Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 257 Losing Herself 41
"It's funny, he should go to a doctor when he's injured, and I don't know how to heal him. What's the use of asking me? Don't say I'm not capable of saving him, even if I was, I wouldn't be able to. You've found the wrong person, please go back."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qizhu went straight to the entrance and opened the door as a gesture of invitation.

Looking at the tense side face, Han Yabai's eyes sank for an instant: "Girl, this subordinate is imperative, if the girl insists on not saving her, then the subordinate will only be offended!"

Ye Qizhu paused immediately, then quickly looked at Han Yabai, and touched the dark bag in his arms.

But when she turned her head, suddenly a puff of white smoke rushed towards her face, Ye Qizhu unexpectedly took a deep breath, and when she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, she already felt dizzy.

"you……"

Ye Qizhu didn't expect that Han Yabai didn't use Mixiang to fight her, but she didn't have the strength to question her anymore, she felt a sudden blackness in front of her eyes, and immediately fell into a coma.

Looking coldly at Ye Qizhu who fell on the ground, Han Yabai threw away the Mixiang in his hand.

He is not ashamed to use such a trick, but he has to do it.

The king didn't let his thoughts be lost, since he couldn't steal it, he took the woman back with him.

Promise enchantment.

The main hall was dark and cold, and the devilish energy billowing from Yin Qianliu's body coiled around him like ferocious dragons.

With a sudden muffled roar, Yin Qianliu raised his head, and the white light of the luminous lamp above his head hit directly at the bottom of his pair of black demonic eyes that were rolling with dark demonic energy, and traces of blood flowed from the eye sockets. The magic breath is about to move.

Carrying Ye Qizhu, Han Yabai hurried in.

Yin Qianliu was half-kneeling on the ground, with one hand propped on the ground and the other hand tightly clutching the skirt of his chest, and he stared at Han Yabai who broke through the door fiercely.

"I told you not to..."

"Your Majesty, the antidote."

Busily putting the person on his shoulders on the ground, Han Yabai stared at Yin Qianliu's magic eyes that suddenly lit up after seeing Ye Qizhu, as if at this moment, the entire dark hall was brighter, however, But Han Yabai couldn't be happy at all, and the seriousness in his eyes became even more gloomy.

"Candle."

Yin Qianliu murmured, the awe-inspiring look in his eyes softened involuntarily, but when he looked at Han Yabai, a dangerous cold light flashed instantly.

Abruptly, Yin Qianliu lifted his left hand, and a wave of devilish energy condensed in his palm in an instant, and he grabbed it with all five fingers, as if shooting an invisible hook from his palm, it caught Han Thuja's neck was dragged into his palm.

With a firm grip, the cold fingertips were deeply embedded in Thuja cypress' neck.

"Kings……"

Han Yabai looked at the almost suffocating side face in horror, and the pressure on his neck was tightly strangled, as if his neck would be broken at any time.

The pair of rolling blood and devil's breath slowly turned to Han Yabai, and as Yin Qianliu's breath increased, Han Yabai was held up by his neck.

Both feet left the ground, Han Yabai's face paled in fright, and he grabbed Yin Qianliu's wrist forcefully, fearful.

He opened his mouth, but he could only forcefully squeeze out one word at a time from his throat.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

There was hardly any change on Yin Qianliu's stern and unruly face, but the cold demonic eyes were extremely cold, as if the air in the entire barrier had froze at this moment.

(End of this chapter)