Ye Qi looked at Yang who was so angry that he had no expression on his handsome face. He just used all his calm tone that he had never seen before in his life and said lightly, "Sister, don't struggle, you can't escape. Today, you will die."

Yang was depressed, but she was really powerless. She was so painful that she could not support her. She could only support her body with the help of the table. She just stared at Ye Qi and Xie Liang with vicious eyes, wishing she could eat her flesh and drink her blood.

She gasped and almost gritted her teeth, "Yi Xiaorou, I want you to kill them all for my king! Kill them all, and no one is allowed to leave a living." After saying that, she saw Yi Xiaorou, who looked like a god-like appearance, had no reaction, and ruthlessly took a dose of strong medicine, "You believe what you said at the beginning, but I believe it. Anyway, it's just a matter of thought, so what if you give you the spirit bead?"

Ye Qi changed his face when he heard this, "Sister, why do you have to struggle without any effort? She is just a thing with only one wisp of soul that has unknown origin. What can it help you? Besides, you may not have a spirit pearl to give her. Are you really talking about the name of the Soul-Spending Grass? "

"You... are evil!" Yang blushed when he heard this, pointed at Ye Qi and said "you" for a while. Finally, he only cursed but stopped talking.

"But it may not be." Yi Xiaorou suddenly spoke. She walked to Yang's side, staring at her side without looking at the sharp steel fork that could cut her skin at any time.

The white mist was filled with mist on her hands, and her palm was pressed against Yang's back, and the continuous white mist penetrated into Yang's body, and Yang's face gradually changed from blue gray to pale.

The body was filled with thick white mist, and he moved the steel forks that were about to pierce her body invisibly.

She lifted Yang's back collar, jumped, broke through the green roof tiles above her head, and jumped onto the roof. There were countless pursuers coming from behind, flying in the sky and chasing the roof, all of which were fierce. Ye Qi, who turned into an archetype, stretched his wings behind him, instructing them to chase them.

While carrying Yang, she also wanted to avoid the attack of the pursuers behind her. In the blink of an eye, she returned to the place where she first appeared, the so-called forbidden area.

Ye Qi's face looked particularly ugly, "You have no way out, surrender quickly."

Yi Xiaorou was about to say something, but she felt someone patted her shoulder. When she looked back, she saw that the girl who was originally pale and still had a beautiful face was full of wrinkles and looked haggard like an old lady. Yi Xiaorou was also startled.

But after thinking about it, I already understood what the situation is. The so-called Soul-Scattering Grass is probably effective. If I hadn't forced the spiritual power to maintain Yang's whole body's spiritual power would not be dissipated and died. It would have cost to make her barely support her to live until now. Now the Soul-Scattering Grass's effects play a role in her body, but it has its own different spiritual power in her body, so the first thing that was reflected was Yang's body. The spiritual power she maintained in the body would be eroded, so she became so old.

Yang came down from Yi Xiaorou's arms, but he had no strength to support Yi Xiaorou. She looked directly at Ye Qi opposite her, and saw his face as wrinkled as old tree bark from his distinct black and white pupils. He was twisted and terrifying. He was obviously the same age as a flower, but he became like this.

All of this...all of this...is because of her good brother!

She felt even more sarcastic when she saw the group of ministers behind Ye Qi who were unconcealed of gloating and disgusting.

It turned out that these ministers who were unhappy about her had such an idea with her dear brother. They didn't want to sit and wait for death, but instead took the initiative to fight back, changing the Buddha but not the temple with one move!

"My king is the destiny of heaven. I am born with the soul of the emperor. I will fight against destiny of heaven. I will have my own place for you!" She laughed to the sky, and her thin body turned into a phoenix full of flames. As her flying wings fell down, the sparks that fell into flames, surrounded the ministers. The ministers used their strengths. However, no matter how powerful the barrier could not stop the burning flames, until they were swallowed up. For a moment, there were only fierce screams in the world, leaving only... Xie Liang and Ye Qi, who were devastated.

Her golden eyes reflected the ground with broken roots, the corpse of a demon beast that was ugly, and her former confidant and beloved brother who were burned by her fire, were full of her arrogant and arrogant appearance as a king.

The fiery red phoenix hovered in the sky and rushed downwards. The flames flourished on it gradually subsided. It flew in front of Yi Xiaorou, staring at Yi Xiaorou. Finally, the huge phoenix turned into a dry and old Yang. She held Yi Xiaorou, facing Ye Qi, and raised her chin high, as if she was still the king of all beasts.

"Now, even if my king dies, he will never die at your hands." Her voice was hoarse and obscure. She was still arrogant and arrogant, but Yi Xiaorou felt sad inexplicably.

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are woven.

So what about the king, the seemingly glamorous throne is also raised by the blood of countless innocent people.

She felt her body soaring into the air, but when she reacted, she met Yang's bright eyes, with the pleasure of revenge in her eyes.

Yi Xiaorou understood the meaning in her eyes, even though she didn't say a word.

As arrogant as her, even at the last moment, her life must be settled by herself.

If my king dies, there are no thousands of troops, so there must be someone to be buried with him.

Yi Xiaorou wanted to say something, but her whole body was weak, and she could only glimpse the soul-scattering grass that felt the anger constantly stretched towards her.

The moment before her consciousness fell into a coma, there was only one sentence in her mind.

Damn it!
Chapter completed!