Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 2301 Dugu Mingyue is back

It's not an illusion?

Due to the long-term suppression of the wheelchair habit by the blood, after Dugu Mingyue landed, her legs felt a little uncomfortable, but she quickly got used to it.

A gleam of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and the expression on her face was a little more bewildered.

How is this going?

It's really not my own illusion.

Just at that moment, she inexplicably felt that the weight on her body seemed to be lightened, and her whole body involuntarily flew into the air.

She had a feeling of taking off quickly, as if... the seal that had imprisoned her for many years was suppressed, and it disappeared instantly.

Is this possible?

This confinement has been nearly 15 years, and at that moment, I feel that I have been lifted?
Lord Yinyue paused in his hands, his eyes lit up with a smile, "Mingyue you? You can stand up now."

Dugu Mingyue looked down at her hands, her eyes were filled with dots of light.

Turning his head, his gaze was locked on the puzzled second-level envoy, and he suddenly jumped up and struck!
"Boom!" After a loud noise, the second-level envoy felt a mighty force spread from the opponent.

Even if he couldn't control his whole body, he flew backwards and hit the city wall in one fell swoop.

The guy wailed miserably, and fell from the sky along the damaged city wall.

Xiaopang dragged Wen Ye and Ning Feng and the brothers, and happened to hide under the tower, wanting to find an inconspicuous place to stand for a while and see the situation before talking.

Unexpectedly, the bastard of the second-level messenger came down from their heads with a large piece of gravel and dust.

A few people scattered in a hurry, and just moved a small open space when they heard that scream pierced their eardrums.

The second-level envoy slammed into the small open space between them with an indescribably strange posture.

The messenger's face was most likely flattened by this force, and it was deeply embedded in the soil, and there was no reaction for a long time.

Xiaopang walked around him a few steps curiously, "You won't just be knocked out just like that?"

The force that took down the second-level envoy just now was so strong.

So apart from those powerful Gu Jiang clansmen, there is still a peerless master left on the tower?
The second-level envoy ran into someone else's knife as soon as he went up, and was photographed so badly, he might be paralyzed if he is very rich...

Xiaopang rubbed his feet against the edge of the second-level envoy's robe, "Master envoy, are you alright?"

"Does he look like he's okay?" Wen Ye's eyes twitched, and he managed to suppress a trace of a smile.

"Envoy!" The sixth-level envoy formula hurried over with two apprentices, his face full of anxiety.

"Master Messenger!" Zhou Jian frowned.

"Didn't it just get shot like this?" Xiaopang muttered to himself, in exchange for a stern look from the sixth-level envoy's formula.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and help the messenger up!" Yu Wenyou took a few steps forward, talking in a startled voice, and stretched out his hand involuntarily to help.

"Yes, yes, help me up quickly, Master Messenger, Master Messenger." The sixth-level Messenger Formula called the two disciples to come forward to help.

Several people hurriedly rescued the face of the messenger, who was embedded in the soil layer, first.

After pulling the second-level envoy out of the soil, Xiaopang and the others had strange expressions and lowered their heads holding back their laughter.

The second-level envoy still has a square face up to now, very confused!
Xiaopang and the others lowered their heads, their cheeks bulged, and they tried their best to hold back their full stomachs.

(End of this chapter)