The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 220 Blood Curse

Jing Yi held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, held the blade tightly with his left hand and cut his palm, knelt down and bowed to the full moon in the sky.

"Mu Qianhan, King Mu of the Song Dynasty, killed my little daughter and my grandchildren. This hatred is irreconcilable. I would like to use my life as a guide, my soul as my sustenance, and borrow the vitality of heaven and earth, and the power of the earth, to kill Mu Qianhan, King Mu of the Song Dynasty. Thousands of gods guide and help the disciples to kill the gods again." After speaking, Jing Yi knelt down and begged for worship, his eyes were devout.

In the distant sky, the bright yellow moonlight gradually turned blood red, and a beam of blood light descended from the sky and tightly surrounded Jing Yi, Jing Yi's gray-brown pupils turned blood red in an instant.

Jing Yi looked at the bloody sword in his hand, and said: "Sword of killing gods, killing gods and immortals, and never turning back if you see blood. I sacrifice my life. Mu Qianhan can't save even the gods and Buddhas in the sky this time." you."

Huang Quan roared, bleak and cold, and his evil spirit was soaring to the sky.

Chifeng stopped at the academy, and Mu Qianhan took the snow muscle ointment from the elder and put it in his waist pouch and put it close to his body.

"Little patriarch, who are you taking this snow muscle cream for?" Pei Gong asked, looking at Mu Qianhan's careful look, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

"No one!" Mu Qianhan replied subconsciously.

Pei Gong looked at Mu Qianhan, stroked his beard, and asked, "Is it the regent?"

Mu Qianhan raised his eyes, panic flashed in his eyes, and hurriedly denied: "What nonsense is the elder talking about?"

Pei Gong understood, and said to himself: "The regent and the little patriarch are truly a match made in heaven!"

After finishing speaking, the smile in Gong Pei's eyes grew deeper, and he said with a smile: "The Tong family has not organized any wedding in the past 20 years, it seems that this year will be a good one."

"Elder, what nonsense are you talking about?" Mu Qianhan's eyes flashed a trace of shame.

She didn't do anything, didn't say anything, how did the stubborn and rigid elder know that she was happy with Ye Beiming?
Seeing that Mu Qianhan didn't admit it, the Great Elder said, "I've watched the little patriarch grow up, and I know the little patriarch very well. During the last assessment of the academy that day, the regent suddenly became so angry. However, the little patriarch tried his best to persuade and even coaxed each other, which was enough for me and other elders to see what the little patriarch was thinking."

Holding the purse in his hand, Mu Qianhan retorted: "I am doing it for the academy's reputation, and for the academy's assessment to end as soon as possible."

"Little patriarch, although we are old, we are not confused. You are the hope of our Tong clan and the daughter of our Tong clan. We all look forward to our daughter getting married as soon as possible. Be happy. Your dowry I and several other elders have already started to prepare." Pei Gong looked at Mu Qianhan, turned and left, with tears in his eyes.

I only hope that from now on, you will be free at last.Don't be burdened by the dunya anymore.I hope you can rely on something and not be alone anymore.

Mu Qianhan looked back at Pei Gong leaving, turned around and stepped out of the academy.

Just as Mu Qianhan stepped out of the academy, he saw the blood-colored moonlight, and a bloody light flashed across his eyes: the blood curse.

Mu Qianhan only thought that Tian Xianzong was cold and thin, but he didn't expect Jing Yi's affection for the Empress Dowager to be so deep.They are willing to sacrifice their lives for their daughter Huailing.

Mu Qianhan came to Chifeng, patted Chifeng's huge head, and whispered: "Go back!"

This is my battleground.

The last time I sneaked from behind, I didn't have the chance to see the power of the Tianxianzong's sword formation. Today, let me take a good look at the strength of the Tianxianzong after its strength has skyrocketed by plundering the world's aura.
After Chifeng left, Mu Qianhan jumped up and lived on the top floor of the academy to meet her enemies.

The blood-red figure galloped down, and a sharp voice resounded throughout Yanjing: "Mu Qianhan, die!"

In the silent night, the sharp roar woke up all the people in Yanjing City. They hurriedly dressed and got up to look at the sky, but they saw nothing, as if the voice just now was their own illusion.

Regent's House
After waiting for Mu Qianhan not to come for a long time, Ye Beiming just wanted to get up to look for it, when he heard a shrill roar, and hurriedly got up to look for it.

Zhou Yang looked at the empty figure in front of him, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes: the prince's skill seems to be more terrifying than before.

Then Zhou Yang let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Everyone who has seen the strength of the prince is dead, so what do I see?"

Mu Zhan could get up and was immediately pushed back to his original position by Yang Tong, saying: "It's useless, you are no match for a person of this strength. We just need to wait in peace."

Mu Zhan quickly grabbed Yang Tong's hand and begged, "Go, go and have a look."

"I'll go and have a look." Yang Tong nodded and replied, "Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Yang Tong turned and left, only to see Chi Feng returning to Prince Mu's mansion alone.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Yang Tong's heart, he flung off his robe and ran out.

Jing Yi held the long sword in his hand, looked at Mu Qianhan with red eyes, and said with a sneer, "Mu Qianhan, this is the sword to kill the gods. The ancient goddess Bai Xi died under this long sword. It's your time of death!"

Mu Qianhan looked at the long sword in Jing Yi's hand, his eyes became darker, and he took a folding fan from his waist to cover it.

"One inch is long and one inch is strong. You want to compete with the long sword in my hand with a small folding fan. It's a dream." Jing Yi laughed, his gray-brown pupils had turned bright red, and he rose from the ground with thousands of swords. The shadow roared like a gust of wind and rain.

Wan Qianjian came to kill Mu Qianhan, and Mu Qianhan was just about to strike...

Ye Beiming's figure appeared in front of Mu Qianhan, and he raised his hand slightly, and thousands of sword shadows instantly disappeared into nothingness.

Jing Yi looked at Ye Beiming who appeared in front of him, and a dark streak flashed across his red eyes: "Even if you two go up together, it's useless, I swear with the God-killing Sword that I will take Mu Qianhan's life, anyone who comes will be killed." Can't stop me.

Ye Beiming's eyes dimmed, he held Mu Qianhan tightly behind him, and threatened sharply: "You are courting death."

Mu Qianhan looked at Ye Beiming who was protecting him, and a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes.

Seeing the actions of Ye Beiming's subordinates, Jing Yi couldn't help but suddenly realized: "It turns out that the two of you have already been in secret."

The two of them have been together for a long time but kept it secret, pretending to be profound, watching them frequently try to provoke the relationship between the two.He also conspired to act and wait for his daughter to walk into their trap, killing his daughter.

These two should be damned.

Jing Yi held up the long sword in his hand and urged Yuan Li to attack the two of them: "Go to die! You two go to die together!"

The blood curse cannot be broken without blood, and today these two people must pay the price in blood.

Mu Qianhan looked at Ye Beiming in front of him, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

She has always faced the situation of life and death alone, and no one can stand in front of her.

Someone stood in front of her today, trying to prevent all disasters for her.

His eyes lightly fell on the tightly clenched hands, and Mu Qianhan smiled softly: so does life and death!No one can hurt him.

(End of this chapter)