Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

"You?" Of course, except Miss Wen, the others here are not interested in Qingyan, after all, they are all men.Lin Tang, who had remained silent from the beginning to the end, saw this chair, and his pupils suddenly widened.

"Hiss, hiss." Xiaoqing spit out the letter in dissatisfaction, and it was also tricked.That damned saliva actually covered it all over. Although the poison was ineffective against it, the sticky saliva actually, actually covered it until it passed out.Too, too embarrassing.The small body twisted hard, although the resistance was extremely weak.

"I am the master of this place. Here, I am God." The chair was facing several people from the beginning to the end, and the blue flame floated above Xiaoqing, flickering slightly. Xiaoqing, who was still able to resist a little Instantly sluggish.

"He caught us, and he turned his back to us and dared not see anyone. Hey, that kid on the chair, what do you want to do?" Lang Shaobai looked at the back of the chair as usual.

"Turn you into my slaves." The chairs were still facing away, but a small blue flame imprint appeared in front of several people and Xiaoqing.If Feng Qingyue was here, she would definitely recognize it as the mark of a slave.

"Slave? Don't be afraid that Fengda will flash his tongue!" Wu Suiyun sneered, he has encountered such scenes many times, but he just doesn't know how Miss Seven is doing now.

"I hope you can continue to maintain such a smile, although it is ugly." The person behind the chair, with great interest, turned the flame mark that was supposed to fall on Lang Shaobai's body to Wu Suiyun.

"Boom!" Although the blue mark looked harmless, when it touched Wu Suiyun, it burned instantly, and Wu Suiyun was surrounded by blue flames in the blink of an eye.

"That's it?" The contemptuous arc of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and Wu Suiyun looked at the back of the chair indifferently.

"He's a tough guy. You can resist the pain in your body, but can you guard your soul?" The person behind the chair snapped his fingers, and everyone was surrounded by blue flames.

Looking from a distance, the entire hull of the Nether Ship in the Nether Valley exudes blue flame light, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

"Hey!" An extremely small blue flame was about to invade the bodies of several people and turned to the soul.Being imprinted with a soul mark is only a matter of time.

That flame cannot be driven away no matter what, not even Xiaoqing.

"you!"

"call."

"Well……"

A few people wanted to talk and glared at the back of the chair, but they couldn't resist at all. The feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts made people feel at a loss.Pandora also felt powerless from the bottom of her heart. Although she had reached the emperor level and had a magic box, her energy was completely regressed in order to revive the people of Yingying Village and the Pan Shi clan. Injury, and the injury is mainly on the soul.The corners of his mouth pursed slightly angrily, his eyes looked at the chicken leg in his hand, he really wanted to eat it, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Struggle, the more struggling the soul, the sweeter the taste." The person behind the chair stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

Wu Suiyun's body shook, and the unicorn on the first floor of the Seventh Purgatory began to break free from the shackles of the sticky saliva, and a ray of purple light lit up at the place where the animal horn bulged on its forehead.