The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Gold and iron horses are everywhere.

Among the menacing Dongyue army, there was an extremely luxurious snow silver carriage, and the bead curtain made a clear and pleasant sound, but unfortunately it was drowned out by the sound of battle.

"Miss, the Jinli Kingdom's army is ahead." The maid reported in a low voice in front of the curtain of the carriage.

The woman in the carriage was dressed in snow-coloured brocade, her hair was scattered like seaweed, her beautiful appearance was a little more charming than before, with a variety of styles, and a trace of resentment and viciousness flashed in her glass-colored eyes.

"Is it Chen and Dongfang Jingao?" Her voice was still full of ear, extremely beautiful.

"Yes, Miss." Yi Lan replied.

"Has anyone from Yan Dian come?" Luo Wanqing's voice suddenly changed, sharp and piercing.

"Here we come too." Yi Lan frowned worriedly.

Luo Wanqing's eyes were full of ruthlessness, her eyes were bloodshot, and her delicate nails pierced the corner of her clothes.

"Is the shadow of the cold moon dome coming?"

"I don't know for now, I don't see the shadow of the cold moon, and I don't see the black wooden carriage with the logo." Yi Lan bowed her head and replied, she didn't want the young lady to continue to take revenge.

It took a long time before Luo Wanqing calmed down, and after hesitating for a long time, she asked again: "Yechen...is he here?"

"...Unknown for the time being." Yi Lan buried her head even lower. If it was said that the young lady lived for revenge, then the only thing left in the young lady's heart was Ye Chen.

With a bang, Luo Wanqing shattered a cup, and the torn pieces lay innocently.

"Why didn't you come?! Who came to Yan Dian?!"

"Miss, please calm down, two hall masters have come to the Yan Palace, and... Wuxin." Yi Lan said hastily, Miss and Wuxin have been feuding for a long time, although Wuxin's cultivation base is not very good, it is not easy to kill.

"Wuxin?" Luo Wanqing sneered, she doesn't hate Wuxin very much now, but unfortunately, Wuxin is the sharp blade of Hanyue Qiongying, she must die!

Suddenly, the sound of horns, drums, and the roar of beasts were earth-shattering and deafening.

With a loud bang, a corner of the tower collapsed.

The two armies fought bloody storms.

Luo Wanqing stood on the roof of the carriage, watching the scene of fighting, no matter how much blood was shed, it could not quench the hatred in her heart.

On the city floor.

Wuxin was dressed in a black gauze dress, wearing a veil, her beautiful eyes were cold, when she saw Luo Wanqing who was as proud as before, she couldn't help sneering, Luo Wanqing really came.

Wuxin picked up the bow and arrow next to her, drew the bow, and released the arrow, all in one go.

With a whoosh, the feather arrow passed through the battlefield and flew towards Luo Wanqing's eyebrows.

"The arrow is good, but it's too arrogant." Luo Wanqing turned sideways, stretched out her hand, and clamped the feather arrow between her fingers, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her water-colored lips.

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Wanqing's complexion changed suddenly, black lines covered her flawless white hands.

There is poison on the arrow!

Luo Wanqing threw the feather arrow violently, looked angrily at Wuxin in the distance, and caught Wuxin's sarcasm and contemptuous eyes.

"Luo Wanqing, still the same arrogant." Wuxin hooked her lips, took out a small white porcelain bottle, and dragged it on the palm of her hand.

This is the antidote, come and get it if you have the ability.

Luo Wanqing understood Wuxin's meaning, and she was instantly filled with anger. Seeing the black line on her palm continuously stretching to her arm, she finally felt a little panicked.

Wuxin played with the porcelain vase leisurely and contentedly. If one was not careful, the porcelain vase would fall to the bottom of the city tower, break into pieces, and the trampled bones would be gone.

"Wuxin, today is the day of your death!" Luo Wanqing pulled out the Bing Yi Sword from her waist and flew up.