The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 450 The Little Beauty

As soon as the man got up, the people around him dispersed, and Mo Qingcheng was even guarded by Hong Ling.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Hong Ling who was protecting him, and didn't say anything. He just looked at the enchanting man. The man chuckled lightly, and quickly rushed towards Mo Qingcheng.

"Although you are still very good, it's just a pity that you are from the Beisheng Kingdom. In order to avoid hindering our plan, you should die!"

Die!

The two words came out lightly, but everyone could hear the seriousness in the words. Mo Qingcheng flipped his fingers and took out an electric stick from his sleeve. Now Mo Qingcheng is not the former Mo Qingcheng who only knows medical skills. After opening the martial arts, Mo Qingcheng will also practice diligently.

By now, it may be possible to practice it.

And the man didn't intend to fight Hong Ling at all, he just made a feint and rushed towards Mo Qingcheng, and standing behind Mo Qingcheng was Mo Tianyao, seeing this, he couldn't help stretching out his hand directly, Mo Qingcheng pushed it out.

Mo Qingcheng's body was pushed out, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, he tapped his toes to the ground and rushed towards the man.

The man saw Mo Qingcheng's weapon swept over, and quickly revealed his own weapon, and then received Mo Qingcheng's blow, Mo Qingcheng looked at the iron fan in the man's hand, and sneered directly.

Press and hold the switch on the electric wand.

And the man on the opposite side was about to make a move, cutting off the iron fan directly on Mo Qingcheng's neck, but he didn't expect that there would be a sudden numbness from the injury, and then his whole body would be dissipated by the internal force of electricity.

However, the man reacted quickly enough, and immediately let go of the fan in his hand, and stepped back a few steps, but when he opened his palm, he found more than a dozen cuts in his palm, and blood flowed out.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the man with raised eyebrows, and chuckled lightly: "You are not ashamed to say anything, if you want my life, it depends on whether you have the ability."

The man took a deep look at Mo Qingcheng, and then stood up: "Little beauty, let's meet next time. I only hope that next time, you will have such good luck."

Mo Qingcheng sneered, looked at the fan thrown on the ground, and grabbed it. Such a quiet weapon is really rare, so forget it as a trophy.

Hong Ling regretfully looked at the direction in which the man left, and muttered to herself: "I really didn't expect that such a thing would even dispatch the guardians of the West Poison Kingdom."

Guardian?

Mo Qingcheng looked at Hong Ling suspiciously: "Do you know this person?"

For the first time, Hong Ling's face showed a particularly dignified expression, and her tone was also very serious: "No one knows the origin of Zuo Dharma of the Western Poison Kingdom, but only knows that he is very powerful in using poison and has excellent martial arts, but his There is no second fan in the world."

Mo Qingcheng played with the fan in his hand, always feeling that this thing might be useful in the future, and judging from just now, he didn't leave because he was afraid, he obviously thought it was very interesting and wanted to continue playing.

It's really unpredictable.

But no matter what, knowing who did it, and the person has already left, it is natural to start preparing the antidote.

As for the antidote, Mo Qingcheng only came up with a prescription, and let the people of Taiyuan Academy do it.

But Mo Qingcheng directly found a big tree, ran to sleep on it.

(End of this chapter)