Queen is reborn

Chapter 300 The thorns are poisonous [2]

Grandpa Bai didn't hide it. I don't know whether to answer Xue Ling'er or want to say to Qianmo Qingcheng, "You can't resist with spiritual power, it's all up to God's will. If you live, you can take away the Jade Flower. If you don't live, you can only take it away." It can be said that it was destined by God.”

Xue Ling'er trembled violently, did she take her life out again?
Dad's body is highly poisonous, and if another force hits him, even if he can't lose his life, he will lose half of his life.

Qianmo Qingcheng smiled faintly at what Grandpa Bai said, the smile was soft, like spring water, permeating into the hearts of the people, feeling cool and refreshing.

"After the decision is made, we can get in touch."

Grandpa Bai's deep voice sounded.

Qianmo Qingcheng turned her head, looked at the Jade Flower, and reached out to touch it without thinking.

The golden brilliance is beautiful.

The pale face like a flowing cloud is set against the golden halo, showing an unfathomable and incomparably noble Qianmo Qingcheng.

With a light touch of a finger, the golden light is like a soft membrane, soft and not hard.

Jade Blood Jade Flower felt the outside world lightly touch the golden protective light layer, the flower trembled slightly, and the flower leaves began to move closer to the center of the flower, the golden light burst out like a waterfall, and in an instant, it was sucked dry like water in a sponge .

Qianmo Qingcheng stared blankly, the golden light had disappeared and turned into a stream of golden light, melting into the heart of the purple flower.

There was a slight movement between the eyebrows, and murderous intentions arose everywhere.As the light danced, a sharp arrow made of golden streamer pierced through the air.

The sharp arrow came suddenly, as if there was no chance for people to breathe.

A golden sword seeped out from the purple flower center.

Qianmo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, and her figure remained motionless.

His bloody hands had been withdrawn, hanging at his sides, and he was waiting.

The golden sharp arrow contained a fierce murderous aura.

It was like a beast that had been sleeping for a hundred years, was sleeping, but was awakened by Qianmo Qingcheng's touch just now.

It's going to go crazy.The goal is Qianmo Qingcheng.

It melted into light, with a sense of cruelty.

A pair of purple eyes, calm, like a lake in March, completely calm.

No matter how murderous you are, no matter how much you want to destroy him, he remains calm and unmoved.

The sharp arrow moved suddenly, like a cheetah, fiercely attacking Qianmo Qingcheng.

Qianmo Qingcheng's face was expressionless, and her bloodless face was so calm that it was shocking.

Not far away, Xue Ling'er tightly held the corner of Grandpa Bai's clothes, and Xue Ling'er rubbed the smooth clothes into wrinkles.

A little sweat broke out on her small forehead, Xue Linger's teeth chattered in fear as she watched the sharp arrows approaching Qianmo Qingcheng.

Even she could feel the bloodthirsty and murderous intent of that golden arrow, if it pierced into her father's body, her father would not be able to resist with spiritual power, but could only bear it silently, she couldn't imagine, What would that feel like?
Grandpa Bai was surprisingly calm, he changed from his usual idle expression, but he could still see the worry on his face.

That sharp arrow is not paper.

It was the result of the backlash of the golden light layer, a sharp arrow transformed from half of the golden light.

The sharp arrow pierced the sky, approaching Qianmo Qingcheng's chest with a cold breath.

He is merciless, like a ferocious beast, wishing to tear Qianmo Qingcheng apart at once.

Qianmo Qingcheng Xin's long body stood upright, not moving, dodging or avoiding, allowing the sharp arrow to pierce.

'Hiss——' The sharp arrow tore through the air, and the sound of piercing into the flesh and bones resounded in the air.

Qianmo Qingcheng's body trembled slightly, her face turned pale instantly, standing under the sun, she was almost transparent.

The momentum of the sharp arrow was really too strong, and Qianmo Qingcheng didn't use his spiritual energy to resist, so he was forced to take a step back and stepped on the thorny road again.

With a slightly bent body, Qianmo Qingcheng had a pale face, raised a hand, and stroked his chest tremblingly. At that position, there was a golden arrow pierced into the flesh.

(End of this chapter)