The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 303 Still Untitled (1)
"Now while I'm in a good mood, get the hell out of here." Pulling Xuechen in his arms to his back, his huge feathered wings flapped slightly, pieces of snow-white feathers flew down, like snow Snowflakes in the Kingdom of Snow, Xuechen opened his hand in a daze and received a piece of soft feather, then held it lightly, with a smile on his lips.

Qing Wushuang knew Luo Qingchen's ability, she had already discovered it when she was approaching, but she didn't make a sound, now the person who spoke for sure was not him, but someone else, for a moment, those cold and unparalleled eyes There was wind and snow in his eyes, overflowing little by little, scattered from him, and walked out from the corner of the street, "Qingchen, leave it to me, take good care of Xuechen."

Pulling out the sword that was pinned to his waist, in an instant, evil spirits overflowed, Luo Qingchen sighed, pulled Xuechen with a dazed face away without saying anything, flapped his huge wings, and then stretched them to the In front of my eyes, I raised my hand and touched it, "It's so troublesome."

Stretching the wings on her back to her eyes, the huge snow-white wings enveloped her whole body. After a flash of golden light, those huge wings were gone. Sha, as she moved, the palace bell on her ankle kept ringing, spreading far away, Xuechen was not much shocked by this, she stood quietly beside Luo Qingchen, her expression occasionally confused, Occasionally absent minded, but soon the focal length appeared again.

After Qing Wushuang finished finishing those tails, regardless of the blood splattered on his face, he leaned against the wall with blank eyes, looked up at the dark sky, then pursed his lips and smiled, all the burdens and entanglements in his heart were Let it go at this time, he only wants Xuechen to be safe and sound, and he doesn't expect anything else, as for him, he can just ask Qingchen to erase her memory at that time.

The rain fell in response to the situation, and washed away the blood stained on his silver shirt, and mixed with blood and flowed down, "Wu Shuang, enough cowardice, let's go, whoever said that he wants to avenge Xuechen? Self-pity and self-sorrow cannot be avenged here." Jun Mo bent over and chuckled.

Qing Wushuang raised his hand to wipe away the traces of indistinguishable rain or tears on his face, restored his elegant and indifferent appearance, put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and chased Luo Qingchen and Xuechen with the wind Going in the direction, Jun Mo behind touched his wet nose and said angrily to Hua next to him: "Does this count as being forgotten by the two of us?"

Hua Henran glanced at Qing Wushuang's back that was about to disappear in the rain curtain, and nodded in agreement. Qing Wushuang could only see Xuechen's figure in his eyes and heart. forgotten.

Feng Ranmo crossed her legs and was still looking at the paper in her hand, drawing a few strokes with a brush from time to time, and Ji Nian beside her also asked a few words from time to time, the two got along very well, Si Yajun looked into the distance, facing A few people behind said: "It seems that some people can't bear it anymore."

Although the rain washed away the aura of the two people, Si Yajun still felt the remaining coercion. She stretched out her hand and pressed her chest slightly. It seemed that she could still feel a little pain here. Enmity, holy desolation, we will meet soon.

"Master, what should we do next?" Xudu was still a little excited about the war that year, the bloody smell permeated, stimulating his aggressive organs, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and go Tearing up their corpses, Si Yajun cast a sideways glance at Xudu, who couldn't control his excitement, and with a simple word, he knocked back all the words Xudu had said, and the rainwater splashed down from the top of his head extinguished all his enthusiasm , "Chuan'er has itchy hands recently, why don't you have a game with Chuan'er."

(End of this chapter)