Chapter 430 Turn 10
In that battle just now, he was not seriously injured, but in his eyes, apart from hatred, there was also determination, a kind of determination that is unique to a man when he wants to take revenge regardless of his own life.

So what if it's death.

All hatred can be resolved with only one word.

Never die.

With hatred in his eyes, he stared at Suqing: "My mother's queen has always been kind to you, why did you treat her so cruelly!"

"Not thin? Indeed."

With a smile on the corner of Su Qing's mouth, she indifferently looked directly at Tuo Bafeng with awe-inspiring murderous intent, and nodded calmly: "To be honest, the Queen Mother Yin is really kind to me, but what's the matter?"

Her saying that made Tuobafeng gasp, and the mockery on Suqing's face made him even more angry, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Suqing put the imperial decree in her sleeve into her sleeve, raised her hand to caress her temple hair, and sighed faintly: "But don't forget, I am not mean to her old man, I go to the Buddhist hall to accompany her every day. Looking at her, listening to the nagging, do you think it's easy for me?"

Immediately she smiled: "I am like this, but I just want a queen's seat. She can't give it to me now. She owes me the only thing that caused me to waste so much time and energy. I don't owe her at all."

Su Qing looked at the mottled blood on Tuobafeng's body, the hideous scars exposed after his clothes were chopped off, and his eyes showed sarcasm, raising his eyebrows and looking at Tuobafeng with a half-smile: "Even if you want to kill me , I'm afraid that you may not be able to do what you wish, in front of me, you can only be regarded as a half-dead person, and compared to your mother, you are really no more a threat."

His lips pursed a little contemptuously, and the mocking meaning in his eyes was even clearer. Everything he said made Tuobafeng's murderous intent even worse.

The sword in Tuo Bafeng's hand has been raised, turning into a horrified dragon, stabbing at Suqing.

At the same time, Yue Qingyun's figure also moved.

The sword in his hand and Suqing's sword snatched from Tuobafeng's palm clashed in the air, making a crisp sound of ding.

Yue Qingyun had long been vigilant in her heart.

From the very beginning, Suqing seemed to want to offend her on purpose. She was seriously injured and her body functions were exhausted. She couldn't help staring at Suqing's hand, watching her plan with cold eyes. Immediately shot.

(End of this chapter)

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