Mo Yan forced himself to swallow the bloody smell that surged in his chest, and he gritted his teeth: "Please take your seat... Oh, by the way, the witch of the head of the magic demon is here, aren't you afraid to see your old boss, Ye Emperor?"

When Mo Yan asked this question, his eyes were staring at Yan Qingyu.

Zhang Xin has always been with Yan Qingyu. Almost everyone knows that the witch surrendered to a nameless woman, but this woman married the King of the Ghost Realm.

"Your Majesty is joking. How much credit did my Phantom Demon Army make for Ye Kingdom? Isn't these credits enough to offset the behavior of my Phantom Demon Army choosing another leader? No one has the power to decide the lifelong ownership of my Phantom Demon Army. We are all free." Yan Qingyu smiled slightly, his voice was crisp, and his words were particularly firm.

"Each of us is an independent existence, why should we work hard for a foolish monarch?"

While Yan Qingyu was saying these words, a pair of men and women walked in at the door. The men and women in the lead were also dressed as emperors and empresses. They were wearing dragon and phoenix robes and walked over with majestic momentum. Yan Qingyu's voice happened to be heard.

"It's just a rebel, who doesn't want you to talk about Your Majesty?" Suddenly, a very beautiful woman was wearing a beautiful yellow phoenix robe, a belt of a hundred birds watching the phoenix around her waist, and a very exquisite and gorgeous phoenix crown on her head, which made her look very noble and noble.

Yan Qingyu subconsciously turned around and saw the familiar faces of a pair of men and women in front of her, and clenched her fists with her hands.

"When I was a foolish monarch? Please let this lady explain it well." Ye Cang was also wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. His arrival showed his identity. Even if he was in another country or in a state banquet, he would have to declare his identity.

"See Emperor Ye!" The civil and military officials performed a bowing ceremony. Even in other countries, Ye Cang was also the emperor of a country.

"Flat!" Ye Cang's eyes flashed with cold light and stared at Yan Qingyu and the group of people standing in the crowd. What he cared more about was Zhang Xin, dressed in a witch next to Yan Qingyu.

His eyes were extremely cold.

She is not dead indeed?

"Seeing that you don't bow, you scold Your Majesty behind your back as a fool. You are so brave!" Yan Qingyue stared at Yan Qingyu with a cold light flashing in her eyes, then looked at Zhang Xin's deep fear, and her voice suddenly softened, saying, "Sister, it's great that you are not dead. Your Majesty relies so much on you, how can you betray? Do you know how sad Your Majesty is because of this, you..."

"I'm afraid the Queen of Ye Kingdom is not a fool? The witch of my Phantom Demon Army has long been dead, right? She died little by little by little by little by little by little, and finally died under the heart of thousands of arrows." Yan Qingyu took a step forward, his tone particularly sharp.

"Who are you? Pretending to be a ghost in front of me, is there your share of talking here?" As the queen, Yan Qingyue never dared to speak to her in such a tone. Regardless of who the woman in front of her, she put on the airs of the queen.

"My wife has no share of speaking, so can I speak? The Phantom Demon Army is a member of my Ghost Realm. Queen of Ye Kingdom poached the corner in front of me?" Si Yucheng took Yan Qingyu's hand and directly blocked her behind him. He could feel Yan Qingyu's fluctuating emotions at this time.

She obviously didn't show any movement at all, but now her whole body is trembling.

He understood this feeling.

It was still my own murderer right in front of me, and I had to forcefully suppress all anger. This feeling was very hard.

He held Yan Qingyu's hand tightly, stared at Yan Qingyue with a cold gaze, and suddenly curled his lips and smiled: "Yan Qingyue, does it mean that Lingchi is alone, do you want to taste it on your own?"

"You... Your Majesty..." Yan Qingyue took a step back and hid directly behind Ye Cang. Ye Cang frowned and looked at Si Yucheng in front of him with a look of fear, with a bad tone: "Why is the Ghost Lord making things difficult for a weak woman?"

"She is not a weak woman. She is a tough character who can imprison the witch for half a year and still keep the witch alive... Oh, by the way, ten thousand arrows pierce the heart into a corpse. How can I do this? I want to ask the Queen for some advice."

"Don't let your mouth swear, my queen is not like this." Ye Cang said solemnly.

Basically no one knows the reason for the death of the witch, but the mainland only knows that the witch died in battle.

When the civil and military officials at the scene heard Si Yucheng talking about the cause of the witch's death, they looked at Yan Qingyue, who looked very surprised and curious: Such a beautiful and generous queen is so cruel and cruel?

Impossible?

"I have never done it before. Ghost Lord, you can't spit out a slander." Yan Qingyue looked at Si Yucheng in front of her with red eyes, as if she was a weak woman who had suffered a great grievance.

"If the Ghost Lord has no evidence, I will definitely not tolerate such things. Please give me a perfect explanation, otherwise I will never give up."

"Hahaha..." Si Yucheng's dark green eyes were covered with mockery and contempt. He laughed softly and said carelessly: "When will my ghost realm be afraid of your Night Country?"

He took Yan Qingyu's hand and walked slowly to the banquet aside to sit down. He ignored Ye Cang's humiliated expression, but instead held Yan Qingyu's hand and kept comforting her, indicating her to breathe smoothly.

Yan Qingyu kept gasping for a long time. Her breathing was extremely strong, and her eyes were twisted by hatred, forming a very terrifying arc, like a completely angered lion revealing her eyes with her pupils, staring at her prey quietly.

"Girl, calm down, they can't run away. Since they come here on their own initiative, they will be destined to die under your hands. So don't be anxious, don't be anxious... Come on, breathe slowly with me..." Si Yucheng's voice sounded in his ears, guiding Yan Qingyu bit by bit, and slowly began to calm down his breathing.

Ye Cang's face looked particularly ugly. He was the emperor of a country after all, and was slapped hard by the lord of a small city.

pity.

He couldn't take revenge again.

Compared with the Ghost Realm, the national strength of Ye Kingdom can only be said to be evenly matched. Ye Kingdom has a million soldiers, but its strength is far inferior to the Ghost Realm. Without the Phantom Demon Army, the morale of the army is particularly sluggish, and it is difficult to defeat the Ghost Realm if it is insufficient.

Mo Yan saw the quarrel between several people, smiled, stared at Yan Qingyu with a faint look, clenched his fists tightly with his hands, his nails pierced into his palms, and blood flowed.

Yan Qingyu!

Yan Qingyu!

The name Yan Qingyu has become a nightmare in Mo Yan's heart, making him unable to move.

The queen sitting next to him was simply fake, and the one he thought of had not belonged to him since the beginning.

He was not jealous when he was held in his arms by another man, but he had a strong sense of reluctance, unwillingness to let her be possessed by other men. She should have been single, powerful and arrogant, and dominated the life and death of others.

The people at the banquet looked at the spreading accounts and bowed their heads without paying attention to them.

They had heard of the grudges between the Ghost Realm and the Ye Kingdom, but they did not expect that it would be so incompatible.

Yan Qingyu was unable to calm down her mood for a long time. She always felt that there was a wild beast in her heart that had been imprisoned for a long time. She finally broke through all the defense lines and came to her, roaring at her shrillly.

It seems to be blaming.

The enemy has clearly arrived in front of you, why should you endure it?

Why do you have to pretend that nothing happened?

Yan Qingyu clenched her fists tightly with her hands, and a red light flashed in her eyes. Si Yucheng knew that this was her inner demon.

The inner demon who was forcibly suppressed was awakened again.

"Girl, you..."

"Sorry, I'll leave for a while and come back soon!" Yan Qingyu's body's breath was particularly unstable. She could feel the churn power inside her body, and the internal force was uncontrollable. She became very crazy, and her thoughts in her mind became particularly irritable. The only thing she wanted to do now was to kill people and see blood.

It seemed that only blood could calm her anger.

When Si Yucheng was shaking his body and slowly left the banquet, when Si Yucheng was about to leave, Mo Yan suddenly spoke, staring at him in a cold voice and said, "The Ghost Lord and the Ye Emperor have always been resentful. If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have been so unhappy. I sent someone to prepare some interesting performances, and I would also like to give up all prejudices and contradictions for the time being."

Si Yucheng originally wanted to follow the past, but suddenly, Mo Yan spoke and made him lose the excuse of leaving. He could only wink at the people around him, and then he hummed coldly.

Ye Cang hummed coldly.

After Yan Qingyu left the banquet, she photographed a rockery that was heavily on one side. The manic power was uncontrollably released from her palm. She used her light skills to leave the vicinity of the palace. She just wanted to find a quiet place to spend her inner demon.

Only when the inner demon passes by can she calm down.

Because Ye Cang and Yan Qingyue's appearance was so surprising to her, she rarely asked about things outside during the period when she was locked up by Mo Yan. So today she secretly changed her identities with Ziyu and was picked up by Si Yucheng, and then immediately came here.

She had no idea of ​​seeing Ye Cang and Yan Qingyue.

After Yan Qingyu left, several figures were idle behind her, staring at her openly in the palace. She stopped suddenly. Among those figures, there was a strange aura. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips hungrily, "Come out!"

A group of masked killers actually attacked directly in the palace. Yan Qingyu was surprised and felt particularly strange, but she didn't care about so much now. She was worried about having nowhere to vent her, and when she was worried that she had no place to vent, she gave her a group of people to abuse her.

Why didn't she do it?

The other party's movements were very fast, and the martial arts routines were particularly unfamiliar. Everyone had different martial arts routines, and it seemed that they were not the killer trained by the same force at all.

Yan Qingyu can't care so much now, staring at the killer in front of her, with only one word in her mind: Kill!

The killings in the palace rang silently, and the imperial guards seemed to have no idea what was going on here. A group of people surrounded and killed each other, and several figures appeared beside the man to protect her.

Yan Qingyu forcefully stabbed the sword in her hand into the other party's chest. Before she could react, a killer appeared on her back with a sword and stabbed towards the heart of her vest. Chi Shu didn't care about the enemy in front of her, and flew behind Yan Qingyu, who was rushing to attack, grabbed the killer who attacked and threw him forward.

This group of killers is extremely difficult to deal with. Even Chishui feels that this group is not something that ordinary people can cultivate.

And I always feel...

The man in the lead always had a familiar feeling. Chishui found a sense of familiarity in the current killer's actions. He flew over and gently drew a few traces in the air. A dagger directly crossed the killer, pinched the other party's neck from behind, and said coldly: "Don't move!"

The body of the controlled killer stiffened slightly, and then he quickly pulled Chishui with one hand and struggled quickly. When Chishui retreated face to face, the dagger in Chishui's hand slashed directly at the killer in front of him. The killer quickly leaned back, but the black cloth on his face was cut, revealing a face inside.

Chi Rai's pupils shrank, his voice frightened and angry: "Why are you? Why are you still alive? You are obviously dead."

The killer who showed his true face was a middle-aged man. The man looked at Chi Rakra in front of him coldly, with a deep murderous intent in his eyes, and there was also an indescribable malice and blood.

"My little pet, do you really think you could have killed me?" The man's voice was a faint smile, and the smile was mixed with an indescribable sticky desire. Looking at Chi Shu's face that was more feminine and beautiful than a woman, a faint desire flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes.

"If you tried harder, maybe you could really kill me, and the wounds you left behind will still hurt. Every time I feel pain, I will think of a pet who deceived my master and destroyed my ancestors."

"I am very happy to see you grow to the point where you are today. This way, it will be more pleasant to play with, hahahaha..."

Chi Rabbit's eyes were red, and deep anger and hatred flashed in his eyes. He held the dagger in his hand and rushed towards him. The man rushed directly and shouted: "Go to die!"

The middle-aged man suppressed Chishui very easily and hooked his chin disdainfully: "Chishui, everything you have taught me. Do you think you can really kill me?"

"Get out!" Chisai also became particularly irritable when he saw the man's temper. The murderous intent blinded his eyes. He could only see this man in his eyes, but no other existence.

So before he noticed it for a while, Yan Qingyu was caught by the other party.

She half-kneeled on the ground, with a sword hanging around her neck, and her manic heart calmed down a little because of the red sprouting. She was so violent that she sprinkled a lot of medicine from her arms. She could not fight against more with less, so the poison would be different.

While the poisonous powder was spreading to the other party, she found an opportunity to rush to Chishui. A smoke bomb that swallowed her in her hand was thrown directly, and she grabbed the middle-aged man's life gate and tried her best to rescue Chishui from the other party. Taking advantage of the smoke, she and Chishui left quickly.

The commotion here eventually attracted the imperial guards. The middle-aged man touched the wound left by Yan Qingyu on his arm and half-squinted his eyes: "Chirai, I will catch you, you can't escape."

"Chief, the commander of the patriarch has not been completed, what should I do? Should I chase him?" A man stepped forward and asked the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man shook his head, "No need, the palace is not suitable for arresting people. I will take action when they leave the palace."

Yan Qingyu took Chi Shu and did not leave the palace. She just felt strange, why did she assassinate her as soon as she appeared?

It seemed as if the other party had been waiting for him.

What's going on?

She can't figure it out?
Chapter completed!