to Wen Ying, how should he explain to His Highness Yuan.

"No problem." Wen Ying waved her hand, signaling them not to worry.

Under the cliff of life and death, not far from the inner passage, there are countless corpses lying on the ground. The whole battlefield is extremely tragic, and some of them don't even know where their heads are. None of the people who came survived, even if they were still alive, they should be tortured to death now.

Mo Qingchen's method is not very good, but it is not very good, he will kill them all directly, leaving no one alive.

The tall and slender body stood in mid-air, and the white barrier isolated all the filth. His eyes were staring straight ahead, and he was not disturbed by the corpses placed here and there.

He had seen this kind of place like a mass grave countless times, and in his memory, he had long been used to it.

And in front, the person he was staring at was Yue Sui.

The person who always wanted to play Su Anran's idea.

His wife is not something anyone can covet.

When Di Yanshang came here after Mo Qingchen, what he saw was the scene in front of him. The corpses of the dead had been placed everywhere, and the smell of blood could suffocate the whole world. The plants on the cliff of life and death are so powerful.

The smell of blood is also mixed with various choking smells, which is disgusting, and it is hard to tell what it is.

There were too many corpses, lying on half of the cliff of life and death at a glance, Di Yanshang didn't know what language to use to describe it, and there was no doubt that it was the handwriting of that man!

After crossing one big tree after another, Di Yanshang had seen it thoroughly,
(End of this chapter)