Chapter 1601

The moon pearl conditionally caught the jade bottle and stared at Xia Qingchen.

She guessed that summer Qingchen would say more than a dozen words, but she didn't guess this one.

"You want to impress me?" The moon pearl pinched the jade bottle and guessed.

Xia Qingchen closed his eyes and said a word quietly: "go!"

He didn't want to say a superfluous word.

From this day on, they will all settle in the world and never know each other again.

The red lips of the moon pearl pursed and accepted the jade bottle. The expression of rejection was relieved a lot: "I take the antidote. I owe you a favor."

Xia Qingchen said nothing but silently in his heart, "I owe you."

Without a response, the moon pearl face contained a trace of complexity. Silently, he turned his back to Xia Qingchen and whispered, "in the future, find a better girl."

okay?

Xia Qingchen opened his eyes and looked at the back of the moon pearl. His eyes fluctuated slightly.

For a moment, he felt that the moon pearl had found the memory of the past.

Two people say goodbye, maybe it's a farewell in this life.

Whoosh——

A dark shadow cut through the silent parting.

But he saw a tall and straight figure falling from the sky. His clothes and robes danced, showing a few fairy like colors.

The one who came back was Lord Huang.

His left arm was stained with blood, his snow-white beard was also stained with blood, and there were many scars on his chest.

"So my father died?" Xia Qingchen glanced over his eyes and looked at the Yellow atrium where only one person had returned. His mood was suddenly tense.

Huang Zhongting was deeply mourning: "I tried my best."

He raised his right hand and slowly lifted a bleeding wooden box.

In the crevice of the wooden box, a wisp of blood soaked black hair fell, telling that the wooden box contained a fresh head.

Xia Qingchen's heart trembled slightly. In the end, he still failed to save Xia yuan.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart, but he couldn't help thinking of Xia yuan when he first came to the mainland.

Such a familiar person who endured humiliation, who loved silently, still left him.

A moon pearl, a summer yuan.

Come back to heaven and earth, the two most important people in my heart leave one after another.

"Ha ha..." Xia Qingchen smiled, laughing at himself and sad.

What God King, in the end, none can be saved!

"Childe Xia, I hope you're sorry." Huang Zhongting said, "although Xia yuan is dead, I have executed Huang Zhongting. I'll make amends for him."

He sighed gently and put the wooden box in his hand on the ground.

It's not Xia yuan's head in the box, but Huang Conglong's!

After a long pause, he hesitated and said, "one person does things and one person should be responsible. Please don't blame Huang Conglong for his fault. Please don't be angry at the innocent Chengding. Please release him, childe Xia."

The state of mind is changing dramatically in the light dust of summer.

Once upon a time, he was benevolent and could forgive as much as possible without killing.

Now, he suddenly realized that he had come to this point because of benevolence and righteousness.

"You want Huang to win the throne, don't you?" Xia Qingchen looked up at the sky and said softly. His right foot clicked a little, and the tent at his feet was scattered, leaving only the wooden frame.

Below, a shocking picture makes the Yellow atrium pupil shrink.

I saw that the center of the camp actually boiled this oil pan, and Huang wending was tied up and hung on the oil pan.

Just cut the rope, Huang wending would fall into the oil pan and die on the spot.

"What did you do?" The Yellow atrium took a breath.

Xia Qingchen smiled, and there was a few shadows in his smile: "I said that Xia yuan had a slight injury, and Huang wending would make amends with death!"

Huang wending, who was hanging from the ceiling, was covered with sweat, and his whole body was as hot as a crab.

Suddenly I saw grandpa above. It was like catching a straw and shouting for help: "Grandpa, help me!! Xia Qingchen is crazy! "

As the commander-in-chief of young people, but he did such a cruel thing, how can he convince people all over the world?

You know, Xia Qingchen can win people's hearts. It is not only a powerful martial art, but also an excellent character and trustworthy.

If it is spread that he has done such a inhuman thing, who will convince him?

Huang Zhongting hurriedly said, "young master Xia! The culprit Huang Conglong has been ambushed. Don't kill innocent people! "

Xia Qingchen lowered his eyes, glanced at the wooden box and said faintly, "take someone else's head and pretend to be Huang Conglong? Lord Huang, I said, "be careful of your children and grandchildren."

With a flick of his fingertips, he flashed and split the wooden box.

What rolled out of it was neither Xia yuan nor Huang Conglong, but a stranger with an innocent look.

original.

From the beginning, he had a hunch that Huang Zhongting would fail.

Now it seems that Huang Zhongting should be controlled by gods and demons to deceive Xia Qingchen.

Whoosh——

The Yellow atrium was torn down, and all kinds of expressions on his face disappeared quickly as if they had been artificially erased.

The whole face became numb, heartless and empty.

With his toes a little, he rushed to Huang wending, trying to save him with his strong cultivation.

However, a Dayan sword appeared beside the rope.

With its sharp edge, you can cut the rope with a gentle cut, so that Huang wending falls into the oil pan and dies alive.

"You can try, is your body method fast, or does he fall into the oil pan faster!" Xia Qingchen said slowly.

Huang Zhongting stopped his steps in time with an expressionless face, flew back, and stood on the roof like a wooden puppet against Xia Qingchen.

"Come out." Xia Qingchen's eyes are like a comet, cold and deep.

Not far away.

After a camp, Huang Conglong, with a gloomy face, came out of the shadow.

However, in his other hand, he carried a man - the moon pearl who had just left!

Xia Qingchen's numb eyes finally flickered a wave.

"I'm not the only one with weakness." Huang Conglong grabbed the moon pearl by the neck and dragged it slowly to the tent. The latter's face was pale because he had difficulty breathing.

Two people, one on the ground and one on the roof, confronted each other.

Huang Conglong has no fear: "it seems that we have to exchange hostages with each other."

Otherwise, Huang wending will die, and so will the moon pearl.

Huang wending died millions of times. Xia Qingchen was indifferent, but if the moon pearl died once, he would suffer all his life.

How to choose is obvious.

"No! You'll die. " The moon pearl spoke hard.

The reason why Huang Conglong didn't start with such high strength is that Huang wending was taken as a hostage.

If the exchange, it is Huang Conglong's time to die under Xia Qingchen.

Ten thousand steps back, Huang Conglong can't kill Xia Qingchen. Can't the Yellow atrium controlled by him die?

Sniff——

Xia Qingchen didn't think about it. Dayan sword passed by and cut off half of the rope.

The rope creaked at once, as if it was about to break.

"Dad! I don't want to die! " Huang wending turned pale and shouted in despair.

Huang Conglong was in a hurry, pinched the moon pearl and roared, "do you want to kill her?"

Xia Qingchen's face was expressionless: "exchanging hostages is killing her."

In the case of unequal strength between the two sides, the moon pearl will die and have no place to bury until Huang wins the throne（ Tomorrow noon (3:00)