Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2030 Towards death together!
Hong Luan raised the corners of her brows, she wore plain hands and dressed in elegant clothes, and a flower of manjusawa slowly lingered from her fingertips.

Her vermilion lips were slightly parted, as if she was singing something, on her enchanting face was a fearless indifference and a hint of determination.

Even if she had to pay a painful price, she would not hesitate!

The Nether Sword lengthened inch by inch, and as Hong Luan chanted in a low voice, the red spiritual power in her palm began to become more intense, pouring into the dark red chilling sword body like flowing water.

Drop by drop of blood is being cast in it, making it even more gloomy and terrifying.

"Ghost Thousand Blades!"

Hongluan finally smiled decisively, the long sword in her hand continued to expand and become longer, and with her cold drink, it split into tens of thousands of countless sword blades, all of which went towards Qiyue, covering her surroundings All parties are blocked.

Qiyue looked at the densely packed red swords, golden light flew, and quickly condensed into a mask, blocking all the attacking sword arrows outside, and looked at Hong Luan in the blood red.

She resisted the pain in her body caused by this powerful attack, turned her hands over, gathering the golden light in her palms, a long sword with a cold light, pierced through the arrows and blades, and approached Hongluan who was still casting spells.

The piercing murderous aura swept across the golden long sword, and Hongluan suddenly blocked it with the Nether sword.

"Clang!"

Hongluan's mouth was numb from that powerful blow, and her whole body quickly became empty due to the excessive consumption of divine power.

Her cold and arrogant figure was a little depressed, she glanced at Qiyue who was trapped by her blood-condensed Ten Thousand Blades, and suddenly swung another palm, without stopping for a moment, she went directly in the direction of Zhushentai .

However, just as her ghostly figure darted out of the surrounding area, hundreds of divine senses locked onto her aura.

Outside of the soul-locking platform, there are several gods from the protoss, more than a hundred immortals, and thousands of criminals.

It was densely packed, just to destroy her alone!
Hongluan could tell at a glance that it was Qiyue who used secret magic to control those gods, otherwise, those gods were all loyal to the Buddha spirit, how could they want to put her to death?

The woman sneered a few times, then moved her body, and sat on the bloody ground like that, released the cloud from the phoenix feather, and condensed the small black altar dug out from under the willow tree in the Evergreen Palace in her hand.

Hongluan pulled out the wine cork with one hand, and a fiery red Bianhua was soaked in the white spiritual liquid. During these 3000 years, it never withered at all, and it bloomed scorchingly.

Just like the sisterhood between them, it bloomed brilliantly.

Yunyun didn't speak, and sat down with Hongluan.

Hongluan narrowed her eyes and looked at the cloud, and sighed sadly: "This is the wine I buried in the Evergreen Palace 3000 years ago. I originally wanted to share it with the Lord, but who knows, the Lord has gone to the lower realm. "

"After 3000 years, there will be no chance to drink again, but you are still here now. If this is the case, let us go to death together!"

As Hongluan said, she raised her head and drank a big mouthful of sake, and then the wine jar she was holding in her jade hand was thrown far away, like a streamer, it flew straight towards the cloud, and landed in Yun's hand.

Yun Yun also raised his head and took a sip, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, they could understand each other's thoughts without any words.

On Hong Luan's blood-stained cheeks, there was a bright smile, just like the expressions they had when they were playing around under the seat of the Buddha.

Yun Yun raised his eyes, and the brightness in his eyes spread silently, a smile appeared in his peach blossom eyes, his blood-stained lips were slightly raised, and his long hair like a waterfall was blowing away in the wind.

(End of this chapter)