Chapter 144

"If she dies, I'll frustrate the whole tomb!" the cold voice seemed to come from hell. Looking at Gong Zilin, who was full of violence and went towards Weiyang palace, Qian Qianqian raised his eyebrows. He only felt that there were bursts of coldness behind him. It was just a move to destroy the bronze walls of the 16th gold Jiawei and the Weiyang palace!

Sure enough, desperate men can't afford it!

At the moment, even Kan Hua sighed slightly, "if I am an enemy, even I have only a chance to escape!"

"Ning Yu, your man went to get Ding Yanzhu. This move is really good!" Qian Qianqian squatted down with a smile, his hand was frozen there, and his smile solidified on his face.

Song Ningyu, who is lying in Xingxiao's arms, doesn't have a trace of anger! The whole person was gray, and there were traces of skin decay on his face. He raised his hand to wipe her face, but he was afraid of hurting her.

Xingxiao's eyes were red and held her tightly. The thick sadness was distributed around. Xingxiao's chin was against song Ningyu's shoulder, and one hand was drawn to the white handsome face!

"Why should I let her do such a thing! Why!" that hard slap didn't leave any affection, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down from Xingxiao's lips. Was it urgent or sad?

Qian Qian sat on the ground and stared. "It's impossible. It's impossible. How can this happen? Song Ningyu? Boss? Don't be kidding. Open your eyes and look at us. Your husband went all out for you. He broke the sixteen gold guards of Weiyang palace and the copper and iron walls of the palace. Wake up and have a look."

In a palace without palace walls, the ruins outside the door were ugly. There was a huge explosion in the palace. Song Ningxue, hiding in the dark, slowly aroused a smile. She succeeded! Song Ningyu, dead! Really dead!

Gong Qingyue was unwilling. She explored song Ningyu's pulse again and again. A drop of Qingming tears slowly fell down in those warm eyes. Did song Ningyu really end here along the way? Why do you feel that your heart seems to be hollowed out by her, and it doesn't make any sense to live alone.

He was tired of such a life every day when he went to the court, approved folding, fought in the palace, worried about the country and the people. Gong Qingyue slowly touched a dagger and slowly pointed to his heart.

Song Ningxue ran towards Gong Zilin, climbing and pouncing. With one hand, she tightly pulled Gong Qingyue's hand holding the dagger and shouted, "emperor! Emperor, you can't do this. Even if there is no powder accidentally sprinkled by her concubines, she can't pass this pass. Emperor, you are the leader of Tang country. You are the only one left in Tang country. Think twice, Emperor."

"Go away!" Gong Qingyue wanted to wave away song Ningxue, who was holding him. The deep disgust in his eyes was so deep. How did he marry such a woman! How can you!

If he had married song Ningyu, perhaps all this would have been different!

"Emperor, I won't leave. Emperor, you're dead, and there are a lot of concubines! Do you deserve the calculations of the emperor and empress from 700 years to today? Emperor, I've done all this for the emperor. I have no second thoughts." song Ningxue's tears dripping down like water.

Gong Qingyue doesn't know that song Ningxue is for him. Without Gong Zilin, he will lose a strong enemy in the world of Tangguo!

"For a person who can't even protect his beloved, what's the use of my throne!" the honor and honor, who loves and who wants to go, what does the world have to do with him.

One side of Qian Qianqian was crying loudly with Kan Hua in his arms. The sound was very rhythmic with the huge explosion.

On the open hand of song Ningyu, which was not noticed by the public, the wound was slowly flowing black blood. When the last drop of black was finished, something was surging at the wound. However, after a while, the wound healed perfectly.

Xing Xiao holds song Ningyu, feels out a towel and water, and wipes song Ningyu's face bit by bit. His song Ningyu is the coldest and cleanest. How can he catch some ugly things.

This wipe, Xingxiao's grief stricken look fiercely converged. The blue clothes stained with some water wiped song Ningyu's rotten face because of rotten corpse powder, as if wiping off a layer of gray foam. All the wounds on that face healed!

Xingxiao looked fiercely at the bloody hand. The black blood flowed all over the ground, and the wound was gone!

Song Ningyu raised her hand and slowly wiped the blood off her lips. Her hand nervously re numbered her. She had a pulse. Although it is very slow, there is still a heartbeat!

Quickly put song Ningyu flat on the landlord. Xing Xiao stretched out his hand to untie her clothes. Qian Qianqian stretched out his hand to stop his action. "You bastard, my family Ningyu has already taken off her clothes! See if I don't kill you hooligan!" said Qian Qianqian's fist and greeted him.

As soon as the star smiled, he escaped from the punch and glanced at him coldly.

Gong Qingyue quickly put song Ningyu's other hand and suddenly smiled. The smile shook into song Ningxue's heart. It was so bright that it defeated all the men in Song Ningxue's memory and seduced her more than Xingxiao's smile. Such a man is her emperor, and in the future, she can only be her emperor alone.

However, what Gong Qingyue said at the next moment made song Ningxue's admiring smile freeze on her face!

"There's a pulse, but it's small. There's a pulse." Qian Qianqian is ready to wave his second fist. Hearing Gong Qingyue's happy words, Sheng Sheng stops his action. Xing Xiao doesn't care about the difference between men and women. Qian Qianqian turns around. Gong Zilin sweeps his eyes. Song Ningxue, who looks stiff, coldly says, "if she dies, your life will come to an end."

The cold eyes and absolute words pierced song Ningxue's heart like a knife.

She sat with her eyes down and quietly looked at Gong Qingyue.

When Xingxiao took off her clothes for song Ningyu, a bamboo leaf shaped jade fell down, and her eyes were dark. This jade

Originally wanted to let go of song Ningyu's heart. When he saw the jade, his love became more and more firm. Song Ningyu, it's her! It's her!

No matter how many reincarnations song Ningyu turns, as long as he has this jade in his hand, it will be him one day, it will be him! After seeing the bamboo leaf shaped jade, a sense of self-confidence never existed soared into the air, with the joy of rebirth.

Qian Qianqian listened to the palace, which was getting farther and farther away, and his voice was getting louder and louder. He frowned. "It's been so long for a person to dare to enter the jinjiawei pile. No matter how long his internal power is, there must be a degree. Song Ningyu, what kind of monster did you marry!" the huge roar shook the tiles on the roof and the ash and soil over the whole space.

The whole hole seemed to collapse and kept shaking and roaring!