Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 436 Confrontation!

Suddenly, the magic talismans around her body ignited flames, and all the talismans were reduced to ashes. Su Xiaoxiao's body lost its restraint, and suddenly fell limp on the ground.

"Girl." Bai Shuang ran over to help Su Xiaoxiao up.

Could it be that she guessed wrong?Isn't it Brother Leng Ran?Su Xiaoxiao stood up with Bai Shuang's strength, after the tossing just now, her body seemed to be much lighter again.

"I'm fine." Su Xiaoxiao stood firm and smiled at Bai Shuang.

Just as Bai Shuang was about to speak, his expression changed suddenly, and he raised his hand suddenly. At the same time, a little golden wolf jumped out of the prickly pear jungle and turned into powder in mid-air.

"Shuang'er, leave here, we have been discovered." Su Xiaoxiao knew that the little golden wolf was Mu Qianyi's messenger, and the appearance of the little golden wolf meant that their whereabouts had been exposed.

"Follow me." Bai Shuang turned around and pulled Su Xiaoxiao closer, "Take a deep breath."

"What?" Su Xiaoxiao thought she had heard wrong.

"Let's go into the water." Bai Shuang gestured to the deep pool next to her with her eyes.

"I see." Su Xiaoxiao believed Bai Shuang, didn't ask any more questions, and took a deep breath as he said.

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao was getting ready, Bai Shuang plunged into the deep pool with her half arms around her.

Even if two people entered the water at the same time, there was no splash on the water surface, and the two-color pool surface was still as calm as a mirror.

In the bedroom of Qiu's villa, Leng Zhaoran put away the destroyed talisman solemnly, "There is something inside Xiao'er that prevents me from casting spells."

"It should be that kind of black spider." Qiu Shuoyan's tone suddenly turned cold.

Leng Zhaoran followed his line of sight, and at Su Xiaoxiao's right ankle that was exposed outside the quilt at some point, there was a black thing slowly wriggling under the smooth skin, which was creepy.

The black spider, which had been lurking in Su Xiaoxiao's body all this time, showed its real body because of the stimulation of the magic talisman.

"Soul control spider." Leng Zhaoran frowned and said three words.

"Do you know what that is?" Qiu Shuoyan turned to look at him.

"I've only seen it in the Demon Hunter's Yaoxie Records. The soul-controlling spider is a subordinate species of Wanyue, and the direct controller is Mrs. Tarantula." Leng Zhaoran expressed worry, "It seems that Wanyue is dead, and they are alive come down."

"I'm not interested in them, I just want to know how to save her?" Qiu Shuoyan sat down beside the bed, and gently stroked Su Xiaoxiao's cheek.

How to save her is what he cares most about.

Leng Zhaoran turned his back, "Soul-controlling spiders haven't appeared since Wanyue's demise, and the way to deal with them has long been lost. The only way to deal with them is to find Mrs. Tarantula."

"Heh, the demon hunter is nothing more than that." A beautiful female voice sarcastically rang out from the quiet room.

Then a graceful figure appeared in front of Qiu Shuoyan.

"Your Majesty." Zishu knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Don't worry about politeness, you have a way to save people?" Qiu Shuoyan signaled her to get up.

"Yes, I have a way to take out the soul-controlling spider, but when taking out the soul-controlling spider, I must find my wife's soul, otherwise..." Zi Shu stopped talking.

"Otherwise, what would happen?" Leng Zhaoran, who knew what was important, didn't bother to argue with her about satirizing the demon hunter at this time.

"The soul is scattered, powerless." Zishu raised her eyes to look at Qiu Shuoyan in front of her, "Does your lord know where Madam's soul is at this moment?"

"Now I can hardly sense the fox spirit in her body." Qiu Shuoyan's eyes showed self-blame.

"Young Master, do you know what happened to Madam?" Zi Shu couldn't help asking without seeing Qiu Yichen.

With the emperor's temper, if he knew that something happened to his mother, he might do something. ． ． ． ． ．
(End of this chapter)