Beast Concubine: Demon Queen of the Ghost King

There was no expression, no warmth, no eye contact on the faces of the two people. Instead, they had the most tacit understanding of tricks, the coldest killing intent, and the strong killing intent, flowing out from their eyes, burning with overwhelming flames and bloodthirsty.

The soul is roaring, shouting, inspiring, and sailing forward.

The Mountain King has always known that their boss is powerful. Just like that day, she knocked them all to the ground in just a few ups and downs. But at that time, she only knocked them to the ground. Today, when she saw her take action, she knew that that day

How lucky they are.

With the boss's skill, it only took three or five attempts to kill them. I couldn't help but feel deeply grateful: Fortunately, they are all loyal to the boss now.

He didn't know what was going on just now, so he thought that if he supported them a little more, the boss would come to save them, although he didn't know where his belief came from, although their boss used to

The indifference is terrifying, but he just knows that the boss will not abandon them and will definitely come to save them.

It's a strange feeling, but it's so firm. Not only the Mountain King has this idea, but everyone in Huaguo Mountain is so convinced that the boss will come to save them.

This is a belief that goes deep into the soul, this is a belief that goes deep into the bone marrow, this is a whole-hearted admiration for the strong, and this is a complete surrender to the loyal.

And their boss, their god, finally came back, and she didn't let them down at all. She was like an eagle, showing her sharp claws and wide wings, and came to save them in a completely overlooking attitude.

Came to protect them.

Moreover, there is someone of her kind standing next to her that is strong enough, another strong person who is like a god.

Killing intent spreads in every corner of the lobby. It is cold and ruthless. Killing with one move. That kind of inhuman speed is the legendary killer.

One move, just one move, no one can resist. That extremely simple move was used extremely sharply by the two of them, and became the sharpest killing move: it turns out that it is in the hands of the strong.

, no matter how powerful the martial arts is, it can't compare to a simple move, a fatal move is enough!

The strong smell of blood emanating from the two men was more frightening than their killing moves. The dark and cold breath shrouded the two of them, just like the god of death smiling, the kind of smell that came from hell.

The breath of death can make everyone tremble and beg for mercy.

Everyone was shocked. The bandits cheered, and their bodies were instantly filled with strength, as if they had been pumped with blood. They waved the swords in their hands, but the man in black became frightened.

Soldiers, especially the best soldiers, who have passed by the line of death time and time again, have a natural sensitivity to death. For ordinary people, they can fight to the death, but for the god of death, the supreme being in their world

Leaders, the timidity and fear in their hearts cannot be stopped.

It wasn't intentional, it just came out naturally.

For a moment, everyone put down their opponents, turned around, and rushed towards the two of them.

His hands flashed past, and there were corpses everywhere!

The blade of the sword slashed across the ground, leaving blood everywhere!

Cold and ruthless, sharp and decisive.

Where is the proud and proud Qingfeng.

Who can match it!

Who dares to fight!