After I was reborn, I became a supporting villain

Chapter 330 [Three Hundred and Three Picks] Tears
Qingci's tears still fell uncontrollably.

"What are you doing in a daze! Give it to me!" Feng Yi's voice suddenly sounded, cutting through the secrets sharply.

The soldiers seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, and rushed towards Qingci again. Qingci looked at these heavenly soldiers who were clearly strangers to her and had no grievances, but shouted to kill her. Heart trembling.

Why...why the world hates her so much...

Qing Ci let the tears fall, he controlled the flame with one hand, and brandished the long sword with the other.

She was crying, amidst the bleakness.

She was infected with blood and was in the middle of a fight.

She lived hard and strong, amidst malice.

One, two,...ten, hundred...

The soldiers fell to the ground one after another. Qingci's clothes were no longer white, but bright red, and blood was still dripping from the skirt. She dragged her tired body and supported the ground with a sword, as if she would be gone in the next second. To fall down in general.

She was really tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

Fighting with too many people made her unavoidably suffer from injuries and exhaustion. No matter how strong she is, no matter how she fights, she is still a woman, and she is only a woman...

The girl who was supposed to stay in her mother's warm embrace is now exhausted and tenacious...

She tried her best.

"Elegy..." The Heavenly Emperor looked at the bright red Qingci, and couldn't help being in a daze for a moment.

Seeing that the situation was almost out of control, Feng Yi's heart tightened. Obviously, there were more than a thousand soldiers now, and this girl was the daughter of Elegy. Not very good, it should be stopped, if the Emperor of Heaven is furious, it will be another scene.

So Feng Yi took a deep breath and shouted, "Withdraw."

The soldiers stopped their movements one after another, looked at Feng Yi in shock, and saw that she didn't seem to be joking, so they all retreated slowly.

Qingci gasped for breath, looked around, eyes a little trance.

For a long time, there was no sound in the hall...

Qingci slowly supported himself with the long sword to stand up, and walked forward step by step.

The hem of her clothes was still dripping blood, and the blade of the long sword dragged on the ground, following her slowly along the way.

Seeing Qing Ci walking forward, the guests in the hall thought she was going to kneel down to say some congratulatory or concluding speeches to the Emperor and the Empress.

Unexpectedly, Qingci walked up the steps step by step, bypassed the vacant seat of Tianhou, and walked directly in front of Tianhou who was holding Zhaohua in her arms.

She glanced at the terrified Zhaohua in Tianhou's arms, and sneered.

"What are you going to do?" Tianhou's first reaction was to push Zhaohua away and stand in front of Zhaohua herself.

Qingci looked at Tianhou with an indifferent expression on his face, and then suddenly evoked a smile of unknown meaning, then walked around and reached out to touch Zhaohua's white and tender face.

The pungent and greasy blood on Qingci's hands stayed on Zhaohua's face.

Zhaohua stared at Qingci with wide eyes, obviously terrified.

"Don't touch my daughter." Tianhou wanted to pull Qingci away, but Qingci gave her a cold look, Tianhou didn't dare to move for a moment, that look was too cold-blooded and cold.

"Are you scared?" Qingci asked with a smile looking at Zhaohua who was kneeling on the ground with blood on his face.

Zhaohua hesitated and said nothing.

"When you came to my wedding banquet and killed my husband, why didn't I see that you were afraid." Qingci asked with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)