Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 509 Unpaid Debt

"But before the bitch dies, the bitch has something to say to the king." She looked at Duanqing's tombstone with pity, as if she was standing in front of Yang Yueqin.

Stretching out her hand to touch Duanqing's tombstone, Yang Yueqin choked up and said in a tone full of pity, "Your Majesty, Qing'er really loves you, even if you are a man, he loves you wholeheartedly regardless of ethics.

Qing'er has always listened to me the most, but because of you, he actually quarreled with me.

I know I can't stop Qing'er, and I can only hope that the king can see Qing'er's sincerity towards you and treat him kindly.

I know Qing'er's temperament very well, I think Qing'er would not blame the king if the king killed Qing'er, since even Qing'er would not blame the king.

What right does a bitch have to hate the king...

The king has already seen Qing'er, now, can the king leave quickly and give the bitch and Qing'er more time to spend together. "

Quietly listening to Yang Yueqin's words, Fan Qingtian's eyes were filled with complicated thoughts, mixed with a ray of imperceptible pain.

His gaze fell on the light tombstone, and Fan Qingtian suddenly stepped forward and squatted in front of the light tombstone, with his sword fingers condensed in his hands, and an internal force condensed on his fingertips, Fan Qingtian carved his name on the tombstone above.

This is the only thing she can do for Satin Qing, she can't give Satin Qing any affection.

Standing up, Fan Qingtian picked up a stack of copper money papers and threw them up to the sky.

The white ghost paper flutters freely, causing people to lose sight of it, and it even pays homage to the heart that cannot ask for it.

"Let's go." With one hand behind his back, Fan Qingtian turned and left. At this moment, she could no longer repay the debt she owed Sain Qing.

Watching Fan Qingtian and other group of people leave, Shangguan Haoran, who finally came to see Sain Qing off, had expressions full of sorrow.

In the end they still couldn't stop Fan Qingtian's idea of ​​killing Duanqing, Shangguan Haoran and Shangguan Quque felt guilty except for Sainqing.

The two of them stood for a while, and Shangguan Que realized that Du Xiangxiu, Jiang Zhi, and Yan Tangling, whose eyes had been red all the time after watching this scene, hadn't left yet.

Stepping forward, Shangguan Haoran looked at the three of Du Xiangxiu with fierce eyes, and said in a very unhappy tone with hostility, "My bro is dead, are you all very happy and relieved now, haha .

You are happy, you are happy, no one will be right with you in the future, your enemy is dead, and our two small-legged shrimps can't deal with you.

But don't be too happy, sooner or later we will replace Brother Du and make you pay the price!
Don't insult my elder brother's eyes now, get the hell out of here! "

Hearing Shangguan Haoran's aggressive tone, Jiang Zhi's face suddenly became angry.

They came here to give satin a ride with good intentions, but Shangguan Haoran was kind enough to distort their good intentions like this.

Just when Jiang Zhi was about to open his mouth to fight back against Shangguan Haoran, Du Xiangxiu interrupted Jiang Zhi calmly, "Jiang Zhi, don't cause trouble, they are saddened by Duan Qing's death, there is no need to care about their words, let's go .”

Hearing Du Xiangxiu's words, Jiang Zhi's eyes sank, and he said coldly, "Since you lost your mind because of Du Xiangxiu's death, I won't bother with you anymore."

After speaking, Jiang Zhi grabbed Yan Tangling's hand and left with Du Xiangxiu.

"There is no need to pin Brother Du's death to other people. Brother Du's death is also destiny. Don't forget Brother Du's advice to us. If he really dies in the hands of the King, we must do things for the King well." , Break out your own way of life."

Looking at the figures of Du Xiangxiu and others leaving, Shangguan Qu Que said calmly to Shangguan.

Taking a cold look at Shangguan Qu Que, Shangguan Haoran snorted coldly, turned and left.

Lightly burning a handful of ghost paper for Duan and burning a stick of incense, Shangguan Qu Que said a few words of comfort to Yang Yueqin.

I don't know if Yang Yueqin can listen to it, but after Shangguan Quque finished speaking, he left here.

Soon, only the weeping and choking Yang Yueqin and the unconscious Duan Balance were left in the royal tomb.

Holding the cold tombstone, Yang Yueqin kept whispering to Duanqing's tombstone about Duanqing's childhood, the world, poor mother's love for her son.

The wind is cold and the weather is getting more and more gloomy.

Suddenly, the gloomy weather suddenly became completely dark.

A sound of screaming and vomiting sounded like a ghost crying from far to near, which made people feel horrified.

I saw that in the dark night, the sky was paved with yellow talisman papers.

Suddenly, a boy about seven or eight years old appeared from the darkness.

The boy was wearing a dark blue flag suit, his face was pale and bloodless, he was wearing a feather hat, and a yellow talisman paper was pasted on his forehead. His hands and feet were straight, with one hand holding a small coffin that was just the size of the boy's palm, jumping and jumping. He headed towards the cemetery where Duanqing was.

The zombie boy jumped on the talisman, and the moment it hit the ground, the talisman turned into gold stars and dissipated on the ground in the blink of an eye.

With the appearance of the zombie boy, a girl about seven or eight years old in a white dress also appeared like a ghost.

The girl's complexion was pale, but her appearance was very beautiful, but a deep gash was split in her head, and two thin iron pillars were used to cross the gap to withstand the gap.

Holding the niche cage in one hand, the girl seemed to be singing something, Piaofei followed behind the boy.

Will-o'-the-wisps are flying, and the air is filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

The scene of these two ghostly children appearing in front of me makes people feel weird and frightening.

Naturally hearing this weird voice, Yang Yueqin raised her head, only then did she realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere at this time.

Holding the satin light tombstone tightly, Yang Yueqin had no fear in her eyes, and said to the air, "Qing'er, Qing'er, have you come to find your mother?"

And just after Yang Yueqin finished speaking, the figures of those two ghostly children appeared in front of Yang Yueqin.

Seeing these two weird children in front of her, Yang Yueqin's pupils suddenly widened, and her heart felt chills.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, especially in such a gloomy weather, which makes Yang Yueqin feel that these two children are ghost messengers from hell.

With tears all over her face, Yang Yueqin asked the two ghost boys in a trembling voice, "You, what do you want to do."

Stopping in front of Duanqing's tomb, the ghost boy and girl didn't look at Yang Yueqin, and didn't even cast their eyes on Yang Yueqin.

The zombie boy and the ghostly girl looked at each other, and then saw that the zombie boy waved one hand, and an invisible blue light slashed towards the satin light grave.

At the same time, the ghostly girl also launched an attack, and with a wave of her little hand, an invisible white beam also slashed towards Satin's light grave.

(End of this chapter)