Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Yingxiu looks at the dead body with a smile, takes out a delicate jade bottle from his arms, opens it and sprinkles the liquid on the body slowly.

After a while, the sound of zizizi came from the corpse, and soon there was no trace.

Looking at these, Ying sleeve some provocative looked at the hand of the jade bottle.

"Fuyao, Fuyao, your medicine really works."

Yingxiu put the jade bottle in the sleeve for safekeeping, and then looked up at the horizon.

All of a sudden, there was a rare stare in her eyes.

A familiar breath suddenly ran into the tip of the nose!! Although insignificant, but it is a real strange fire breath!

Tens of thousands of years ago, before she could get rid of the last kind of purple Gu prison fire on Fu Yao, it happened.

Therefore, she will not admit her mistake for this unique breath of purple Gu prison fire!

Zigu prison fire of Fuyao! If it was the breath of other strange fire, Yingxiu would not have such a big reaction at all, but at that time, it was the strange fire that she pulled out in person. How could she not know?!

Fingertips tightly into the palm of the hand, the face of the beautiful fragrance is now twisted terrible.

Originally a gentle nine days Xuannv, but now the whole body, but exudes the unique ferocity of ancient fierce beast!

But soon, the breath disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Fu Yao, you are really haunted..."

Ying sleeve fingertip micro rub, seems to be in distress with something.

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there was a mess around, and the purple Gu prison fire also turned into the previous flame, holding the divine consciousness tightly. Su Qianyue suddenly felt as if she had suddenly taken off her strength and was weak on the ground.

Her eyes were a little blurred, and she wanted to see clearly around her, but it seemed that she was deliberately against her. She bit the tip of her tongue slightly, and let herself recover some clarity.

"Master!"

Su Qianyue slightly coagulates eyebrows, turns her eyes and looks weakly towards her original nine thousand years old. Her mouth opens, but she can't say a word.

Let nine thousand years old fall to the ground, this time, she is completely faint

9000: "am I heavy?"

But among them, it can't wait for Su Qianyue to answer.

At this time, Su Qianyue lay on the ground and fainted.

- "Wow!!! Can my master be saved?! Whoa, whoa, whoa

A crying voice explodes like a bomb beside her ear. Su Qianyue, who is sleepy, frowns impatiently when she hears the sound.

"Stop shouting! Not dead

"Wow, I just made a contract with my master. The master can't just die!"

The energy of a tender voice seems to be very good, Su Qianyue slightly smoked the corners of her mouth.

"Do you want people to be in a coma!! What's the noise? "

Su Qianyue couldn't help it. She yelled at the place. The nine thousand year old and a little boy were stunned.

The little boy didn't seem to react. His eyes were still full of tears, and he looked at Su Qianyue blankly.

"Burp -"

nine thousand year old stares at the little boy, and the little boy shakes his head quickly, "no, no, I can't control it, burp -"

he just cried fiercely, and it's normal that he can't help it, but how can su Qianyue see more and more and feel more eye-catching?!

See nine thousand years old in one side, Su Qianyue casually waved, "you take your son out?"

"What son?"

Nine thousand years old a face Leng, he also specially looked around, where come the son? He doesn't even have a daughter-in-law.

At this time, the little boy timidly pulled the nine thousand year old corner of his clothes, "the master said, is it me?"

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