Reborn Concubine Against the Sky

Chapter 892 Bloodbath of the Royal Family 21
Seeing that Ao Qianling was still standing there motionless, Yan Mo clapped his hands and prepared to walk over. His hands were still clean and white, and there was no trace of dirt.

"Xiao Ling'er, you can take off the cloak on your face now and show it to me."

As Yan Mo walked, she said with a smile.

"Master Mozun only killed one Xuanyuan Yunchun, and you are qualified to say this after killing them all."

The corner of Ao Qianling's mouth pulled a smile, with a bit of charm, she held the white-edged saber lightly in her hand, and she didn't say that killing Xuanyuan Yunchun just now would be enough.

Yan Mo thought carefully about what Ao Qianling said just now, then nodded and continued: "Okay, wait here for the deity, I will come right away."

After Yan Mo finished speaking, her whole body turned into a puff of black air and quickly disappeared into the air.

After a while, a lot of wailing was heard, and people fell to the ground one after another.

Ao Qianling raised her brows lightly, anyway, there was someone helping her, so there was nothing wrong with saving her a lot of energy.

Ao Qianling just stood there quietly, and didn't intend to join the fight of these people. Without her action, all the people in the Xuanyuan Royal Family would still be dead.

At a very fast speed, Yan Mo dealt with those people. At the same time, Ao Qianling had already made those killers withdraw quickly. There were only three people left in this empty place. She, Yan Mo, and There is Mei Ji who is always by Yan Mo's side.

The execution ground and Xingtai were full of corpses. Those corpses were all torn apart, or missing arms and legs. It was impossible to recognize who was who at this time. Those who could know were all dead.

The blood is constantly flowing, the cold wind is blowing, the sky is still very dark, this place is like a river bathed in blood, in the capital of Shura, apart from the smell of blood, apart from blood, apart from dead people, apart from corpses, what else can there be?

"Ling'er, you have nothing to say now."

Yan Mo walked over the corpse step by step, his dark red robe fluttered slightly, on the bloody ground, he looked like the king of Shura, with a charming smile on his face but extremely bloodthirsty.

"There are so many corpses."

Ao Qianling ignored Yan Mo, glanced at this place by herself, her cold voice was not warm at all.

"Ling'er."

Yan Mo frowned, and immediately rushed to Ao Qianling.

Mei Ji could only stand a few steps away from him. The demon king really wanted to kill a woman himself. He had the dark power of gods, demons and evil stars in him. Too much blood stained would strengthen that power. When the time comes, he can't control his own mind, and he will go mad and be controlled by gods, demons and evil stars.

That powerful dark force is an evil force gathered from several realms. It was trapped 1000 years ago, but now it is slowly sprouting again. Once it erupts, several realms will be destroyed.

"Xiao Ling'er, you should fulfill your promise, black cloak, take it off."

Yan Mo leaned over again, and the two faced each other, the distance between them was only about one meter wide.

Yan Mo looked at the black cloak, and really wanted to reach out to take it off, look at her underneath, and want to know what she looks like at this time, her expression.

The corners of Ao Qianling's mouth were slightly hooked, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were staring at Yan Mo, and the hand-to-hand sword in his hand was slowly clenched.

She held the sword still with one hand, and slowly approached her black cloak with the other.

(End of this chapter)