Dear Princess, Run Slowly

"Red eyed monster!"

Feng Qianshi sees that Junmo Nian is knocked down on the ground and goes to check her injury.

"Master of soul swallowing hall, how dare you fight me with your spiritual power after you have suffered such a heavy injury?"

Yan Cheng sneers at this arrogant Jun Mo Nian.

Feng Qianshi hears the words and looks at the weak Jun Mo Nian incredulously. Just now, Jun Mo Nian just touched the nine thousand year old divine consciousness. Isn't it

"You did all this?"

Yan Cheng picks his eyebrows slightly, and the dandy smell between his eyebrows is not hidden.

"I can't think of it. It's really a fool who finds out."

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Su Qianyue squints slightly -

faster, as long as faster, she can block the ghost King's attack with purple Gu prison fire!

Night and yunnuo will not die!

But the steps are gradually floating because of the loss of spiritual power.

She clenched her lower lip until the tip of her tongue tasted salty.

The wave of spirit power is near the corner of their eyes. As long as they don't use the mysterious spirit ghost step properly, this power will be enough to kill the three of them!

But she found that this Lingli wave was different from just now, this It is condensed by the resentment of the GUI nationality!

As a result of previous special attack experience, this situation did not let her panic, but let her more rigorous.

Night and cloud seems to have action!

Her face brightened, and her body was even smaller than that power wave!

The whole body is full of the breath of spiritual explosion. Su Qianyue just feels that a cool hand suddenly hugs her

"Boom -"

a loud bang!

Let fengqianshi and junmnian look here.

Only Yan Cheng is still back to Su Qianyue, hearing this loud noise, his lips slowly evoke a smile of success.

"Jie, you are not my opponent after all! What if she was reincarnated? What if she has the help of the remnant soul of Yuli? Did I kill you? "

He Yin evil smile, but forget Jun Mo Nian and wind thousand that Lengzheng expression.

"No way! Miss Su can't die! "

"Traitor! You must have used some magic to make us think that sister Qianyue is dead, right? "

Jun Mo read strong to stand up, but because of the loss of consciousness is too serious, she can only stare at words.

Feng Qianshi pursed his lips and held his hands tightly together.

All the spirit power is injected into the ice soul sword. The ice soul sword shoots at the ghost King Yancheng like it has spirit!

That momentum, like breaking through the space as fast.

Yan Cheng just slightly raised his eyes, a touch of disdain quickly across.

Stretch out the finger in the wide sleeve robe and point at will.

Ice soul sword is like meeting something indestructible. It can't advance for half a minute any more!

Feng Qianshi purses his lips and clenches his hands tightly.

But still didn't resist, Yan Cheng waved at will, ice soul sword with that spiritual power toward Jun Mo Nian burst away.

In her red eyes, the sword with cold light, bone chilling.

Feng Qianshi flies to block it.

The ice soul sword stabbed into his chest without warning and snorted.

But still hold down the throat that a touch of fishy sweet.

The sound of sharp tools piercing the skin and flesh came clearly.

"Hello! Madman, who told you to stop me? "

"Shut up

"I didn't expect that Su Qianyue's death would make you so excited. Is her death too miserable? Ha ha ha, you can cry if you want! Ha ha ha ha

Yan Cheng looks up at the sky and laughs. Unexpectedly, Fu Yao's reincarnation is so weak that he kills her with one move.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing three more times.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha, your sister is so angry. Why haven't you been interrupted?"

A dandy and unruly girl's voice suddenly sounded -

"the lady is talkative again, isn't she?"

A low male voice then rang out, so that Yan Cheng's laughter suddenly stopped, he turned back in panic.

That male voice is like a time bomb, full of depression, people dare not make mistakes.

As soon as you make a sound, it's like surrender around you. It's quiet and terrible, but in the silence, there is also a hint of bloodthirsty.

It's impossible for words to run fast in the brain!

It can't be Jun Mo Li!

Jun Moli has died in the inheritance!

In the thick smoke, two figures were suddenly reflected.

Two brilliant figures.

One male and one female, one high and one low.

Slowly out, from time to time, there are female voice some disgusting complaints

"How did he laugh so long without getting angry?"

I don't know for my husband. "The two voices are still ringing -

"how can it be?"

Yan Cheng stares at the place tightly for fear that he is wrong!

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