Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Fanhua's confused eyes did not escape Su Qianyue's eyes. She leaned down slightly and looked at her closely.

This face, is no doubt, but that inside, I'm afraid it's a change of skin.

Fanhua is also crazy, even thought of peeling.

But the ghost king is also a cruel role, actually did it.

Thinking of this, Su Qianyue couldn't help laughing.

The finger shrinks slightly, the eye is so indifferent, looking at the flustered flowers in front of.

"I don't have much patience."

The Fuyao sword flashed slightly and became a Fuyao dagger again. The Dagger's cold light was broad, and the blade's tip scratched on the flower's face, which was not completely healed.

"You! Su Qianyue! If you dare to kill me

"Just what?"

Su Qianyue light hook lip a smile, her casual lazy eyes look up to the nine thousand years old who is suppressed by Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi.

"Will you let nine thousand years old kill me? Or let the ghost King wait for the chance? "

Su Qianyue said, eyes intentionally or unintentionally looked at a dark corner.

Smile is full of lazy casual, look into the eyes of flowers, although with a smile, but that smile, but implies disdain and disdain.

What do you do with her face? Must be to hook, lead Jun Mo to leave!

If Su Mo's lips had been opened, how could she be relieved?

Because when she saw the face of Fanhua, even she couldn't help being slightly stunned.

The flower drags the body of tremble not to live of retreat, Su shallow month arrive also don't stop.

Just smile at her, let her back.

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qian Shi finally suppressed the age of nine thousand temporarily. Su Qianyue frowned slightly.

Suddenly thought of something, fingertips micro movement, a with a galaxy of silk from her sleeve flew out.

That's it!

Silk in the starry night!

Whoosh, a shadow scratches the space and makes bursts of noise.

Starry night silk seems to be spiritually prepared to tie the nine thousand year old to death.

Su Qianyue calmly looks at 9000 years old, who is still struggling. She doesn't speak. She just turns her eyes and looks at the flowers.

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi run to "sister Qianyue, what do you do now?"

Su shallow month finger micro hook, looked at Jun Mo read.

He bent his head and pierced his fingertips. A drop of blood flew out and dropped into the Dantian of Junmo.

"This drop of blood is the foundation of starry night silk in my body. I'm good at nine thousand years old."

With that, Su Qianyue would no longer talk to them. Feng Qianshi looks at Su Qianyue anxiously, but he can't say a word to comfort her.

Fanhua looks at Su Qianyue insidiously. Suddenly, she seems to think of something. A strange smile appears on her face.

"Ha ha ha ha, Su Qianyue! After all, you'll be happy! Or die in my hands

Su Qianyue is so light looking at her madness, black eyes full of lazy casual, seems to the flowers of these words completely don't put in mind.

It's just the big white hand that caresses her face like nothing.

"Dead?"

She chewed the word repeatedly, as if she had heard some funny joke. She suddenly tilted her head,

"Damn, you fake, right?"

She gazed at the face, which was the same as herself. It was really beautiful, but the ferocious smile on her face was really ugly.

Slightly disliked don't open your eyes, Su Qianyue light smile.

Reach out to hook her chin, the Mou son of Che black doesn't have the meaning of a bit Jun Mo to leave, some only have her own frivolous languid.

"Your Highness, what's the purpose of the little girl to make you so painstaking?"

The eyes of strange flowers smell words, suddenly stopped laughing, for a long time, a bloody smile appeared on the face.

Speak, but the voice, is not the voice of flowers, but a very ugly male voice.

"Was it discovered so soon?"

Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi are on the side, staring at the boss.

In front of you is Su Qianyue?

Half sitting on the ground, Su Qianyue turns out to be a flower?

Fanhua is the king of ghosts?!

This series of attacks, so that Jun Mo Nian and Feng Qianshi did not immediately respond.

"Flowers!? You're the ghost king! "

The ghost king is the Supreme Master of the ghost family, that is, the master of Nanxian.

Su Qianyue shakes her head slightly

"she is not."

"Well How can her voice be heard? "

Feng Qianshi holds Jun Mo and says, "let's not worry. Let's listen to Miss Su slowly."

Su Qianyue looked at Feng Qianshi admiringly, "yes, now we have flowers in front of us, but she is not the king of ghosts.""Jie, I don't think you are so stupid that you can't be cured."

"No matter how stupid you are, you won't think of such a disgusting way."

Su Qianyue looked at him with a smile, and her indifferent voice seemed completely unaffected.

Take off the hand with the chin of flowers.

"It must be hard for you to be attached to others. You'd better come out."

Fanhua's face, which is the same as Su Qianyue's, is suddenly infected with a strange smile.

"You are not my opponent."

"I know."

"Even if Yu Li appears, his ghost doesn't deserve to fight with me."

When it comes to Yu Li, Su Qianyue's eyes are slightly dazed.

She stood with her hands on her back. "I know that, too."

"Don't you want to die?"

"I, Su Qianyue, even if I'm looking for farts, I won't die."

Su Qianyue looked back and suddenly burst into a beautiful smile.

Dressed in a black robe, he cast the side face of a young man who was hunting for wind. It was as if everyone saw the arrogant momentum of the world.

"The arrogant."

The ghost King chuckled. Between talking and laughing, a terrible spirit smashed at Su Qianyue's back!

Su Qianyue's eyebrows and eyes are slightly Lin, and the streamer fan in the space doesn't cover up. As soon as the blue light appears, it shakes the ghost King's eyes.

The magic power collided with the streamer fan. The space seemed to be distorted by some great magic power. All the people on the scene looked around, and Su Qianyue bit her lower lip.

She just wanted to force the ghost king to do it first, so as to calculate the probability of winning, but now, this blow comes at random.

It's an extravagant hope to save one's life, let alone continue to practice in the future!

Because of this blow, if there was no streamer fan, her Dantian might have been broken.

The streamer fan is also an ancient artifact. Naturally, it is not so low.

Su Qianyue adds with her own spiritual power. She raises her eyes, but she sees the ghost King's smirk at her.

The smile is full of deceitful and successful evil.

She screamed No!

It seems that the body of eluding Su just fainted, but don't want to wake up at night!

Treachery!

Biting her lower lip hard, she didn't think.

There is no time to regret, Xuanling ghost step drive, quickly toward the dark night and yunnuo that direction in the past.

Whoosh, whoosh -

there is only a shadow left in the air.

The ghost king is Yan Cheng. He looks at Su Qianyue with a sneer and shakes his head slightly.

"Sure enough, there are still weaknesses."

With that, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a Lingli wave suddenly hit back.

In an instant, he knocked the soul dart to the ground and made a crisp sound.

And Jun Mo Nian also because of the antipathy, for a moment, a dirty blood.

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