The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

So, Qiongying twisted out the unripe fruits and threw them away, and then picked some ripe ones to make up for them.

After picking the fruit, the two returned to the stream just now, washed the fruit, and then sat on the stone to eat the fruit together.

Ye Chen took a peek at her, she ate very slowly, bit by bit, and ate very small, so the usual food had to be cooked very delicately.

After eating the fruit, the two left the woods and came to the street again. It was already afternoon, and there were only a few panic-stricken pedestrians on the street.

Ye Chen followed her, did she come out today by accident or on purpose?Why do you go to the back mountain of the prime minister's mansion today, four years later?Just because of emblica?

"Today is a good day." Qiongying said something irrelevant, and then went east.

Ye Chen hurriedly followed. To the east was the palace of the Jinli Kingdom. Yesterday, the lord of the Jinli Kingdom died of illness. Today is the battle for the throne.

Going east, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the evil spirit was soaring into the sky. The roar of beasts, the clash of weapons, and the whimpering of dying could be faintly heard.

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In the palace, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and it was bloody.

Two factions of humans and beasts are fighting, one is Nangong Lue, the other is Nangong Chen, the battle is raging, and they are probably all bloody.

The gorgeous royal palace was stained with blood, and it was a bit enchanting.

On the Sky Observation Tower, Qiongying watched the battle in the palace, as if she was watching a play, as if she was indifferent, and did not arouse her emotions at all.

Ye Chen's expression darkened, what was she looking at?Still have any plans?Or just wait and see?

On the high tower, this small platform is very quiet, but under the tower, it is very noisy, the clamor of death.

Footsteps came from under the pagoda, the people who came were Wuxin and Qingjun, Wuxin was still dressed in plain gauze.

And Qingjun is dressed in a voluptuous red dress, gorgeous but not beautiful, gorgeous but not vulgar, coquettish and seductive, like patches of manjusawa in full bloom, desperate and bewildered, stunning the world of mortals.

"Master." Wu Xin lowered her eyes, stood behind Qiong Ying, and said in a low voice.

Qingjun walked up to Qiongying, stood side by side with her, looked at her, and seemed a little unhappy and said: "Sister, at noon, I wanted to come with you, but I didn't expect you to come first."

"Qingjun, what do you think?" Qiongying glanced at him lightly, then continued to watch the flames of battle under the tower.

"At present, Nangong Chen seems to be losing momentum." Qing Jun only glanced at Zhanhuo, and then turned his gaze back to her. Didn't she see it?Today he deliberately wore red.

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The royal palace was in chaos. Powerful illusions destroyed palaces one by one, tiles were flying everywhere, and ruins were broken.

Nan Gongchen stood on the high steps, like a king, watching the fight below with cold eyes.

"Chen, aren't you worried?" Jing Ao glanced at Gaota, these people deliberately came to watch the show.

"It's useless to worry." Nangong Chen's eyes darkened, and with a big wave of his hand, he caught a rain arrow that hit his face.

"It's too calm, I sigh to myself." Jing Ao twitched the corner of his mouth, Hanyue Qiongying and the others were hiding their secrets, their identities were strange, if they had an oriole behind them and took advantage of others, the consequences would be disastrous.

"That girl named Wu Xin, who is she?" Nan Gongchen glanced at the tower and asked suddenly.

"How do I know? What's your plan?" Jing Ao ruthlessly despised Nangong Chen in his heart.

Chen usually looks like a modest gentleman. On the surface, he seems to be alienated from all women, but in essence he only pays special attention to extremely beautiful women.