The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 430 The Enmity Between the Three of them (2)

In fact, the blood soul secret technique should be regarded as a kind of spiritualism, using human blood as a sacrifice, and summoning ghosts for one's own use.

However, this kind of secret technique is so evil that almost no one can complete it, and it also has a great backlash effect.

If the operator is a little careless, he will pay his life for it.

With such a result, Xiao Mengyao only believed that Murong Qingge was really crazy.

He wanted to die, and he dragged so many innocent people with him, his cold-bloodedness had surpassed her imagination.

"It seems that he is going to take action again." Xiao Mengyao said, unconsciously looking at Fu Boyan.

She had a hunch that Murong Qingge was going to come for the real thing this time, and perhaps it was also the last grievance between the three of them.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fu Boyan understood what she was worried about. He still knew a little about the blood soul secret technique, and he also knew a little about what Murong Qingge wanted to do.

"Nothing else, let's go."

After Fu Boyan finished speaking, Gongsun Qian left without staying.

That night, Murong Qingge appeared outside the villa.

Now he looks very devilish, with a pair of red eyes, as if he came from hell.

In the car, he quietly watched his new puppet fight the Blood Shadow Ten Sha, and it was obvious that the Blood Shadow Ten Sha was invincible.

Haha, they really didn't disappoint him.

However, he had just been happy for a while, and was immediately irritated by what he saw in front of him.

What is that, the white shadow that shuttles among the puppets!In its hand, there is actually the Xuanlong sword, the saber of Sirino.

The Xuanlong Sword and the White Jade Bone Fan are actually from the witch clan, but one of them is good and the other is evil.

Coincidentally, the Xuanlong Sword is the nemesis of many secret arts. I heard that the Dragon Qi hidden in the Xuanlong Sword was the possession of the Emperor in ancient times.

Murong Qingge stared at Xiaobai, bloodthirsty in his eyes, and a dangerous light flickered in his red eyes.

Push the door and get off the car, holding the white jade bone fan tightly, because the color of the white jade bone fan has changed due to the blood sacrifice for many days.

Bright red, as if you can bleed when pinched.

Fu Boyan glanced coldly at the people walking towards them, dismissing them.

A defeated general under Zeng Jin is now looking for death again, no matter what, he doesn't mind being defeated again.

After a few steps forward, Murong Qingge stopped, ignored Fu Boyan's existence, and focused his gaze on Xiao Mengyao.

"Xiang'er, come with me, I don't want to hurt you!"

His enemy is only Sirino.

"No, I will never leave him again, I will never leave him, I will never leave him!" Xiao Mengyao firmly rejected Murong Qingge.

Since that snowy night, there has been no relationship between them.

Now, in her heart and eyes, there is only the person she loves, her husband, the father of her son!
"Xiang'er, follow him, and you will die!" Murong Qingge reminded, he didn't want to see that kind of result, after all, half of what he did now was to get her back.

"Die! Haven't you already killed me once?" Xiao Mengyao looked at Murong Qingge coldly, poking at his sore spot.

Murong Qingge's expression darkened, his heart ached, he regretted it, that's why he took her away, as long as he left Shilinuo, he would give her everything, make her happy, make her happy.

I hope I can make up for the mistakes Zeng Jin made to her.

"Xiang'er, that's over, come with me, I'll make it up to you." Murong Qingge said, the coldness and bloodlust in his eyes subsided a lot, as if covered with tenderness.

Such a him made Fu Boyan disgusted and angry!
If it wasn't for him, they wouldn't have been separated for so many years, and Yaoyao wouldn't have suffered so much.

snort!If he wants to make up, then use his life.

"Murong Qingge, I'm afraid you don't know that there is a kind of injury called unforgivable, and there is a kind of crime called irreparable!" Fu Boyan said, his voice was frighteningly cold.

In an instant, everything was silent for him, and the cold current spread wantonly in the air.

The cold Xiao Mengyao had difficulty breathing.

(End of this chapter)