Chapter 2400
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"No matter who she is to you, I will chop off her head and send it to you so that you can reunite. Or, do you want me to make her skull into a vessel for you to drink? " Luo Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a twisted viciousness, her words were so vicious that it made one tremble involuntarily.
However, there was still no reaction from the carriage.
Luo Qingcheng was not in a hurry, she wanted to see how long he could be as stable as Mount Tai.
"Aren't you going to plead for her? Maybe, when I am in a good mood, I will let her die a little more happily. "Luo Qingcheng said again.
The response to her was still the sound of the armoured horses galloping on the ground.
Luo Qingcheng sneered, she had long been used to Ye Jue's indifference. She did not hold any hope for this, she just wanted to use her words to stimulate Ye Jue's heart. After saying those cruel words, Luo Qingcheng turned around and returned to the front of the army.
Regardless of whether Ye Jue opened his mouth, or whether he would plead for Jun Wu Xie, Luo Qingcheng had long made up her mind to use the most cruel method to send Jun Wu Xie to hell. Walking to the front of the army, the wind was like a knife, cutting people's cheeks painfully. Luo Qingcheng subconsciously raised her hand to brush her face, under the heavy cover, the pain and itch on her flesh constantly reminded her how she had lived for the past five years.
Jun Wu Xie had ruined her appearance, so she would destroy everything that Jun Wu Xie had!
Inside the carriage, Jun Wu Yao, who was heavily bound by the Soul Binding Chains, sat leisurely in the bumpy carriage. His pair of eyes stared intently as the sound of the wind coming from outside the carriage tore apart Luo Qingcheng's provocation. After a moment, Jun Wu Yao slowly opened his eyes. There was not a single trace of anger in his devilish purple eyes, but there was a trace of a smile that made people surprised.
It turned out that they had already arrived at the Lower Realm.
Jun Wu Yao involuntarily closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the familiar air filled his chest.
He was now stepping on the same land as Little Xie, breathing the same air, as if he could already feel the faint medicinal fragrance of the little fellow that he had not seen for a long time.
It had been five years.
For the first time, Jun Wu Yao felt that time was so long for him. These five years were even more torturous than being imprisoned for a thousand years. The time that he once disregarded had turned into the most gentle blade when he was worried. In the long years, the blade had slashed his heart again and again.
A smile blossomed at the corner of Jun Wu Yao's lips. Even though he was shackled, it was not enough to restrain his soul.
"Little Xie 'er, we'll meet again soon. I wonder … if you've missed me."
His lips were smiling, his eyes were smiling, and even his heart that had been lonely for ten thousand years was smiling.
Amidst the strong wind, the cavalry galloped forward, kicking up dust wherever they passed.
Wherever the army of the Upper Realm passed by, there were a few members of the Night Regime who were dressed in black, silently watching every move of the army of the Upper Realm. When they saw the army of the Upper Realm moving towards the city at the border of the Lower Realm, the few members of the Night Regime immediately hid themselves in the dense forest.
They hid in the shadows, and a pair of sharp eyes flickered with a cold light.
"Immediately send a message to Young Miss, the army of the Upper Realm has entered the trap, Young Miss can start her plan now." A disciple of the Night Regime said.
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