"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound in the middle of the high platform. It was not big or small, but it was enough for everyone in the open space to hear it clearly, and it was enough to suppress all the sounds, and it was enough to calm everyone.

"Qingman!" Wan Huanchen called with concern.

The noise stopped in an instant, and all the heroes turned their heads and looked at Hua Qingman in the silk tent. For this young lady Qingman, everyone couldn't help thinking at the moment.

To confuse people with wine and music, drive everyone to kill each other! Let's all die together! This cruel and cruel method really shocked all the heroes present, and they thought of "snake and scorpion beauty" in their heart.

Although many people have already known the whole story, they still can't believe it. The beauty of Qingman, who is "charming in Qingman cinnabar", is like this!

At that moment, although there was shock, shock, disbelief, anger and resentment, it was more disappointment and regret.

That person, that all good names, all refer to that person's elegant appearance and talent?

But... It shouldn't be like this!

Phase from the heart, if the heart like snakes and scorpions, empty a perfect body, and keep who's heart?

No matter how beautiful people are, they will grow old and ugly one day. At that time, there will be only one widowed and lonely person left. How can they deserve those good names?!

Qingman cinnabar

Hua Qingman just moved a little, but he still felt numbness and pain all over his body. It seemed that there were tens of thousands of steel needles on his body at the same time. It was almost too painful to breathe.

It is clear that she has not been punctured, there is no Chinese anesthetic, and that person has not done anything to her, and there is no abnormal behavior, but she can hardly move! Is it hard to be... That man really knows magic, what magic did he do to her?

The hand pressed on the string slowly closed... Clench, such a simple action, the temples between the forehead have been filled with sweat, the jade face has been pale and colorless, she clenched her silver teeth, and then forced, nail stinging palm, a piercing pain immediately spread all over the body.

"Ah

A pain call instantly grabbed everyone's heart, in an instant, all the hate ah resentment ah, put down.

"Qingman!" Wan Huanchen's heart trembled. He didn't care about anything at the moment. He just wanted to see how the people in the silk tent were, but he didn't wait to move. The man in front of Bing Yan just shook the white jade fan carelessly. An invisible cold had covered the whole world, which made him afraid to move again.

"Younger martial sister!" Mu Liang also wants to rush to the stage, but he just moves a step. When the flaming Fei Tong on the high stage looks over, he immediately goes back.

The evil spirit, the enchanting eyes, the ferocious momentum, it seems to be an indestructible and indestructible killing sword. It may be demonic at any time. Shun, I control heaven and earth, against, I destroy heaven and earth! If you dare to disobey me a little bit, you will be punished!

"Heroes, can you listen to Qingman?" A light voice came out. At the moment, the open space was quiet. All the people present were experts in the Jianghu. They could hear it clearly.

All the heroes on the stage, look at me and I'll look at you. Although I don't know what Cangshang has done to miss Qingman, I can imagine that huaqingman is no better than them when I listen to that extremely weak voice. So at that moment, some people's heart of pity for jade was softened, But the pain still in the body of the wound is reminding them that they should not be kind-hearted and soft faced, and should not have any wishful thinking. For a moment, there was no response on or off the stage.

"Miss Qingman, please speak." At this time, Xin Cang Qu looks at Hua Qingman in the silk tent, and suddenly answers her.

Hua Qingman tries hard to move with pain. He presses his hands heavily on the piano case, tries for a while, and gets up slowly

"Ah

Another cry of pain makes people feel nervous.

Everyone can see very clearly, the shadow just very hard to stand up, but suddenly.

"Qingman!"

"Younger martial sister!"

When Wan bianchen and Mu Liang saw this, they only had time to exclaim. Before they moved, they felt a flash of gray shadow in front of them. When they saw it again, they saw that the curtain in the middle of the high platform was up and down, and the man was already in Huaqing.

Hua Qingman didn't react. He just softened. Somehow, he suddenly let out all his strength. He fell down on the stone. When he was about to touch the ground, suddenly a strong wind came. Then she fell into the man's arm.

"Qingman..."He's calling her! Hua Qingman frowned, his expression was very painful, and he looked at the man's face close at hand. He barely pulled out a smile between his lips and said, "Your Highness..."

Ji Chongfeng felt Hua Qingman's pulse, but her pulse was normal. She was not injured or poisoned, but... Why?

Can not find out the disease is more terrible!

"Your Highness, I..." Hua Qingman saw that his reaction was not right, and opened his lips again, laboriously.

"Don't talk yet." Ji Chongfeng picked her up and walked slowly out of the silk tent.

Everyone was confused by the sudden change, and no one spoke for a long time.

It's very quiet around. It's depressing and weird.

The woman in Ji Chongfeng's arms is wearing a light green Luo skirt, which looks like a green lotus. Although she is only nestled in Ji Chongfeng's arms, she can still see that her body is light. Ice is the bone, jade is the muscle, willow is the waist. At first glance, it makes people feel incomparable. At the moment, the jade face seems very weak, pale and colorless, However, it adds a delicate beauty of Chu, which makes people feel pity. If you look at it carefully, you can't help but make a lot of heroes and chivalrous people fascinated by its clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth. With a little cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows, it's so charming.

"Qingman cinnabar makes Fenghua" is true!

A mortal can be so beautiful!

It is true that such a beautiful charm is not inferior to miss weiluan who "shows her shadow in Lianhu" and miss Yingli who "inherits the national color of Yingli".

Most of the heroes had already straightened their eyes, which almost didn't fall out of their eyes.

"What did Cangshang do to Qingman?" Ji Chongfeng ignores people's infatuated eyes and stares at xincangqu coldly in front of him. He spits out a word briefly, but sends out a cold meaning.

Xincang Qu Yingmei slightly pick, smile rather than smile in the face of Ji Chongfeng's eyes, gently shaking the red jade fan, seems not to understand his words.