Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

"Let's go, they found us!" Nangong Aotian urged, and everyone flew like lightning.

Everyone mustered all their strength, the wind was blowing under their feet, and they didn't want to confront these perverted savages.

They don't want to be wildlings' dinner!

All four of them had such a thought in their hearts, not fear, but nausea.

So fucking perverted!

Anyone would feel disgusted!

Without looking back, he kept speeding up, and rushed forward in a swift motion.

Everyone tried their best.

Flying and passing by like the wind, encountering mountains and turning mountains, encountering rivers and crossing rivers.

A group of people ran in a panic in the dense forest.

And those savages kept chasing, pressing every step of the way, without giving way.

Moreover, they had exhausted too much physical strength along the way, and their running speed obviously slowed down a little.

No, we must find a way to get rid of these savages.

Before Qingfeng could think of a solution, she felt someone grabbing the back of her neck.

Damn, it seems that she doesn't want to think of any way to get out.

A silver light flashed, and she heard the wild man groan, and she lightened up.

Nangong Aotian stopped abruptly, stretched out his hand and hooked Qingfeng back, protecting him behind him, with a calm face, he ordered in a cold voice: "Stay behind me."

What he meant was very clear. They had seen the strength of these savages just now, and they were definitely not waiting for nothing. Only by protecting her behind him could he feel at ease.

He is protecting her.

It feels really good to be protected.

In the past, she had never been protected by anyone, and she was the only one who protected others, because everyone knew how powerful she was.

She is the queen of the mercenary world, no one dares to say such a word in front of her, and feels that the word "protect" is a blasphemy against her.

However, no matter how strong she is, she is only a human being. She also wants to have someone to rely on when she is tired, but there has never been such a person.

But this man, guarding and protecting her again and again, feels really good.

It wasn't a question of skill, nor was it that she wasn't strong enough, but the reaction at that moment.

This feeling is so fucking intoxicating, it's like drinking a few catties of old wine, and I feel dizzy again.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he stepped out and stood beside Nangong Aotian: He is an eagle, so why is she a sparrow?

She is the one destined to stand by his side.

Standing side by side, black and white form a pair.

How could we miss her when dealing with these savages!

The savage in front of him, with his ferocious face, strong muscles, and suffocating aura, enveloped Qingfeng and the others in madness.

At the touch of a hair.

The two sides move with the wind, the savages are strong and strong, but Nangong Aotian and others are better than their dexterity. The two sides will come and go for a while, and no one can do anything to the other.

The sharp sword was in the sky, and the murderous aura was flying everywhere. Nangong Aotian and others knew the brute force of these savages, and had never fought against them.

The savages were not only powerful, but also not stupid. After fighting for a while, they also saw that although the four were sharp in swordsmanship and dexterous in stature, they did not have their brute strength, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

Qingfeng's sword is like lightning, and it strikes through the air.

Her skill is definitely considered a master, with this sword, even a strong and iron bone will be chopped off.

I saw that the sharp sword in his hand looked at the savage's arm, and the savage grinned fiercely, but there was only a bloody cut on the hairy arm.

Blood seeped out slightly immediately.

Nima, is the skin too thick?

Qingfeng was slightly startled, the sharp sword in his hand hadn't been withdrawn yet, the savage was furious, his green eyes, bloody mouth, black teeth exuded a cold murderous aura, and his slender fingers slapped him fiercely.

Naturally, Qingfeng would not stand there stupidly, waiting for him to attack, a leap flew past, the savage's attack force was too fierce for a moment, he couldn't hold back his body, and slapped the towering giant tree next to Qingfeng viciously superior.

After hearing a muffled bang, the towering giant tree was snapped off, flew out, hit several giant trees behind, and fell down instantly.

But the savage seemed to turn around nonchalantly, and entangled Qingfeng again, surprised at his destructive power in the slightest.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.

How powerful are these people, ghosts or ghosts? They seem to have underestimated them?

A Shining God, Murong Fu, Situ Liang was swept by the savage's palm, and a mouthful of hot blood spewed out of his mouth.

"Bang" Nangong Aotian's body brushed past the leader of the savage, raised his palm, and a trace of blood appeared in his mouth.

Swords and swords, blood splashes.

I don't know whose blood it is!

Seeing that Nangong Aotian was injured, Qingfeng's eyes flashed with anger, and the palm of his hand was raised, and the knife as thin as a cicada's wings flew out, and shot towards the leader of the savage.

The savage leader dodged, Nangong Aotian seized this opportunity, stabbed fiercely with the sharp sword in his hand, and immediately pierced the savage leader's abdomen.

Blood oozes out, blood spreads from the abdomen of the savage leader, and Nangong Aotian's subordinates use force.

It's a pity that the leader of the savages had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and with one force, Nangong Aotian was sent flying, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Nangong Aotian wiped his mouth with his hand, his body was like a sword, he turned over in the air, faced the hilt of the sword, kicked it fiercely, and flew past the hilt, screaming in his ears.

After Qingfeng helped Nangong Aotian, he didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, and shot at the savage attacking him with a cicada-winged knife, his body flew out like a flying swallow.

Everything was just an instant, as fast as lightning, the sharp sword in his hand flew across the sky, and he was facing the savage who was shot blind by the cicada wing knife. Suddenly, another savage blocked him from the air, his body was like a tower, and the blood in his eyes was red. , like a prairie fire, with a ferocious expression, ignoring Nangong Aotian who was originally fighting, and rushed towards Qingfeng all at once.

Originally among the four of them, Qingfeng was the petite, they didn't take him seriously, only one person attacked her, and the others attacked the other three in groups of three, unexpectedly, this petite person did not have the slightest skill at hand Not weak, they actually hurt their leader and even shot their companions blind.

Seeing the wild man rushing out suddenly, Nangong Aotian couldn't help being frightened, and looked in the direction of his rushing.

With her hair flying and her body like lightning, Qingfeng swung a sharp sword in her hand and attacked the blind savage's neck.

And behind her was a crazy wild man, with sharp claws, almost slapping towards Qingfeng desperately.

The power of that shot just now still left people in shock.

That speed is almost unbelievable.

"Feng, move quickly!" Seeing that savage attacking Qingfeng, Nangong Aotian's heart almost jumped out of his chest in an instant.

Completely ignoring the savage who was still attacking him, he flipped back, and like an arrow, he rushed towards the savage who was chasing Qingfeng.

Behind him, Nangong Aotian's roar was like thunder, and the murderous aura flew towards him, Qingfeng's face sank like water, and his body turned slightly, the savage's attack hit the blind savage's chest, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out and hit.

And the blind savage, relying on his last strength, shot like lightning, clenched his fist and came towards Qingfeng.

The piercing murderous aura came in a flash, so fast that she didn't have any time to breathe. Qingfeng gritted her teeth, raised her eyebrows, her body was like a spring, and with a swish, like a tumbler, she leaned back and fell go.

She is fast, and the movement of the savage who is chasing is even faster.

Qingfeng fell backwards, avoiding the thunderbolt blow of the blind savage before dying, who knew that the savage landed sideways not far from Qingfeng, stretched out his legs and kicked Qingfeng's shoulder furiously.

At this moment, Qingfeng was rising up and landed in mid-air, there was no way to avoid the kick, but Nangong Aotian pounced in time, slashed at that leg with a sword, using enough internal strength to strike that kick, and unexpectedly killed that leg alive Hairy, thick thighs chopped off.

Even so, the kick could not be stopped. Fortunately, the leg lost contact with the body, and the power of the kick was greatly reduced. However, even so, when the leg landed on Qingfeng's shoulder, the powerful force, He also kicked Qingfeng away.

And the place where it flew down was a towering tree. If it really hit the big tree that needed several people to hug it, it might kill half its life if it didn't die.

"Feng!" Seeing this, Nangong Aotian, who followed closely, his eyes turned red immediately, and with a roar, he slashed at the savage's head with a sword, splitting a huge savage in half.

Immediately, the figure flew out suddenly, and the speed was forcibly increased several times in an instant, as if chasing the wind and chasing the moon, rushing towards the giant tree that Qingfeng was about to hit.

Situ Liang and Murong Fu were also stunned by the scene before them, and those wild men were also terrified.

"Grandma, the boat capsized in the gutter today." Qingfeng felt as if the flesh and bones on her shoulders were shattered when the savage slapped her just before she died. The giant tree crashed into it.

Seeing the giant tree getting closer and closer to her, she was actually unable to take any action to protect herself.

damn it!

A black wind flashed and howled past.

Seeing that Qingfeng was about to fall on the giant tree, Nangong Aotian acted like a god, and when the army was about to attack, he took the lead by one step, ahead of Qingfeng, and leaned his body against the giant tree.

Qingfeng couldn't move, she was very angry in her heart, she didn't want to see herself in a mess, so in desperation, she closed her eyes,

There was a "bang", but it hit a soft spot. Although it hurt, it was definitely not as painful as imagined.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Nangong Aotian spitting out a mouthful of hot blood, splashing on her white clothes that could be seen faintly.

Stupid!

Qingfeng was angry and impatient, and couldn't control it anymore, the hot blood that had been stuck in her throat spurted out all at once.

"Feng, Feng... are you alright?" Nangong Aotian didn't care about his blood spurting, but he tried his best to lift Qingfeng's chin, his eyes could almost spurt blood, and he looked even more ferocious than that savage.

"It's okay, I can't die!" Qingfeng wiped a mouthful of blood, raised her head, and looked at Nangong Aotian: "What about you?"

"I'm fine, I can't be better!" She glanced at Qingfeng, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

Smile so blindingly!

The bloodstains on the mouth made Nangong Aotian's ferocious look even more terrifying, and a powerful murderous aura broke out from Nangong Aotian's body.

The God of Slaughter began to descend upon the world.

With Nangong Aotian as the center, the fierce murderous intent continuously spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

Nangong Aotian let Qingfeng lean on the trunk of the giant tree, and he rushed into the battle circle like lightning.

The whole person is like an evil spirit possessing a body, with a strong murderous aura that cannot be concealed.

Those women who dare to hurt him, he will destroy these monsters!

The sharp sword flashed, and the enchanting face was suddenly iron-blooded, like a bloodthirsty Shura from hell, stepping on the flames and rain.

The body is like a sharp sword, the sword is bloody, Nangong Aotian is like harvesting, constantly attacking, confronting those savages, killing ghastly, ruthless killing moves.

There was no sharp edge of the silver sword, only the light flashed, and the sword pierced straight into the savage's chest, and when he drew it hard, the blood sprayed from the chest sprayed Nangong Aotian's face.

He didn't even have the desire to wipe it with his hand, he just continued to attack, the sticky blood fell drop by drop.

And the savages were also angry, and unexpectedly abandoned Murong Fu, Situ Liang ignored it, and all besieged Nangong Aotian.

Compared with the huge savage body, Nangong Aotian's sense of existence is too small, but the murderous aura emanating from his body makes it impossible to ignore his existence.

"Junior brother!" Murong Fu couldn't help but screamed, seeing him facing all the savages alone, he didn't know what it was like for a moment.

This is too dangerous!

Although, in his heart, he never wanted to use this dense forest to take the lives of Nangong Aotian and Situ Liang, but when the time came, he hesitated.

It shouldn't be like this!

Situ Liang glanced at Nangong Aotian, his brows were also frowned, and there was also a hesitation: Qingfeng's words are still in my ears!

There was a murderous look in his eyes, Nangong Aotian didn't care about the hesitation and hesitation in Situ Liang and Murong Fu's hearts, he shouted loudly, with a sharp sword in his hand, his figure flew out like lightning, and attacked the wild people.

Seeing the first savage who took the initiative to fight, Nangong Aotian cut off the savage in half with a sharp sword light.

Blood spurted out, and Nangong Aotian swung his sword upwards in a fit of rage, unexpectedly piercing the second savage from his abdomen, picking it up, and smashing it at another savage.

But the third savage took this opportunity to punch Nangong Aotian, and Nangong Aotian didn't dodge or dodge. He made a fist with his left hand, which had never held a sword, and aimed at the savage's fist to meet him.

"Crack" sound.

It's the sound of broken bones.

Qingfeng was shocked: Could it be...