The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 418: Mo Lan Attacks the Holy Spirit and Kills the Gods (2)
Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the figure in the distance that seemed to be fused with the night, and lightly raised his right hand in the air, and the death scythe that was exuding blood-red evil spirit was caught by the snow-white and slender Holding his hand in his hand, he waved it lightly, blocking the hidden guards who rushed up from behind with weapons in their hands. Luo Qingchen's figure sitting on the high wall still didn't move a bit, and his back was proudly and coldly, making Xiaobei and Si The eyes of Yajun and the others changed slightly, Si Yajun's eyes were even darker, a strange purple flashed in the bottom of her eyes, just when she was about to jump on the wall, she heard Luo Qingchen's ethereal and ethereal voice The voice fell with the falling snowflakes: "Don't move."

Si Yajun froze for a moment, and then her beautiful eyebrows were drawn back. There was a bit of tyranny and a little meaningful complexity between her eyebrows. She raised her hand and a wave of coercion swept over, causing those people to be suppressed by coercion one after another. The body could not move for half a minute, and the Luo family and others who rushed over after hearing the movement were all excluded by a transparent barrier, and inside the barrier, the dark guards, Xiaobei and others seemed to have been raped. Standing in the same place as the freeze technique, due to the darkness of the night and the continuous snowflakes falling from the sky blocking everyone's sight, they couldn't see the cold sweat on the faces of those people clearly.

On the contrary, Kou Lian frowned and looked at Luo Qingchen who was sitting on the high wall and holding the death scythe in his hand as if he was about to fight, her heart seemed to be beating a drum, making her face a little pale, with a few strands floating between her brows With an obvious look of worry, his knuckles were white and he tightened Luo Qingshan's skirt, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something but he never said it.

Luo Qingshan noticed Kou Lian's emotional ups and downs, patted her on the shoulder lightly with his big palm, and comforted her: "Don't worry, this child Qingchen will have a sense of proportion." It can be seen that Luo Qingchen is preparing to fight, and no one is allowed to intervene, Luo Qingshan quietly clenched his other hand but did not do anything.

The least worry among these people is that Yu is wrong, she knows Luo Qingchen's ability, even though she is pregnant now, she believes in her.

Fengranmo's beautiful and stern Danfeng eyes lightly raised, and a gloomy light passed through his eyes, and the hostility in his body was terrifying. After Wuying and Wusheng glanced at each other, they took a step back and stood by Fengran. Behind Mo did not move half a step, Ji Nian pursed his lips and stared at Luo Qingchen's belly with his bright eyes, and the rest of them stood together tacitly.

Qi Le blinked her sleepy eyes and came among the crowd, being protected by her mother, Qi Le was still a little uncomfortable with so many people, so she shrank her neck in the direction of her mother, with only a pair of clothes hanging on her thin body. The turquoise long gown was blown by the wind, and more than half of it was empty. It looked green with a hint of silent charm and unreasonable sadness.

Shen Mu was one step too late and didn't follow Xiaobei and Xia Xinglan, so he was blocked by Si Yajun's barrier, looking at the immobile crowd with puffed cheeks, he kept rejoicing in his heart that it was okay He took a step too late and didn't go in, otherwise the taste would be uncomfortable, moreover, Shen Mu's dark eyes glanced at the slightly pale Qi Le, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xu Du stood at the back of the crowd with a playful look on his face, "It seems that someone has lost their composure and made the first move."

After Feng Ranmo heard it, she just glanced at Xudu lightly, then turned her head and said indifferently: "Then who do you think it could be?"

Maybe it's because Feng Ranmo's question is a little strange, Xudu and the people who heard the voice all looked at Feng Ranmo, his cold and charming side face made him look a little more Indifferent and ruthless, even the spoken words seemed to merge with the surrounding snowflakes, carrying a stream of ice scum, freezing people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)