Dear Princess, Run Slowly

When Su Qianyue came, she saw that nine thousand years old had already stood on the altar.

That solemn expression, but let Su Qianyue smell a trace of unknown taste, but it is unable to say why.

She quickly looked around, want to find what channel to go up, but this eye, but she did not dare to look away!

The altar is luxurious, like a huge football field, full of gold, and the whole space is supported by four pillars.

The pillar is enough to poke the sky into the clouds, and there is a fox relief on it, which is more precious and gorgeous. It's just a few people tied to the pillar -

dark night and yunnuo?!

What are they doing here?!

Su Qianyue's eyes are tiny, and her hands are tightly clenched together. Her figure is very obvious in the wide space.

Nine thousand years old turn Mou, the eye line touches Su shallow month of time, Mou son tiny Dun, but random return to the original state.

The eyes, deep not see the bottom, just like an abyss without ups and downs, without a trace of expression.

Su Qianyue acutely finds something wrong. She wants to step forward, but there is an invisible barrier in front of her.

She couldn't, because she was worried about dark night and yunnuo, her look was more anxious.

"Nine thousand! You, yes! Let me in! "

Su Qianyue couldn't help but swear, but she couldn't seem to hear it inside.

Looking at MINGYE and yunnuo's motionless body, Su Qianyue is in a hurry. The silver light of Fuyao dagger flashes and turns into Fuyao sword.

The cold light is broad and the chill is deep to the bone.

Just like the sword bearer, his face is like an iceberg, cold and bloodthirsty.

"Brother!"

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi rush to see "Jun Mo Li" holding a Fuyao sword at this time.

The sword

Su Qianyue smell speech looking back, the eyes did not Jun Mo from the indifference.

Read trance, as if to see the shallow month sister.

The young man in black robes cuts his side face with a knife, and his robes are hunting for wind.

As the evil spirit came into the world, the thunderbolt was the king of the world.

The young man's face was full of eagerness and confusion.

Fengqianshi see "Jun Mo Li" want to take a sword to split the border, quickly come forward to stop.

"No, this border will reverse its own spiritual power, and it will hurt itself in the end."

Su Qianyue hears that the Fuyao sword that she wanted to chop is still in the air.

"Nine thousand! Come out of here

Feng Qianshi saw that "Junmo left" did not speak, turned to look at the nine thousand years old on the altar, he roared.

Niannian came forward, "are you brother?"

"Now is the time to say that."

Su Qianyue's cold eyes turn slightly. She stares at the nine thousand year old on the altar and the body of flying feather behind the nine thousand year old.

How could he

Night and yunnuo are the best in the world. How can they be caught so easily?!

But even if Su Qianyue turns upside down outside, MINGYE and yunnuo are still motionless. She forces herself to calm down.

Just want to call Yu to leave to come out, behind suddenly rang out a familiar voice.

This voice is not anyone, but -

"rare guest, your highness."

Su Qianyue hears the speech, her back is stiff, she turns her eyes suddenly.

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi are all stunned when they see the people coming.

"Shallowly, sister shallowly!"

"You're not."

Su Qianyue collected her eyebrows and scratched something in her eyes, but after all, she was a little bloodthirsty.

That "Su Qianyue" smile, the face suddenly dyed disdain.

"Yes or no, why is your highness so determined?"

Said, her delicate fingertips came forward, close to the "Jun Mo Li" body, if there seems to be no across the "Jun Mo Li" skin.

Su Qianyue looks at the fake hook with a sneer. She doesn't know where it comes from.

"I have to be more like you. I How can you be so disgusting? "

Su Qianyue raised her finger and raised the fake's chin.

"Fanhua, right..."

Su Qianyue smiles and looks at the fake, which is the face of Fanhua in a moment of panic.

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qian Shi all responded at this time.

"Are you sister Qianyue?"

Su Qianyue just loosened her chin and scolded her face. She was not used to it.

"Well."

"Then..."

"Don't ask about the rest. I don't have time to explain to you now."

Su Qianyue lightly hooked her lips, squatted down and looked at the flower's face with a smile.

"Do you think you have a chance to win if you hook me in my face?"

Su Qianyue raised a lock of Fanhua's hair and said, "girl You have to do it. "With that, she just wanted to put the silver needle into Fanhua's brain stem, but her hand seemed to be suddenly caught by something.

Looking back, it turned out to be 9000 years old.

Is that stupid?!

However, Su Qianyue keenly saw that there was no light in his eyes

Suddenly aware of something, she looked down at the flowers on the ground.

The latter saw this and grinned strangely.

"What if you are su Qianyue? Does this fox respect still listen to me?! Because now I am Su Qianyue! "

"I didn't expect you to admire me so much..."

Su Qianyue, angry and smiling, looks at the poisonous flowers on her face.

The body posture is uncanny to turn, Su Qianyue waves to nine thousand years old to push out a palm.

She has already reached the middle stage of lingzun!

What we need now is just actual combat.

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi are stunned when they see Su Qianyue's accomplishments go to a higher level.

This cultivation speed is too fast, isn't it?!

Su Qianyue is speechless, a palm mercilessly waves to nine thousand years old, but the latter unexpectedly does not hide!

She frowned and changed her direction.

As a result of this, she was attacked by the spirit force, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness poured into her throat. Nine thousand years old suddenly and rigidly waved a palm towards her. For a moment, her bones were dislocated in pain.

She was shocked by the spirit force and kept retreating for several steps before she stopped.

The pain came from her chest. Su Qianyue looked at 9000 years old with cold eyes. This How can you think of a puppet like that?

"Read!"

Junmo nianyan soul dart has already been ready, "control the nine thousand year old divine sense to me!"

"Yes

Jun Mo Nian flies forward, Feng Qianshi follows him, and quickly uses the ice soul sword to break up the nine thousand year old spirit power.

Jun Mo Nian's mental power quickly entered the sea of knowledge at the age of nine thousand, but it also stopped there.

It seems that there is some terrible mental power, which is faster than her and controls the whole nerve center of 9000 years old!

Now she can't break such a spiritual mark.

A strong mental force suddenly stimulated her divine consciousness, and she felt a pain in the sea.

She couldn't help covering her head.

"Red eye, what's the matter?"

Feng Qianshi catches her weak body.

"Sister Qianyue, her nine thousand year old divine consciousness has been controlled by a soul alchemist with high cultivation."

Su Qianyue hears the words, her eyes are clear, and the cold light of Fuyao sword flashes slightly.

The sword points to many flowers. The latter wants to laugh, but suddenly a sword is on her neck, and her face turns white.

"Where is the ghost king?"

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