Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Chapter 1597

Chapter 1597

However, if it is negative, it will be negative.
I'm not a good person. I just want to be worthy of myself, not all people.
All of you can be ruthless.
I owe Ouyang nothing in this life, but I will repay it in the next life.
Only today, no matter what lies ahead, no matter what obstacles lie ahead.
Can't stop me, I and the island of Hades are irreconcilable.
I will not stop for anyone. "
Cold words resound in the sky, not cold, not light, but the determination inside, but let people feel cold, heartbroken countless.
As soon as this words fall, the whole sea area is silent.
The autumn wind is blowing, the waves are surging.
Ouyang's dust-free figure, with his eyes lowered, trembled and almost stood unsteadily.
In this way, it's too hurtful, too hurtful.
Listening to empress Xiao's announcement, Chen Jiang's face sank, his wrists turned, a long sword drawn out from his waist, crossed Ouyang's dust-free neck.
"In that case, it's useless to sacrifice the flag with his blood. He has no eyes and lives in vain."
The cold voice resounded in the sky over the inshore of Tianyu island.
It was a total cold heart.
Empress Xiao's face was heavy when she heard that. The face behind the veil was not good-looking.
Already pinched into the fingernails of the palm, more deeply pinched into the wound.
She can fail him, but how can
The golden sun shines on the blue.
That little bit of glossy fluctuation, very beautiful, very good-looking.
However, there is no trace of cold temperature.
Silence, real stillness.
After the words of Chen Jiang were spoken, not only the soldiers of the northern herdsmen were silent.
Even the hell Island soldiers behind him were all silent.
A kind of stillness, deep depression in the sky over the rain island.
Chen locks his eyes on empress Xiao. The ice in his eyes is as cold as the ice and snow that hasn't changed for thousands of years. There is no human feelings or temperature.
"Come here if you want to fight."
Cold words lock the motionless empress Xiao, while sinking her hand.
The sword in his hand is hard to send to Ouyang's clean neck.