Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Chen Yan's eyes began to loose up, but he seemed to shine back, and his voice was even stronger than just now.

"Tell him this life Only widows Otherwise I am a ghost And not Let him go... "

Duanmu Qing can only nod desperately.

Chen Yan vomited a big mouthful of blood, and slowly closed his eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly, but there was no movement. A calm face, it seems that there is a faint smile.

"Your Highness! Your highness

Duanmuqing cried bitterly.

There was a noise in the distance. A man in white seemed to see the scene. He suddenly knelt down and vomited blood. It seemed that the red blood could dye the land under his feet to the depth.

The white man's fingernails were deeply immersed in the bloodstained land. The mud mixed with the fishy blood made the man's nails dirty.

"Palace master..."

The men in white were surrounded by a group of people in white, and they called the man in white in a low voice.

The man in white turned a deaf ear, but the people next to him could see clearly that the tears of the man in white had been mixed with the blood, and the soil was already filthy.

The man in white stood up and walked slowly towards Chen Yan.

No matter how the soldiers of Jin State looked at him with a strange look, he seemed to have lost his soul and walked to the figure in the pool of blood.

Chen Suqing's eyes narrowed. Water palace? How dare Nangong huaiyue come out with the water palace? Is he not afraid that others will know that he is the leader of the evil cult?

Just to see what he wanted to do for the moment, he made a gesture to accept the soldiers and put away their weapons.

When Nangong huaiyue approached the man in the pool of blood, he knelt down slowly, stretched out his trembling hand to touch the man's eyebrows, eyes and lips. He thought he would touch a piece of warmth, but only a piece of cold.

Nangong huaiyue hugs Chen Yan in her arms. She just hugs her in a daze and lets her tears hit the man's face. In this way, his warm tears fell on the man's face, and there might be some temperature on his face

All of a sudden, he seemed to be stunned and lowered his head to kiss his lips. Yan'er, you are lying to me I kiss you, you don't want to mess with me, OK? Yan'er, don't joke with me. My heart is killing me Yan'er

But no matter how he kisses, the man is still motionless, his face is still cold, that is the temperature of the dead.

He gave up. He still clung to Chen Yan, but his mouth gave out a frightening laugh, just like the shrill voice of a fierce ghost climbing out of hell for his life, "you killed my husband, ha ha I want you to pay for my husband's life! You all go to hell... "

Then, he took out the sword that Chen Yan was wearing on his waist. The white shadow flashed like a ghost's body method. In a blink of an eye, he killed several people.

Chen Suqing's face was startled: "shoot the arrow! He's using evil power

However, it is already late.

In the blood rain, the man in white killed his eyes. His white clothes had already become a bloody suit. His dazzling red was like hell Shura. Every arrow was evaded by his ghost like figure, killing endlessly. The sword in his hand was bleeding all the time, and the bloody air was soaring to the sky.

It seems that he came from the hell to kill the people, but not for others.

In the blink of an eye, there was blood all over the land, and the vast plain was soaked with blood.

Chen Suqing has fallen in a pool of blood. He died in pain after thousands of knives. When he died, his eyes were full of fear and pain.

All the generals were killed.

Nangong huaiyue, however, is killing like a devil. When the sword rises and falls, dozens of people fall down, and the blood on the ground is more profound.

All the soldiers threw down their weapons and surrendered. Nangong huaiyue, however, showed no mercy and killed them all. His strange martial arts moves are enough to kill all the people present.

"Palace master! Did you break the seal? "

A man in white saw Nangong huaiyue in such a way that he could not help but startled.

When Nangong huaiyue didn't know when, his head was full of green silk and turned into white hair. His white clothes were dyed red with blood, and his head was full of silver silk, which was no different from the devil. The wind swept, his voice in the wind some can not really hear, but also enough to hear that person.

He said, "for his sake, I'm willing to become a devil."