The belly of the dark emperor

734 kill him
Not long after Leng Mobai took Huangfu Minghan and Nalan Qingli away from here, he heard a "boom", and the room they were in just exploded.

It's dangerous, if it's a little later, they will all be blown to pieces.

Leng Mobai led the two of them towards the Wuji Hall at high speed, not daring to stay for a while.

The only one who can save Huangfu Minghan now is Leng Yitian.

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Two years later, Tianman Palace.

I only heard the sound of "rumbling" constantly, and those magnificent castles were constantly being destroyed.

A hall that used to be resplendent and resplendent is now in a mess, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and he can't see his previous appearance at all.

A tall man stood among the ruins, his long purple robe fluttered without any wind, and the hem of his flying clothes carried a rolling murderous look.

He is extremely handsome, with an aura that makes people tremble, even if he breathes out, it seems to be enough to make the whole place tremble.

With handsome cheeks and cold eyes, she stared at the man who fell on the ground not far away.

The man's face was distorted, and the strange pattern on his face was hideous.

He still can't believe that Huangfu Minghan is not dead.

Not only did he not die, but after two years, his strength surpassed him, and he could easily destroy him.

Now, she was destroyed by him in front of him even more like a dog.

Huangfu Minghan did not die, Leng Yitian's superb alchemy brought him back to life, it took almost two years for Leng Yitian to treat Huangfu Minghan back, and Huangfu Minghan's real cultivation time was only a few days Just ten days.

Zhan Yihuang has lived for hundreds of years, and ordinary people can't surpass him if they practice for two years.

But he, Huangfu Minghan, has the void space, and the time in the void space is much longer than that outside. When Huangfu Minghan exhausts the last energy in the void space, his strength is enough to kill Zhan Yihuang.

"Qingyu, kill him, kill him." Zhan Yihuang clutched his chest, weakly giving orders to Nalan Qingyu who was standing beside him.

Nalan Qingyu looked at Huangfu Minghan, her eyes were scarlet, and her eyes were full of rolling murderous aura.

Huangfu Minghan looked at her with distressed eyes and tenderness that couldn't be resolved.

"Qingyu, this deity is Huangfu Minghan, Qingyu, don't you remember this deity?" Huangfu Minghan stood there, motionless, calling Nalan Qingyu softly.

Looking at Huangfu Minghan's expression, Zhan Yihuang couldn't help sneering.

At this time, Nalan Qingyu didn't even recognize Huangfu Minghan, she was just his puppet now, a puppet without any emotion, a puppet he allowed to control.

Nalan Qingyu stared at him with blood-red eyes, without emotion, and slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist.

She flew up, and the long sword in her hand went towards Huangfu Minghan's heart with incomparable precision.

puff--

The sharp sword sank into his chest, and he didn't even frown, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was particularly satisfied.

When Nalan Qingyu's red eyes saw Huangfu Minghan like this, her eyes turned black for an instant.

She didn't speak, but the hand holding the sharp sword trembled inexplicably for some reason.

His eyes were still gentle, and his deep voice was sweet, "Qingyu, do you hate me for being late?"

"I know you must still know me, you don't speak, you are just complaining about me, right?" Huangfu Minghan was talking to himself, as if Nalan Qingyu could really understand what he said.

(End of this chapter)