The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 126 Demon Spirit Qi 6
At that time, once Qing Yu wakes up, one can imagine what kind of scene it will be.

"If I stop you, is it possible that you want to fight me?"

Jian Luo raised her eyebrows, her tone was cold and cold.

"It's not wrong to kill."

Leng Qingyu spit out four words loudly.

Jian Luo closed her eyes, hiding the pain in her eyes, Qing Yu.
When the sword light came, Jian Luo opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were all over the place, facing the cold sword light, his body spun.

The sword in Leng Qingyu's hand brushed against Jian Luo's cheek.

The three women next to her gasped suddenly, Senior Sister Qing Yu wanted to kill Palace Master Jian Luo?
This.
Withdrawing the sword, the bloodthirsty expression in Leng Qingyu's eyes became more obvious, and the tip of the sword turned towards Jian Luo's heart and stabbed.

Jian Luo stretched out his finger, and two stones popped out from between his fingers. With a sound of 'Dang', the swords clashed, and the stones collided with the tip of the sword.

In an instant, the stone was shattered, and the man with the sword took three steps back.

Leng Qingyu became more courageous as he fought, and belonged to the kind of person who became stronger as he fought.

Jian Luo raised her eyebrows and looked at Leng Qingyu, there was a touch of helplessness besides distress in her eyes.

Qing Yu has become like this, she has to bear full responsibility.

"Qingyu, listen to me, stay in Lengshen Palace now."

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and a strong wind blew up, bringing up dust all over the sky, adding a touch of desolation to this small world.

In the dust and smoke, Jian Luo saw a cold light flashing by, and the face and eyes of the sword bearer were so cold and unfeeling.

Is such a person still the kind and strong Leng Qingyu from before?

Is it still the Leng Qingyu who would be so sad because of the death of the master, and cried several times to the point of passing out?

Seeing Leng Qingyu's transformation, Jian Luo felt her heart was congested, and she couldn't breathe.

Didn't all of this happen to her?
Just thinking about it, but forgetting to dodge.

Leng Qingyu used all his skill in this sword, vowing to take Jian Luo's life.

The cold sword pointed at Jian Luo's heart without mercy.

With the murderous intent of killing everything and destroying everything, he approached Jian Luo.

In a daze, the tip of the sword was only a centimeter away from stabbing Jian Luo.

Suddenly feeling a tight waist, Jian Luo was lifted up abruptly.

Backwards, the speed is so fast that Leng Qingyu has no time to recover.

With a flick of the blue sleeve robe, a gust of wind forced towards Leng Qingyu.

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