The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 138 Luo Qingchen Goes Crazy Part 2 ([-])
"Hehe, get up, it turns out that you are directly subordinate, I said how can I not remember you as a person, and the next time I see you, I won't kneel down, and don't call me mistress, just follow Xi Zi You can just call me Hexuan Yun." The tears in her hands seemed to know what was going on in Luo Qingchen's mind, and they rushed out quickly to wrap around Xia Xinglan's body kneeling on the ground. Lifted the whole person up and sent it to Xuan Yun's side, and then disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, but the tip of the ice sword that hung in the air and wanted to move forward but couldn't move forward was pointed directly at the tip of Luo Qingchen's nose, and Luo Qingchen But there was no trace of fear on his face, only an undisguised sneer.

Sheng Qingjue didn't seem to want to waste time on Luo Qingchen's body anymore. He turned his palms and wanted to take back the ice sword hanging in front of Luo Qingchen's eyes, but Mo Lan behind him let out a painful moan. Flexibility, he carried Mo Lan on the spot and disappeared, and when he reappeared a few meters away, Sheng Qingjue looked at Yunxi who was wearing a simple moon-white gown with a calm face, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke mockingly He spit out like that, "Who is this emperor supposed to be? It turns out to be His Royal Highness Pluto. It's been a long time since His Highness Pluto has learned to sneak attack people."

Yunxi ignored him, but put one hand behind her back, walked gracefully in front of Luo Qingchen, stretched out her hand to help her remove the strand of black hair hanging down above her eyes, and said with a light smile: "I'm not late."

Luo Qingchen shook his head, "It's not late, the time is just right."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if everything they wanted to say and the feelings they wanted to express were contained in that glance.

One glance is ten thousand years!
Seeing this scene, Sheng Qingjue found it a bit dazzling, and without a word, he held the ice sword and rushed towards Yunxi, showing murderous intent with every move. It was because of him that the obedient Chuan'er would resist him and hurt him. Because of him, Chuan'er, who is so well-behaved and sensible, would return to him even at the risk of death, and would rather stay by his side, all because of him, otherwise, the obedient Chuan'er he cultivated would still be Serve him by his side, if there is no him, then Chuan'er will still come back to him, yes, that's it, as long as you kill Hades in front of Chuan'er, Chuan'er will obediently follow He went back.

Thinking that as long as Pluto died, Chuan'er would follow him back to the heaven again, Sheng Qingjue's eyes that were always full of tenderness filled with murderous intent, "Your Highness Pluto, for Chuan'er, you can die. "After speaking, the ice sword in his hand swung towards Yunxi again, and the profound energy surged out as if he didn't want money.

Asking Luo Qingchen to wait for him in a safe place, Yunxi took out his own weapon, an ancient divine sword that drank the blood of thousands of people, the Qingming Blood Sword, surrounded by blood and full of murderous aura.

As soon as the blood sword came out, the sky and the earth changed color.

Sheng Qingjue just smiled when he saw it, they are evenly matched, the premise is that Yajun is not injured, but now he is seriously injured and hangs all the time, if he wants to defeat him, he is afraid of difficulties, and he is not afraid of that Unleashing the coercion and evil spirit released by the blood sword, he went up to fight Yajun with the ice sword in his hand.

Luo Qingchen didn't lie when she said that it came just in time, but that Yun Xi came at the right time, she could clearly feel the strength in her body gradually passing away, and the memory of Yajun in her mind was like the tide She retreated as fast as she could, making her want to reach out and grab it, but it was in vain. Looking at her outstretched hand, Luo Qingchen felt her eye sockets swell for the first time, but she couldn't shed a tear, so she touched it. Her eyes felt a bone-chilling coldness in the warmth, which made her shiver uncomfortably. The dust and sand brought up by the two people fighting and swinging their swords were blocked by tears, but there was something away from her. And go, that feeling made Luo Qingchen squat down.

(End of this chapter)