Cang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then slowly realized what he was scolding, and his face slowly turned pale. He had heard countless people call him a "beast" since he was a child, but this was the first time he heard these two words from Lin Qingyang's mouth. Two words that I had never cared about before were now like a sharp knife, piercing into my heart, making me breathless. Lin Qingyang really knew him well, and could always say words that could hurt him so easily.
The pain was so extreme that Cang Mo was forced to exert all his strength. He stared at the cold-looking man in front of him and suddenly laughed crazily. Then he coughed up blood and gritted his teeth to fight back with the most vicious words:
"That's right! I am just a beast, but when you are fucked by me, a beast, in bed, you scream out in pleasure!"
"Pa--!!!"
An extremely clear and heavy slap suddenly exploded on the rooftop!
Lin Qingyang showed no mercy in this slap. Cang Mo's head was violently hit to one side, and half of his cheek was instantly swollen. Due to the heavy injury, Demon King's terrifying self-healing ability was somewhat ineffective. The red slap was printed on his face, and with the blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked a bit miserable.
Lin Qingyang looked at him coldly, but the hand hanging by his side couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Cang Mo looked at Lin Qingyang's face that turned pale with anger, but instead laughed softly and got up from the ground unsteadily.
"We, the wolf clan, don't have those twisted and broken rules like you Human Clan." Cang Mo took a step forward, like a dying lone wolf, staring at its prey, "In the wolf clan, if you want to leave your partner, there is only one way, and that is for me to die!"
Cang Mo opened his arms, exposed his chest in front of Lin Qingyang, and shouted with red eyes, "You want to leave me? OK! Kill me! Kill me and you will be free! Don't you have Spiritual Power now? Do it!!"
High on the rooftop, the biting night wind howled by, ruffling their long hair. Lin Qingyang's face turned pale in the night wind. Looking at the man with eyes full of pain in front of him, a trace of unbearable pain flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly looked away. The hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched, and his nails almost dug into his palms.
Seeing that Lin Qingyang didn't speak, the bluffing ferocity in Cang Mo's eyes gradually dissipated and turned into a desperate plea. He stretched out his blood-stained hands and carefully tried to grab Lin Qingyang's sleeve.
He was like a vicious dog that had been abandoned by its owner. One second he was grinning, but the next second he had his tail between his legs and his eyes were full of pleading, hoping that he would not abandon him.
But just when his fingertips were about to touch the cuffs, Lin Qingyang suddenly raised his hand and hit Cang Mo's chest with a clean palm. Spiritual Power whipped up a strong gust of wind and blew towards him.
Cang Mo's tall and straight body flew backwards so lightly. He didn't even have time to struggle. He just opened his Amber eyes wide and looked at Lin Qingyang in disbelief, getting further and further away from him until his body flew out of the rooftop and fell into a vast sea of clouds.
on the ground.
After the melee, the Hidden Market long street was desolate, and everyone was silently cleaning up the bodies.
Li Tian had woken up from a coma. When he saw the pieces of wood belonging to "Li Yan" all over the ground and the corpses of the Tianxuan Pavilion disciples scattered around, he completely collapsed and could only kneel on the ground with a dull look on his face.
Immortal Alliance Everyone looked at this scene and shook their heads and sighed.
Lu Qing covered his chest and snorted coldly with a livid face, "If Lin Qingyang hadn't insisted on getting some kind of shemale Peace Talks, how could it have caused such a catastrophe and heavy casualties!"
The monks around looked at each other and were silent for a while.
Jian Hong walked over with the support of Yun Zhan, looked at the mess on the ground with a serious look, and said in a deep voice, "If he hadn't proposed Peace Talks, the two tribes would have gone to war now, and Bi Yue would have interfered, and the casualties would have been far more than that."
Demon Clan next to him was also injured a lot. Langya had just bandaged the wound on his arm when he suddenly heard a rapid sound of breaking through the air above his head. He looked up and saw a black figure falling rapidly.
"Your Majesty!" Yin Yu exclaimed after seeing the person clearly. The wings on his back spread out and soared into the sky. He caught Cang Mo in mid-air and then landed smoothly on the bluestone.
Langya rushed over and saw that the left half of Cang Mo's face was swollen with a very clear slap mark. His face was pale and his eyes were closed tightly, showing no reaction.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Yin Yu was so nervous that he shook his head.
"Stop screaming, I just fainted." Langya said after snoring.
"Your Majesty, this... could it be Queen Consort who hit you?" Yin Yu whispered from the side.
"Trash!" Langya cursed angrily.
Just then, a sharp-eyed demon soldier pointed in the air and shouted, "What is that?"
I saw a piece of plain white paper, swirling in the night wind like a fallen leaf, fluttering down.
Yin Yu fluttered his wings, grabbed the paper in his hand, and dropped it back to the ground. He looked down and saw two large characters written on the paper. He frowned and handed the paper to Langya: "General, look at it."
Langya looked at him speechlessly. "Do you think I know the words?"
Yin Yu whispered, "... I can't read either."
Demon Clan Everyone stared at each other, and the atmosphere felt strangely awkward for a moment.
Langya turned his head impatiently and shouted loudly at the Immortal Alliance not far away, "Hey! Niubi over there! Come here and take a look, what's written on it?"
Immortal Alliance Everyone looked over with strange expressions. Mo Yan walked forward and his eyes fell on the piece of paper. After seeing the words on it clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely and he fell into a strange silence.
"Are you mute? What on earth did you write!" Langya urged.
Mo Yan cleared his throat, glanced sympathetically at Cang Mo who was lying unconscious on the ground, and read out the two words dryly, "Sentence from divorce."
Immortal Alliance Everyone had strange expressions on their faces when they heard this, and secretly exchanged glances.
Langya, on the other hand, frowned, scratched his head in confusion, and asked, "A letter of divorce? What kind of book is that?"
Immortal Alliance Everyone: "..."