The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 2050 Hearing that Ling Tian was overjoyed, I am here to send a congratulatory gift
"Hmph." Qingqing looked sideways, avoiding the burning gaze in front of her.

After taking the elixir, Qingqing felt that the strength that had been taken away slowly recovered.

She sat up, took off the heavy hair crown and the cumbersome wedding dress, changed into the same red gauze dress and returned to the bed.

"I'm ready."

Although it is good, it can still be seen that there is a little nervousness.

Shi Ling took out the candied haws and handed them over, Qingqing was slightly startled, "Where did you get them?"

"Qingqing likes it, so I will prepare it tonight."

"Thank you." She stretched out her hand to take it, and took a bite, brows curled up, not sure if it was sour or sweet.

After eating two, rewrapped the icing, "Okay, let's get started."

"Aren't you finished?"

Shi Ling was a little surprised, Qingqing was addicted to candied gourds, and she had to eat them up as soon as she got them.

It was the first time I saw two and stopped.

"We'll eat when we're done."

After finishing speaking, Qingqing pursed her lips and added, "Let's eat together."

Shi Ling was stunned for half a second, and there was warmth that couldn't be hidden in his smile, "Okay."

Qingqing behaved well, and Shiling slowly manipulated the subduing magic pestle according to the teachings of the people from the upper realm.

The Demon Subduing Pestle was released from the palm and slowly lifted into the air, and the rotation started.

"what--"

A shrill scream pierced the night sky, and just as it was about to start, it stopped because of the shrill roar, and instantly fell from midair.

Shi Ling caught it subconsciously, and there were screams again, "Ah!"

"Devil!"

"Devil Killer..."

The unfinished voice never appeared again.

Hearing the word Mozu, Shi Ling's face suddenly turned cold, "Qingqing, please stay here and don't run around, I'll go out and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he broke through the door with the subduing magic pestle in his mouth.

Qingqing hurriedly got up, completely forgetting Shi Ling's advice.

Pushing open the door, the strong bloody smell that hits the face is disgusting.

Qingqing's brows tightened, and her chest twitched.

She suppressed the discomfort, her face was tense, and there was such a strong smell of blood.

How many casualties!
Didn't the demons make an agreement with the human world not to invade again?How could he suddenly attack Ling Tian?

Still today.

Regardless of other things, Qingqing quickly walked into the night to search for the smell of blood.

The demons attacked suddenly, Ling Tian was overjoyed today, both the guests from other sects and our own sect drank a lot, they were defenseless in the face of the sudden attack and suffered heavy casualties.

When Shi Ling came out, he saw the scene of the demon clan slaughtering Ling Tian, ​​his eyes burst out with murderous intent under his sword eyebrows, and what's more, it was the sword coming out of his body.

The sword points to the Demon Race.

The entangled disciple Ling Tian was not killed by the demon clan with Shi Ling's joining.

After saving his junior brother, Shi Ling spoke extremely fast, "Do you know how many demons have come?"

"A lot, a lot, it's overwhelming."

Shi Ling's heart sank, and the other side came prepared.

It is to wash Ling Tian with blood!
Shiling can save one person, save two people, but after all, it is a small number, and it is not enough to face the large-scale massacre of the demons.

Not only here, but fellow Taoists in other places were hunted down by the demons again.

There were screams, calls for help, and so on.

Obviously, Ling Tian lost to the demons, one after another fell.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and the blood stained the ground red.

It was as gorgeous as the red silk in the night wind.

Qingqing saw this scene as soon as she followed, the blood of the dead people stained the snow in the sky red, continuously soaking and connecting with the red silk on the ground.

Ling Tian's disciples, who were sent by various sects of Galaxy to attend the wedding banquet, fell in a pool of blood.

Qingqing staggered over and knelt in front of disciple Ling Tian, ​​"Senior Brother! Senior Brother?"

She reached out with trembling hands, her hand was stained with blood, and carefully turned the person over.

A bitten and torn face came into view under the moonlight, and Qingqing shrank her pupils and fell to the ground.

There was a scream from the side.

She turned her head abruptly, and the scene of the Mozu biting off a piece of flesh from Ling Tian's disciple suddenly came into view.

"I heard that Ling Tian was overjoyed, so I came here to give you a congratulatory gift."

(End of this chapter)