I slowly raised my eyelids, a trace of contempt flashed in my eyes, staring at his hand and began to fester because it touched me: "Didn't you say I'm a monster? Of course I'm with these things that are ashamed of the sun."

"You want to hurt me, I can let him die in the entire palace. After all, monsters go crazy and killing people is irrational."

Qi Jingque understood medical skills and quickly dealt with the wound on his hand, and cut off the scorpion lying on his hand and threw it away: "A monster without emotion is a monster, and he has no emotion in doing anything."

"Thank you for your praise." I shook my sleeves and the most poisonous insects and snakes in the palace appeared on the ground and crawled towards Qi Jingque's body.

He twitched the soft sword on his waist slightly and pulled a few sword flowers. The insects and snakes split into two, lying underground and twitching, emitting a foul stench.

I took a step back and blinked: "Don't waste your time, these little things can't be killed."

"You can't kill them all, don't even think about going out." The soft sword in Qi Jingque's hand threw at me.

I didn't dodge, the sword was inserted at my feet, shaking and making a sound of the sword.

I was still holding the hilt of the sword, and pulled it hard, and the soft sword was firmly held in my hand: "Do you think I am a monster living on the snow-capped mountains, and if you don't understand love, you can bully it at will?"

Qi Jingquejiui was in front of me, and I waved the soft sword in my hand, but he hid lightly, and then a palm was slapped on my chest.

My feet became soft and my abdomen was like a knife squeezing. I couldn't help but vomited blood.

He was like surrendering and knelt on one knee on the ground.

Qi Jingque picked up the soft sword that supported my body with his feet. The soft sword broke away from my hand and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

I had no support from the sword. If I hadn't gritted my teeth and held on for a breath, I would have fallen to the ground like that sword, and there would be nothing but a sound.

"Your soul lamp has been broken by me." Qi Jingque bent down and looked at me with a high apex: "It cannot withstand a long journey, or any anger."

My lips were bitten by me, and I touched the sword again, stood up, straightened my back, and raised my jaw: "So what if it breaks it, even if my fate and I are intertwined, so what if it's going to die together."

Qi Jingque looked at the sword in my hand and laughed out loud: "You will die, Jiang Jiu will live."

"Is that right?" I took the arrow in my right hand and slashed the palm of my hand. The palm of my hand was cut, and the pain spread out suddenly. In an instant, Qi Jingque's palm cracked a hole, which was exactly the same as mine.

The blood rushed out, and his eyes were shocked and narrowed slightly.

I admired his face, and with the bloody sword, I made another cut in my hand, and then the same cut appeared on his hand.

His eyes finally fell from his hands on my face, and then stared at the palm of my hand all the time. I smiled and said, "I don't know what the soul contract is, it doesn't matter, I will tell you."

"Now you know, you are just subordinates, and I am your master. Do you think that by imprisoning my body, you can plan to bring your soul back to your beloved?"

"Stop dreaming. The history of southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, the high priest of the Snow Mountain Holy Land has not fallen for thousands of years. Do you think you can stay on the Snow Mountain without some real skills?"

Qi Jingqueliuzi's hand clenched into a fist, and the blood flowed like a gurgling water: "You have never told me this, never!"

"It is said that cats are tiger masters, why can't tigers climb trees?" I looked at his blood and my eyes gradually turned red: "It's not because cats are afraid that mice can learn their skills and want to eat them, so they leave a killer weapon."

"Facts have proved that cats are right. You can't tell others all their skills, otherwise you won't know how they die. Do you think so? Qi Jingque?"

"It will always solve the problem of not being able to climb trees." Qi Jingque's face was bloodless, he didn't care about the scars on his hands, and said to me without losing any defeat: "What you should eat should be eaten. After all, cats are small, and it is also a plate of meat."

"Where are we going to die together?" I put the knife on my neck, and suddenly I fell in love with this soul deed in a crazy way. "I can't say who is flesh and who is prey, right?"

"Stop." Qi Jingque roared at me unwillingly: "Don't die."

I threw the sword to my feet like he threw it to my feet, and then shook it on my hand, lying on my hands and drinking blood: "It's so pitiful."

After saying that, I was about to go out. He grabbed my wrist and his waist was bent down and his long and dark eyes begged: "Don't die."

I shook him away, held my hand, and smiled at his humble appearance: "Cangyan, I told you too, don't let him die, you go and kill him."

"Why are you begging me here? Qi Jingque, I don't think I'm sorry for you. You said that the country outside is like a picture, and I've tricked me down the mountain. You said that you would resurrect your beloved woman and I'll help you resurrect. Isn't a year enough?"

"It's not enough, you added another year without permission. Two full years are not enough? You also hurt and kill the people I care about. Now I tell me not to die. If I don't die, you can die."

If you stab someone in the heart, not only he can, but I can do it, but I can do it. I can do it less than him.

Qi Jingque showed a strong and ugly smile: "Do you think I must do this?"

I was amused. That was not what he said when he threatened me just now.

"Goodbye if you are destined to be goodbye." I threw down these four words coldly and left without looking back.

No one stopped me, only Yancha followed me anxiously, his eyes turned red when he was about to reach the palace gate. She stopped me, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "Empress, I once asked me, and I would like to ask my wife for advice."

"I'm not your empress." I stopped, with a faint expression, like the clouds in the sky, floating in the wind: "You have recognized the wrong person."

Yan Cha's eyes were red with tears in tears: "I think I admit my mistake. I thought the Empress was Mu Jiuer, my former good sister, it turned out not."

It's also funny how long the name Mu Jiuer hasn't appeared. I arranged an identity for myself to resurrect Jiang Jiu in this identity. In fact, it was myself from beginning to end.

When I was not interested in her tears, she was about to pass by her, she cried bitterly: "It turns out that she is really dead. I thought she was not dead, and I enjoyed her happiness far away. It turns out that she is not. She is the only person in the palace and is good to me."
Chapter completed!