Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Long Fuyue couldn't stop and almost bumped into him.

She hurriedly stopped and looked up.Can't help but widen his eyes.

Look at the old man!The one who blocked their way was actually that old man who was about to sink into the grave!

Now he is not old at all.

Standing straight, his eyes glistened, and he said sinisterly: "You have discovered the secret of our great wizard, do you still want to escape? Go back!" [

Long Fuyue was stunned for a moment, and could hardly believe her eyes: "You... who are you?"

The little fox screamed: "Whoever he is, hit him!"

With a flick of the little paw, a string of dazzling white light unexpectedly came out, tightly sealing the man's whole body.

The man didn't seem to expect that a fox could speak human language either, he was slightly taken aback, surrounded by the string of white light.His face was solemn, and he felt as if there was an iron wall in front of him. His fingers trembled again and again, and he squeezed a strange spell, and there was an extra white circle in his hand.

He waved this circle again and again, and the little fox's string of white lights hit his circle, making piercing screams.

The little fox curled his mouth, and another string of white light shook out.

Just now the string of white light hit the man's arm numb, seeing another string of white light coming, the man couldn't resist anymore, the white light pierced his arm with a few puffs.Countless blood mist emerged, and the man's arm seemed to be pierced with countless silver needles at the same time, and an indescribable pain immediately went straight from his arm to the bottom of his heart, making him moan out involuntarily. Voice!

His face turned pale from the pain, and he shook his arms again and again.

When I looked up again, Long Fuyue and the little fox had already run more than ten feet away.

Long Fuyue stumbled and was running, behind her was like a gust of wind, a white shadow flashed, and Jia Ruo quietly appeared in front of her again.

His white clothes are like snow, and his jet-black long wind flutters with the wind. He has just dealt with so many zombies, but he has not even messed up his hair. There is still no expression on his beautiful jade-like face. Muttering: "Blood, holy maiden blood...give me..."