Chapter 3969 Rebirth of the Witch: Queen Feng Chao’s Counterattack (32)

"I laugh at you for being stupid." Luo Qingchen's eyes flashed with cold light, and her tone was full of disdain: "Do you really think you are here by invitation?"

"Do you really think that Feng Dynasty welcomes you?"

"Do you really think Princess Feng wants to see you?"

Her three consecutive questions made Ning Shuixin and Yan Ying confused. They seemed not to understand what she was talking about.

But they could feel the aura emanating from her whole body, which was so frightening.

It was as if the devil from hell was using her voice to penetrate into their hearts little by little.

"You are a palace maid..."

"What are you doing?"

Yan Ying wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a familiar voice.

The young man not far away was wearing black clothes, followed by a woman wearing pink light clothes.

The woman's eyes were very beautiful, but if she looked directly into Luo Qingchen's eyes, they were still a bit inferior.

Song Qinghan walked forward step by step. First he saw the corpses on the ground and frowned. Then he slowly raised his eyes and saw her.

Under the bright moonlight, she was holding a long sword, her eyebrows were as cold as frost, her eyes were slightly squinted, and her eyes were full of indifference.

"You..." Song Qinghan was shocked. He stepped back unconsciously, looked at the woman in front of him with wide eyes and said, "Qingchen...are you 6, are you Qingchen?"

How can it be? How could she be here, how could she still be alive.

She was a corpse buried by his own hands, so he couldn't still be alive.

But the person in front of her, her face, her eyebrows, looked exactly like her.

Why exactly...

Could it be that God heard his inner voice and resurrected her? Let her come back to him?

"Song Qinghan——" Luo Qingchen squinted his eyes and said with a cold light in his eyes: "It seems that you are all here."

The moment they met again, Luo Qingchen could still unconsciously feel her heart trembling inexplicably.

That was probably the emotion given to her by the original owner, which made her feel suffocated.

It was probably at this moment that Luo Qingchen understood how much the original owner hated him.

"You...how can you speak?" Song Qinghan rushed forward and tried to grab it, but the Fengwu Sword in her hand blocked the way.

"What? You want to die when you first come here?" Luo Qingchen raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a frown: "The King of Song is very different from before! In the past, you cherished your life very much."

"You are really Qingchen, you are really..." Song Qinghan suddenly smiled, with a slight mist in his eyes.

He missed her too much, or maybe she really regretted it too much, regretted everything she had done, and regretted driving her to a dead end because of her own reasons.

It's all because of him, it's all because of him, it's all because of him.

If he had given her a touch of warmth when she needed him most, maybe she wouldn't have died.

She obviously relied on him so much, but he gave her a fatal blow when she was at her most desperate.

"If you take a step forward, don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword in my hand." Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes and said, "We should really settle some accounts. After all, I was more or less killed by the three of you." Life."

Luo Qingchen paused, and the light between his eyebrows suddenly became extremely sharp.

She looked at them with cold eyes and said, "Save your life! I will let the other two of you go."