Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo looked at the sky and found that the sky was dark at this time. The wind was blowing and the dark clouds were rolling.

Is it really Longfei language? Is it going to be robbed?

"What about the king of Qin?"

"The robbery is over."

Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to hold her hand and hide her figure. She silently looked at several people by the lake.

Mr. Lang obviously didn't think that the king of Qin really stabbed him.

Deep eyes, looking at the man who was still strong, slowly released his hand.

The ban on Longfei language was lifted.

Long Feiyu fell from the air. Despite the pain, he ran frantically towards the king of Qin who had knelt to the ground, held his body and cried, "king of Qin, king of Qin, how can you be so stupid..."

"I... nothing..." the king of Qin put the token in Longfei's hand and said hard, "run... Don't look back. Someone... Will pick you up."

"Let's go together." Longfei's tears blurred her vision. She gritted her teeth but didn't hesitate. Her strength was great. She bent down and picked up the king of Qin. Looking at the dagger in her chest, she also knew that if it was pulled out, she was afraid that the king of Qin would die immediately.

When the king of Qin put his arm on his shoulder and was about to leave here, Mr. Lang suddenly moved.

Flying forward, blocking the way of Longfei language.

Thin lips tightly pursed, pursed into a cold straight line.

A pair of eyes rolled with emotions that people couldn't understand.

His hands suddenly clenched tightly.

"Young master Lang, do you want to go back?" Longfei's eyes were filled with cold hatred. He just wanted to cut the devil in front of him.

"You let him go." young master Lang said suddenly.

The cold sight fell on the half unconscious king of Qin, and his anger was deeper.

"Don't let go." Longfei said.

Childe Lang smiled coldly, waved his hand and patted Longfei aside.

Without support, the king of Qin's body was shaky, but he looked at the jealous man in front of him through his blurred vision.

Mr. Lang?

Hehe, what the hell is this?

But he knew that he could not fall.

He stood still with the greatest perseverance in his life.

There are countless battles and injuries.

How many times on the edge of life and death.

But he knew that he was only afraid of bad luck this time.

Can clearly feel the blood in the body passing a little.

Childe Lang is more angry. He is exhausted by his recent torture.

He knew that the divine consciousness really didn't disappear.

In his way, it exists in his body and in his heart.

"I won't kill her, I didn't say I won't kill you." young master Lang stretched out his hand, and a sharp sword with black lacquer light suddenly appeared in his palm.

He smiled grimly and stabbed at the king of Qin.

A figure rose from the ground and stood in front of the king of Qin at the moment when he was about to stab him.

Young master Lang was so frightened that he had no time to put away his sword that he had to step back.

However, it still stabbed Longfei's heart.

The black sword is an artifact of young master lang. different from the dagger, it has pure magic Qi and instantly surrounds the dragon flying language.

It was getting darker and darker, and a flash of lightning cut through the vast sky.

Followed by deafening thunder sounded overhead.

As if to shake the earth down.

Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to hold down her hand. Her eyes were dark. Unexpectedly, Longfei language would usher in Jiutian xuanlei.

This is God's treatment.

I don't know if Longfei can bear it.

However, she had to carry the disaster herself.

Long Feiyu looked down at the sword inserted in his chest.

Look up slowly.

The sealed memories and accomplishments are all released at this moment.