After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened behind Pei Guichen! !

The two swords collided with the clanging clang, and in a flash, the scarlet priest robe forced Pei Guichen back a step, and the vicious sword wind attacked A Bao's back!

The black-robed king brazenly pulled out the black sword from Bai Muliang's shoulder and roared in panic.

"Po! Crouch sideways!!"

Before he knew it, Po had already done what he was told subconsciously.

The extremely thin cold blade just missed her left ear.

Drops of blood oozed out, and she looked back toward the scarlet priest robe.

The black-robed imperial uncle slashed at the scarlet priest robe with his sword, and the latter raised his sword to block, and the two swords fought against each other, bursting out with a fierce and piercing clanging sound!

——It was indeed Meng Guanjing.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Abao was suddenly stunned.

Compared to when they parted, the Meng Guanjing in front of her now is different.

Except for his dark pupils which were still as cold and ruthless as black rock, everywhere else he looked like a living person.

What had he been through during this period of time? A Bao stared at the clear red line on his healed throat and subconsciously walked towards him.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my left wrist from behind.

The moment he was pulled to his side, Po looked up, following the cool temperature of his palm.

It was Pei Guichen with a cold expression.

He just said sternly, "This flute music means that I order Meng Guanjing to kill you!"

A Bao suddenly came back to his senses and stared at Pei Guichen's stern profile.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but sneer: "Since Pei Qin, how does it feel to be stabbed back by the sword that Pei spent so much effort to forge?"

Hearing this, Pei Guichen stared coldly at the humanoid weapon whose mind was controlled by the sound of the flute.

She actually called him, and remained silent for a rare time: "..."

A Bao stared at the fierce fight between the black-robed emperor uncle and Meng Guanjing. After pondering for a moment, she looked at Bai Muliang, who was leaning against the bronze door watching the battle, holding the bleeding wound on his left shoulder.

Their eyes met, and she couldn't fathom the complexity in his eyes.

Suddenly, the shrill flute sound changed its tone, and the complaining voice urged!

And Meng Guanjing came towards her with a fierce stare! !

The pair of animal eyes that gradually turned scarlet frightened her to the point of shuddering.

But at the corners of his eyes, strange blood veins appeared again.

A Bao thought something was wrong, and when he thought about the battle to suppress Xianzhi again, he realized that his uncle had suffered serious internal injuries, and he became even more worried.

Suddenly, Meng Guanjing's bloody sword came towards him. The black-robed king dodged it but was hit hard by Meng Guanjing's sword again. He was forced to retreat half a step.

Meng Guanjing took advantage of this opportunity and rushed towards Abao with his bloody sword!

Animals have an extremely keen sense of smell.

Although this underground cave is filled with the smell of blood and is complex and chaotic.

The constant stimulation made him more irritable and cruel.

But among them, there was the soft, warm, and clean blood that he liked...

The scarlet beast's eyes searched eagerly, and finally stared at the bloodstains on Po's wrists.

The cold and desolate flute sounds continued, as if bewitching.

Kill her now! Kill her! Then you can drink her blood!!

Pei Guichen, with cold eyes, raised his sword from beside A Bao to block. At this moment, the black-robed King behind Meng Guanjing also drew his sword in time!

With clanging sounds, the sharp swords of the two men simultaneously cut Meng Guanjing's arms! !

While Meng Guanjing was stopped, A Bao followed the eerie flute sound and looked coldly towards the bronze corridor at the easternmost part of the Black Lake!

We must first take back the bone flute that controls Meng Guanjing outside the underground cave!

Suddenly, someone attacked from behind!

Full of horror, A Bao turned around and swung his sword, but was stunned.

The person holding a knife and trying to attack her was actually Luo Qian? !

Luo Qian lowered his head and looked at the sword wound that pierced his chest, with blood gushing out. His pupils suddenly tightened.

"...Help, save me." Luo Qian looked up in panic and pleaded with A Bao.

But the flute sounds became more and more shrill, it was clear that it was determined to kill them!

A Bao no longer hesitated, he pinched Luo Qian's neck with his backhand and looked for Bai Muliang's gaze.

"Stop that flute music! Or I'll kill her!"

But Bai Muliang smiled.

It was the first time that Abao saw Bai Muliang’s smile.

It was so perfect that even the curve of his lips was just right. But the deeper his smile, the more chilling the feeling in her heart became.

Bai Muliang approached with a sword in hand.

The mirage that bewitched him was the result of years of planning, and it came true in one day.

But to his surprise, there suddenly appeared a secret greed in the mirage.

Suddenly, he smiled and asked, "Princess, do you know what my mirage is?"

A Bao was stumped by his question.

He felt that the young barbarian master, who was as cold as white porcelain, was actually sharper than the sword in his hand.

He smiled coldly: "Threaten me? Luo Qian's weight is not enough. What's more, the princess may have forgotten that she is dragging Bai Cha down with her."

Hearing this, A Bao followed his gaze and looked at Luo Qian who was being strangled by her.

Luo Qian was trembling and crying with fear.

And that Jialuo concubine, no, she should remember that he is the young master of the barbarian tribe - Bai Muliang.

He attacked with a sword, but was stopped by her uncle in black robe.

In the distance, Pei Guichen was restraining Meng Guanjing, fighting fiercely, with each move deadly. And she was held tightly by the black-robed uncle, and while retreating, she faced Bai Muliang coldly across the sparkling black lake and the gravel in the cave! !

Suddenly, A Bao was pushed by the black-robed uncle to the bronze corridor closest to her.

"leave here."

"But uncle, you..."

He pinched her face with his big hands, coaxing her gently as always.

"Don't worry, I promised to be with you until old age."

Hearing this, she looked intently into Uncle Feng Ran's dark eyes, filled with reluctance and worry.

Gritting his teeth, Po turned around and rushed into the bronze corridor.

Suddenly, the black-robed king clenched the black sword and turned to face Bai Muliang.

When the two looked at each other, Bai Muliang looked stern.

The black-robed king's eyes seemed to be looking down from the sky, and the overwhelming pressure silently cast arouse his anger that had been dormant for many years.

The sword trembled softly and Bai Muliang sneered.

It’s an honor to fight against the powerful Lord of Northern Frontier.