The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 801 He kills people tirelessly.

The road under your feet,.Irrigated by blood, on the ice surface, it seems that beautiful flowers of the other shore bloom, the beauty is so sad and shocking.

However, what made people even more surprised was his expression.

Live without love.

The heart is ashamed.

Numb and hollow.

This should not be what an emperor should have.

No words should be used to describe it, probably it is not appropriate to describe it, his whole body seemed to be thrown into the mud by this sudden change.

Dignity and everything are discarded as a cover.

Occasionally, light leaked into his eyes, but no light could be reflected. His eyes were gloomy, and he hugged the temperatureless girl in the ice coffin with both hands.

Her body was extremely cold, and her hair fell smoothly from her shoulders to her waist.

This face was still delicate and gorgeous, not much different from Chu Xi's face.

Her soul dissipated in this body.

Tian Qing said, this body originally belonged to her, it has no soul and no soul, but why is it like this, it is her body, why her soul can't get in.

He bent down, and his lips were printed on her fair forehead. Although his lips and teeth were cold from the cold, he hoped that all this was an illusion.

He hoped that she could wake up, even if she hated and resented him, as long as she lived.

It turned out that what he wanted was that simple.

Her departure seemed to have dug a big hole in his chest, hollowed out his internal organs, and poured countless cold winds into it.

His bones felt cold.

He hugged the woman and walked out of the cave.

The guards in the cave looked at him so slumped, but they didn't dare to do anything. That's right, this body is useless, and it doesn't matter if he takes it away, as long as the young master is still there, isn't it all right?
It's no big deal.

The blood oozing from Rong Jingshen's wound fell on the woman's white dress, as if it was decorated with red plums, and he gradually walked out of the cave.

On that flat ground.

There were many corpses piled up. He couldn't remember how many people he had killed, but these people seemed to have magic powers, able to make the dead things move and attack them.

So on the ground, there are also many broken stones.

Not so long ago, it was a huge rock.

Too many people died.

Qin Feng also had many scars on his body, but he still fought hard. He saw the ashen look on his master's face, and saw a member of the ghost and witch tribe who wanted to sneak attack Rong Jingshen, and said, "Your Majesty, be careful!"

Rong Jingshen's eyes seemed to be stained red with blood, burning like magma, and he kicked the man away.

Before the man realized what happened, he flew out and fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.

I just feel pain in my bones.

No one came to trouble him anymore. When Bai Ziyu saw the woman in his arms, he lost most of his strength and said, "Did you succeed?"

It should be a success.

Otherwise, how could he come out holding this body.

Rong Jingshen didn't answer him, but just looked at Qin Feng, "Mie Clan.

None left. "

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

But at this moment, dense flames moved towards this place, and the Imperial Forest Army rushed over with weapons.

They were half an hour late.

But it doesn't matter whether they come or not, because this man seems to be doing what he says when he comes, holding Chu Xi in both hands, and it still doesn't affect him to kill the people who live in Wushan.

Facing the siege of four or five people, like a strong greyhound, he dodged the attack, and then kicked the nearest person to the bottom of the cliff.

What kept ringing in my ears were those wailing sounds.

He kills people tirelessly.

(End of this chapter)