Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Damn, I knew Duan Yu, a bastard like him, couldn't bear any loss, but I didn't expect that he would think of such a despicable and shameless trick.

Using corpses to fight is indeed a shameless thing done by a shameless person.

However, Qingfeng couldn't understand that the corpse warriors did not distinguish between friend and foe. What method did Duan Yu, the bastard, come up with to transport these corpse warriors to the border?

We must not let him succeed!

She hasn't settled the last debt with this bastard yet? She actually wants to use corpse warriors to attack the border of the Ming Kingdom.

As long as she's here, bastard Duan Yu can't even dream of having such a sweet dream!

The handsome and evil man looked at Qingfeng with some doubts, and was shocked. He discovered to some horror that the young man who looked calm and calm just now actually had a strong murderous aura in his body, and it was more powerful than he had ever experienced before.

Nothing less.

The handsome man is definitely not a dull person. In just a moment, he understood that the young man in front of him was definitely related to the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, his face would not have changed as soon as he heard that Duan Yu was preparing to attack the Ming Dynasty.

He also nodded worriedly: "That bastard Duan Yu does have such a plan."

"The corpse warrior, do you know how this bastard is going to transport it?" Qingfeng's bloody and murderous aura is even stronger. The handsome man has no doubts at all. If Duan Yu is in front of her, I'm afraid this young man will use his eyes just to...

Will shoot him to death.

"I don't know how to transport the corpse warriors, but I vaguely heard that Duan Yu asked the people below to prepare many huge buckets." The handsome man raised his eyebrows and thought deeply: "Could these buckets be related to the corpse warriors?"

Qingfeng's eyes darkened: "Yes, the corpse warriors will not attack people because they are separated from the water. If they are placed in the water and transported to the border, it will not be difficult?"

"Yes!" The handsome man responded in a low voice, and looked up at Qingfeng with some worry: "I suspect that the person who refined the corpse warrior is hiding in this Ten Thousand Flowers Tower."

Qingfeng became interested: "How do you say this?"

"I have made a secret investigation and found that many men with good martial arts skills who have been to Wanhua Tower have disappeared. I suspect that these people have been captured to refine corpse warriors." The handsome man poured out the suspicion in his heart. This was also something he deliberately concealed.

Another plan of Wanhualou.

He once thought that if he was captured, he would also be turned into a corpse warrior. It was not false to say that he was slightly scared, but he was not a very human being. It would not be easy to deal with him. He had already prepared to die together.

He was getting ready, but he didn't expect that a strange young man would cross his path and help him out of his predicament in a few moments.

"Missing in Wanhua Building?" Qingfeng's lips curled up. It seemed that she had to pay a visit to such a hot and charming madam.

"I'm leaving first, wait a minute, you can leave on your own." As soon as he finished speaking, the plain white figure got out of the bed with a swish, and when he took a closer look, he saw that she was no longer in front of him.

The next moment, a crisp and sharp sound was heard from the Wanhua Building: "It's on fire..."

The handsome man raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in his eyes: he was indeed cunning and thoughtful.

A stunning young man related to the Ming Dynasty?

There was a look of deep thought in the handsome man's calm eyes, and then his whole body flew out like a bolt of lightning.

In the Madam's room at Wanhua Building, the hot-figured Madam Qingfeng was talking about was only wearing a thin feather veil, and the alluring snow-white spring light leaked out, exposing the man who was drinking in the room.

I was so fascinated that my mouth was drooling.

This man is tall and muscular, and he seems to be very capable in martial arts.

The enchanting madam reached out and hooked her, and the burly man rushed towards her with drooling eyes, looking like a lustful devil.

He was in a happy mood. He didn't expect that a tiger like him could have such a good fortune. Who didn't know that the beauties and handsome men in Wanhua Tower were all trained by the madam.

The people trained by the madam are so powerful, so one can imagine how amazing the madam’s own skills in bed are.

Why not make him fascinated and elated?

The guy, who was blinded by lust, looked at the lusty-eyed old lady on the bed, and ran over while hurriedly pulling on his clothes.

After a moment, all the clothes on the man were torn off, and he pressed the old bustard under him like a hungry wolf attacking a sheep. He kept ravaging the snow-white body under him with his hands, and suddenly the room was filled with chaos.

The glamorous color, the coquettish moans of men and women, and the bursts of blushing sounds are in line with the name Wanhualou brothel.

The man was only focused on venting the madness in his body, but he didn't notice the cold look in the eyes of the beautiful woman beneath him and the cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

When the man was about to reach the ultimate joy, a silver light flashed in the hand of the beautiful madam, and a slender silver needle was inserted into the man's Tianmen point.

The man's eyes widened sharply, and he wanted to jump up, but he just collapsed on the body of the beautiful madam as if his muscles had been cramped.

To die under the peonies is to be a ghost.

This man really confirmed what he said and turned into a romantic ghost.

The madam slowly pushed the man away from her body and got out of bed naked, not even bothering to cover it with white gauze.

"Senior brother, take the person you want away, but don't dirty my bed."

"Junior sister is more coquettish than before. If this man dies at the ultimate moment, he will definitely become a tiger-like corpse warrior." In the room of the beautiful madam, a secret door suddenly opened. He had a handsome face, but his feet

A middle-aged man floated in, apparently overindulged, followed by two young men.

After entering, the three people's eyes were glued to the body of the beautiful madam, especially the overindulgent man. He simply reached out and touched the old madam's breasts, fiercely pulled the dead pig off the bed, and threw it away.

For the two young men, he simply pressed the beautiful madam under him, breathing heavily: "Junior sister, we haven't caught up with each other for a long time, let's catch up today."

Without waiting for the beautiful madam to say anything, she pulled off her clothes and went straight to work. She didn't care about the two young disciples who looked straight at her, and even said shamelessly: "You two, send this person to the secret passage first, and wait.

After Master has finished his work, you can come back and serve your uncle."

When the two men heard this, they immediately became energetic and gasped. They carried the dead pig-like man and left quickly. They only hoped that the master could finish the job quickly so that they could experience the wonderful taste.

But the beautiful madam smiled coquettishly: "Senior brother, you are trying to kill your junior sister. Just dealing with one senior brother will cost your junior sister's life. If you have two more nephews, don't you really want to kill me?"

Die in bed?"

"Junior sister, you have no conscience for what you say. Your Soul-Capturing Technique does not require pure Yang energy to replenish it. These two have practiced pure Yang internal energy since childhood. I know that Junior Sister's Soul-Capturing Technique has already reached its peak.

At this critical moment, I specially sent these two beloved disciples to help junior sister." The middle-aged man said while galloping.

The beautiful madam smiled even more after hearing this, her body became softer and softer, and her waist was tightly pressed against the man's body: "Senior brother still loves me the most."

There was endless spring scenery inside the house, but Qingfeng outside the house was gnashing his teeth: a pair of bitches, one uses people to refine corpse warriors, and the other specializes in harvesting yang and replenishing yin, both are not good things.

Sure enough, there are just as many slaves as there are masters, they are all bullshit!

Then let her help clean up this shit today and see how they cause trouble in the future!

She flashed and slipped in from the window silently. The middle-aged man's movements suddenly froze. As a first-class expert, he finally noticed something was wrong. His eyes hesitated for a moment, and then slowly raised his head.

He raised his neck and cast his gaze on the wide open window.

In front of the window, a perfect young man in a white robe leaned lazily on the edge of the window with his arms crossed. A pair of deep and bright eyes with a cold color looked indifferently at the naked man and woman on the bed. Under the pale moonlight,

The whole person is like a perfect elf, flashing with traces of peerless elegance.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the perfect young man bathed in the moonlight, slowly turning his eyes, but he couldn't bear to leave that indifferent and delicate little face. In the light-colored pupils, an unconscious expression appeared.

A feeling of drunkenness and obsession.

Even in the strange situation at this moment, facing such a perfect young man with almost no flaws in his appearance and an ethereal and refined temperament that even gods could not resist, the man could not help but feel a little lost.

The old bustard who was pressed under him also came to his senses at this moment and realized something was wrong. When he raised his head, he saw the young man's perfect appearance. He was startled. Just as he was about to call for help, Qing Fengyu waved his hand and a silver light flashed.

She fell into darkness. Before she fell into coma, her mind trembled: She was in a state of confusion for a hundred days!

How could this young man have her unique secret medicine?

Harming others will ultimately harm yourself. I am afraid that this beautiful madam will never want it in her life. She will fall under her own secret medicine!

After this series of actions, the middle-aged man also came to his senses. He stood up abruptly and fell to the ground. His feet hit the ground a little heavier. His figure was like an arrow leaving the string, and he was facing the door crazily.

He rushed away without caring about his safety.

He is well aware of the abilities of his junior sister. It is definitely not easy for someone who can control his junior sister with a wave of his hand. In such a strange atmosphere, a cold feeling of approaching death finally completely extinguished his desire.

At this moment, all he wanted to do was escape.

Although the middle-aged man is arrogant, he is not really stupid enough to control his junior sister with a wave of his hand. He will be able to resist someone.

Although the madam's room was extremely spacious, at the speed of a middle-aged man, it only took a blink of an eye to go from the bed to the door. Looking at the door that was just around the corner, a joyful light flashed in the man's eyes.

He can shout loudly at the door of the room, and when the time comes, experts placed in every corner will immediately rush to ask for help.

As for why he didn't ask for help in the room, it was because no one would listen to him even if he screamed. Because in the madam's room, men could be heard calling for help every day, but no one would ever listen to him.

However, just when the man's hand was about to touch the door panel, his feet suddenly felt a sharp pain. The fast running figure suddenly jumped backwards, fell to the ground, and hit the ground hard, hitting the back of his head.

Immediately blood poured out, and he spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

He squinted at his body with a look of horror on his face, only to see two sharp knives as thin as cicada wings stuck in those two legs - his hamstrings had been severed.

He almost fainted from the pain. He was scared and angry, and wanted to tear the perfect young man in front of him into pieces.

"Someone is coming..."

In fear and anger, he opened his mouth and screamed desperately.

But as soon as he shouted two words, there was a stinging pain on the tip of his tongue. His tongue was cut off, bloody and ferocious.

"Don't waste your efforts. I promise, no one will come to save you today." Qingfeng still leaned in front of the window, without changing her posture. She flicked her slender fingers like mutton-fat jade, as if she was disgusted.

The middle-aged man dirty her hands, and she said calmly without raising her eyebrows: "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you'd better answer them honestly."

He glanced at the bloody tongue on the ground indifferently, and said coldly: "You just need to nod and shake your head!"

The middle-aged man nodded desperately and looked at the perfect young man in front of him in horror. His face was pale. The threat of death made him lose all his backbone.

Glancing indifferently at the man who was paralyzed on the ground and squirming, Qingfeng moved slightly, slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, sat down on the wooden chair next to him, looked calm and composed, and fell on

In the eyes of others, it is really weird. It is obviously a room full of glamor and blood, but because of the presence of Qingfeng, it is more elegant and noble.

"Are you Duan Yu's subordinate, that bastard who knows how to refine corpse warriors?" Qingfeng's voice was as cold as ice, with a bone-deep chill.

Even though the man didn't want to admit it, he didn't dare to lie and could only nod.

"That bastard Duan Yu was going to carry the corpse warriors in buckets but he entered the palace of Ming Dynasty. Was it your idea?"

Instead of asking if this was the case, Qingfeng's intelligence made a handsome man outside the window couldn't help but curl his lips again: He is indeed smart!

The middle-aged man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the cold sweat on his face almost wet his entire face because of fear and pain. After hearing this, he deliberately refused to answer, but looked at Qingfeng's indifferent look and hesitated for a moment.

, nodded again.

"I really don't like killing people, especially a bastard like you..." Looking at the middle-aged man whose face was distorted with fear, Qingfeng suddenly let out a long sigh.

When the middle-aged man heard this, hope suddenly rose in his eyes. However, he could no longer say a word to beg for mercy. He just looked at Qingfeng bitterly, hoping that Qingfeng could understand the begging for mercy in his eyes.