Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 3290

[Chapter 3290 Love in Beiliang City: Leng Wang’s only favorite concubine (17)]

A fatal blow without mercy.

The blood spread in the moonlight, Wang Xiao’s eyes widened, and before he died, he muttered to himself: “You are cold… cold…” The number one

swordsman in the world, the king of Beiliang Kingdom—Leng Qingfeng .

No one has seen what he looks like, some say he is an old man over half a century old, some say he is a handsome young man in Yushu Linfeng.

Except for the high-level officials in Beiliang Kingdom, the rest of the people had never seen him.

But his swordsmanship is famous all over the world, even when he just fought, he couldn’t feel the opponent’s attack.

But before he died, he knew very well that there was no one in this world who could kill him with a single knife except Leng Qingfeng.

Wang Xiao slowly closed his eyes and smiled helplessly in his heart. Luo Qingchen’s woman.

It was only now that she reached the border of Yueyu, and the king of Beiliang came to escort her in person, why is that?

This was the doubt that flashed in Wang Xiao’s mind before he died, but it’s a pity that he will never know the answer again.

“Brother Xiao…Xiao Xiaoxiao…” The boy in black staggered back two steps, then turned around and fled wildly.

The rest of the people also wanted to escape, but they couldn’t escape Leng Qingfeng’s Tianluo sword energy, and they all fell to the ground in response.

He deliberately let go of the black-clothed boy who escaped at first, and if he killed the instigator, he would keep sending people to assassinate him.

It’s not that he’s afraid of them, but that he doesn’t want to waste time on those people.

Since the sky had predicted his doom, he thought he should spend all his time on his doom.

After all, that feeling is not bad.

After the enemies were all dead, Leng Qingfeng swung the Qingfeng sword lightly with his right hand, the water splashed towards the sky, and several live fish surfaced in an instant.

With a long sword strung out, he grinned, put on that perfectly disguised human skin mask, and walked towards the cave not far away.

Luo Qingchen was already asleep, and the peerless divine sword on her right hand glowed with a dark red light from time to time, as if it was protecting her master.

He looked at her sleeping face, squinting his eyes slightly, with a feeling that he couldn’t look away.

Why he came back here, maybe no one knows, but he knows better than anyone else.

Since seven days ago, he has been having a recurring nightmare.

In the nightmare, there will always be a heroine. She is dressed in plain white brocade, and the moment she looks back and smiles, he is unconsciously dazed.

Just when he wanted to ask for proof, Rong Mo, the king of Yue Kingdom, sent a letter and a portrait.

On the cover of the letter, there are three words of request for help. As for the portrait… the woman on it is exactly the same as the woman he has dreamed of these days.

He has the ability to predict the short future, but he doesn’t know the meaning of this woman who appeared this time.

That night, he set up the Seven Emotions Formation, observed the stars, and a pink light appeared in the center of the formation.

Love robbery.

The coincidence of the woman in the dream and the painting indicates that this is the person he will fall in love with.

But he… After a hundred years, his appearance has not changed, but he has never believed in love, nor has he ever had a loved one.

Is this a sign from heaven, or… is he too lonely?

The country of Yue has been invaded by the country of Yu in the past few years, and the country is drifting in the wind and rain.

He has never participated in the struggle between the two countries, not because he wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but because he simply disdains to participate in the struggle between them.

The request for aid reads: Can you use the Master of Destiny in exchange for the help of the great country of Beiliang?

[End of This Chapter]