The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 550 Mistress
With Zhulong and Qi Jinghuan around, there's no need for Xie Wanrong to take action, besides, she can't use her spiritual power yet, she leans on Qi Jinghuan with a smile, staring at Zhulong's tricks.

The seventh-level black ape was trapped by Qi Jinghuan again, Zhulong dealt with it like a cat catching a mouse, Qi Jinghuan looked at it for a while, and suddenly said to Zhulong: "Take the panacea."

Zhulong nodded heavily, so he didn't waste time with the seventh-level black ape. With one move, his hand directly turned into a red burning dragon claw, and penetrated into the thick belly of the black ape.

Blood sprayed out from its stomach like a fountain, and the seventh-level black ape let out a final growl, and its heavy body fell heavily on the ground, stirring up dust.

But for a moment, a gleaming black elixir floated up from its huge beast body. Zhulong was very satisfied and took the black elixir in his hand, and respectfully presented it to Xie Wanrong: "Mistress, the seventh-level magic beast Panacea."

Zhulong lowered his head solemnly, and the surroundings returned to silence.

Xie Wanrong listened to the call of mistress, and felt joy in her heart. This title seemed to sound good. She raised the corners of her lips, took the elixir, and pulled the pear vine that Candle Dragon had pulled from the seventh-level black ape. Received in the spirit ring.

Inside the spirit ring, Hong Ling had already woken up slowly and regained consciousness.

Seeing her coming in, Jiaolong happily told Hongling about waking up, and then pointed to the bottles of pills placed not far away, his excited water-blue eyes seemed to overflow with water, he He coughed lightly to conceal the ecstasy in his heart: "Xiao Rongrong, those...those pills...are all yours?"

"not mine……"

Jiaolong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Xie Wanrong happily.

But after listening to the second half of the sentence, he shook his head like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Could it be yours?" Xie Wanrong glanced at Jiaolong and walked towards Hongling.

Jiaolong twitched the corners of his mouth, stared eagerly at the porcelain bottles, and murmured in a low voice: "I hope it's mine..."

"Rong Rong..." Hong Ling spoke in a breathless voice, and Qing Ling supported her half-sitting, her pretty face was already a layer of blood.

Xie Wanrong handed over the elixir of a seventh-level monster, "Hongling, eat this."

Hongling looked at the shining elixir, and burst into tears with a cry of "Wow!", she suddenly reached out and hugged Xie Wanrong, buried her small head in her waist, and choked up, "Rongrong, yes I'm so useless."

She is a divine beast, how could Rong Rong always worry about her.

Xie Wanrong gently rubbed her head, listening to Hongling's crying, the softness in her heart seemed to be on the verge of collapse again, she stabilized her emotions, "Nonsense, you ask Bingli, he has practiced for ten thousand years You can't resist that enchantment, you are already very powerful, Hongling, eat this."

Hongling slowly raised her red and swollen eyes, "What about the cool Ninth Prince?"

Xie Wanrong couldn't help smiling: "He's fine."

Hongling sucked her sore nose, and let Xie Wanrong feed the spirit pill into her mouth. After all, it was the spirit pill of a seventh-order monster. Just after she got down, most of Hongling's complexion recovered, and her whole body glowed with bursts of fire.

Seeing this, Xie Wanrong felt relieved and told her to rest well.

Qi Jinghuan is still waiting for her, so she won't stay in Lingling for too long, and quickly brought her thoughts back to reality, she breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ah Huan, I have got Luo Liteng, so I can leave. "

(End of this chapter)