Dear Princess, Run Slowly

It dare not say, dare not let Su Qianyue understand all kinds of previous life, but in the bottom of my heart, there is still that kind of expectation.

What if Fuyao Zunsheng really made a comeback? Will this heaven be replaced?

The flame moves, it never says much.

It used to be the territory of huashuxian envoys, but now it is so depressed. It can be seen how hard the war ten thousand years ago hit them.

It can be seen that the one sitting in the sky is also inquiring about the whereabouts of Fu Yao Zunsheng in the dark.

Therefore, before Su Qianyue's growth, her blood must not be disclosed, otherwise, she will be dead.

"Out!"

Su Qianyue's forehead is covered with sweat. Her eyes are staring at her fingertips, which are condensing spiritual power. She hopes to feel the existence of dark elements.

It even sends the spiritual power directly into the meridians to stimulate the use of dark elements.

The night magic fire looks at Su Qianyue's deadly momentum, and the flame trembles.

What should it say?

I don't know. This question is obviously unanswered.

At this time, Jun Mo Li outside -

suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. As soon as Jun Mo Li's face turned white, even Yu Kong's fingers could not help trembling.

The heart is like a pair of invisible hands to grasp, and then tightly twisted in general.

Pain to suffocation!

He knew what was going on.

He knows the way to solve it, but he doesn't want to

If Jueya grass is the owner of someone else, he may not be so hesitant, but the owner of Jueya grass is her.

Forehead suddenly drops a drop of cold sweat, Jun Mo from the tall body can't help shivering slightly.

He slightly frowned, even so, can clearly see his pale face.

That kind of pain is the ultimate pain.

Even the skin and flesh were raw cut less than the pain!

But Jun Mo Li still stood up straight and didn't make a sound.

He naturally knew how difficult it was to refine Su Qianyue. Now as long as he made a little noise, it might affect her. This is not a joke.

He didn't make any obvious movements, not even a sound.

Those ghost hands seemed to be suddenly irritable, and began to stretch up slowly. Jun Mo Li narrowed his eyes slightly, endured the pain of heart, and found that those ghost hands had been able to catch him.

There was a trace of disgust in his eyes. The dust shadow sword in his hand flashed coldly and took away a few ghost hands.

Those ghost hands are still wriggling when they are cut to the ground by the dust shadow sword. It looks really disgusting.

Jun Mo left slightly drooping eyes, looking at the more rampant ghost hand below, slightly pursed lips.

The terrible pressure all over the body suddenly shrouded, and the ghost hands felt the terrible pressure, and they all faltered, but it was only for a while.

Here, the spiritual power is severely limited. Even so, it can still send out such terrible pressure. It's really a demon.

Jun Mo from looking at those ghost hands are still dancing, some disgusted Ning eyebrow, he did not speak, for a long time, thin lips light open.

"I give you a face to allow you to be presumptuous?"

The voice is light and slow, like a casual, just like a whisper.

When the ghost hands heard this, they seemed to have heard something terrible.

He began to get restless.

One of the reasons: These are the remains of the demons. Naturally, they are afraid of the demon king thousands of years ago.

As for the second

"Your Highness, are you ok?"

As soon as Su Qianyue came out, she saw Jun Mo Li's pale face. The latter saw her coming out and didn't say anything.

Su Qianyue nodded slightly, indicating to let Jun Mo leave to put her down.

She shakes a bottle of corrosives in her hand, and looks back at Jun Mo Li's pale face with some worry. There comes Jun Mo Li's shortness of breath from her ear.

Is he really OK?

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