Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

The jealous god froze, and smiled sinisterly: "The little girl has grown up."

Long Fuyue was also stunned, she didn't expect that she could escape.

The spiritual power has improved, and the lightness kungfu has also improved a lot, which can be compared with Feng Qianyu!

She was overjoyed in her heart, and said with a smile: "God of jealousy, you are so useless, you have the ability to use your real body to fight Miss Ben? What kind of skill is using someone else's body? I am ashamed of you! What is it called God of jealousy? Call it a shrinking turtle!"

Her words were very sinister, and after she said those words, her pretty face turned black with jealousy, and her eyes seemed to burst into flames: "Stinky girl! I'll kill you alive!" [

Countless white blades transformed from the palms of both hands, stabbing at Long Fuyue's head and face.

Feng Qianyu was taken aback and was about to rescue her.

But I saw Long Fuyue jumping up and down among these blades, dodging left and right.

Although the posture is not so graceful, it is extremely useful. Although it is in a hurry, it escapes unscathed!

Now he was overjoyed, he rushed forward with a flash of his long sword, and attacked the God of Jealousy, stopping her.

Little Bailong also rushed over at this time, two people, one dragon, fought like a revolving lantern.

Long Fuyue dodged a sharp blow from the God of Jealousy, and suddenly became more courageous.

Hey!She was finally no longer a burden to Big Feather and the others.

Ha, it feels so good to have martial arts!

She knew that although her qinggong had been greatly improved now, she still couldn't attack.

Simply stand aside and use the rejuvenation technique to heal Feng Qianyu and Xiao Bailong from time to time...

Although Feng Qianyu doesn't understand magic, his martial arts can almost be regarded as the best in the world, and the sword in his hand has a charm blessed by Jia Ruo, which is so powerful that even the jealous god can't do anything to him for a while.

Long Fuyue breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Jia Ruo, and became worried again.

Jia Ruo's face was as dead as if he had been nailed to the ground, but he remained motionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

With a move in her heart, she took out a mirage bead, cut a bloody cut on her wrist, and dripped the blood on the mirage bead.