The heavenly queen sighed, "What an idiot!"
As soon as the sleeve blows, the wind blows
Wang Miao wants Yuan Ying to die there as soon as his broken soul dissipates.
Mrs. Wei’s heart is so painful that Lu Miaodian even cried.
Mrs. Ziguang is also silent. She let the Queen Mother do whatever she wants. Actually, she has let Wang Miao go and wanted her to be reincarnated. Who knows that the Queen Mother still destroys her form and spirit.
Mrs. Violet’s heart is full of pride. Naturally, she can’t say that she has been soft-hearted, and she can’t blame the Queen Mother of the West for sighing in her heart. "Although Awei died this child’s sword, in the final analysis, it was also that he did it himself and avenged him. But this child … is as poor as the moon. Although it is not my own daughter, I somehow raised her as my own daughter. I think that she will be harmed to that extent by Awei am also wrong."
She has nine sons and one adopted daughter, the Six Immortals and Demons, who died during the World War II. She adopted her daughter from childhood and killed herself more than 10,000 years ago. Now even the youngest child is dead. In the demon spirit world, it happened that she knew that her child deserved it.
At that time, she was disheartened and wanted to throw everything away and go back to Chen Gong.
At this time, Mrs. Feng Lei and Zi Guang sounded outside, and her face turned cold. "Who dares to break into this Emperor Palace without my permission?"
Mrs. Wei’s wife is too surprised to have a look at the heavenly queen.
A red light swept in, revealing a girl in red and a worried young man.
The young man was dazed when he saw the bloody man, but he quickly turned his attention to others. When he didn’t find someone he wanted, he immediately stepped forward and stared at Mrs. Ziguang’s heavenly queen. "Where is the wonderful idea?"
Wang Miao thought about his feet, but he didn’t recognize them.
The temple was silent. Lady Violet snorted. Lady Wei, the Queen Mother, and others were all silent.
Seeing them, the wind soul felt more and more ominous. He suddenly woke up and looked down at the blood man. Although he told himself that it couldn’t be Wang Miao’s thought, others’ reaction obviously said that it was the truth.
He bent down and gasped, and his eyes kept spinning and spinning, which made him dizzy.
His eyes are full of madness and despair.
"Go to hell!" He drank like a madman and rushed to Lady Ziguang with a sword.
That’s Wang Miao’s flying snow sword.
Mrs. Violet’s eyes flashed cold and she was about to make a move, but Mrs. Wei stopped the wind first and sighed, "The wind is not polite."
I don’t see Mrs. Wei, if she moves a sword, she will flash across and blow the wind soul down.
However, the wind soul staggered up and rushed again with a sword.
The red line of "Master, let me help you" is also swept away with anger and sword light.
Mrs. Wei tried to stop them, but Mrs. Ziguang gave a sneer, stretched out her finger and flicked the red line of the wind soul, and immediately sprayed blood and flew into the wall like a broken kite.
Mrs Wei is intentional to protect the soul of the wind and the red line to quickly sound the technique and quietly say to the soul of the wind, "wouldn’t it be white if you also die here?" If she knew you … "
"Shut up!" The wind soul drinks a lot and shakes the ground again, step by step towards Mrs. Ziguang.
Those red eyes are full of blood.
Violet lady more sneer at the previous step.
The heavenly queen whispered, "Sister, you have promised yourself just now that you will let others go if you have exhausted your soul."
Mrs. Ziguang said coldly, "Although I want to let him go, he won’t let me go. Should I kill him here?"
If the wind soul doesn’t know that he is no match for this mixed-up Dao Jinxian? But at this moment, he can’t take care of so much. He stepped forward with great pain at both ends of his body and mind. He even grinned and scolded, "You bitch deserve it. Your dead husband is dead. I fuck you. MB fuck you …"
He wanted to accompany Wang Miao to death, but even those ugly "national curses" in the 21st century were scolded one by one. These "national curses" were either greetings to other people’s ancestors or greetings to a certain part of women, which made the temple fairy frown.