Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Snow velvet rattan rushed up quickly. A thick rattan quickly derived some small rattan from the side. Su Qianyue gritted her teeth and looked at the disdain in the mine carving eyes.

Su Qianyue snorts coldly

in terms of capital, sophomore is an old ancestor!

Whoosh, whoosh -

the landmine carving flies away, and the second child's rattan grows infinitely, quickly following the landmine carving.

"Master! This little bird still scolds little two

"Strangle it."

Su Qianyue spits out three words coldly, then rushes to the ghost.

The latter didn't seem to think that Su Qianyue still had plant pet, which was more difficult to tame than animal pet. Therefore, plant pet is a rare existence for practitioners.

"As long as I kill you, this plant pet will be mine!"

Ghost Yin Ran's eyes, staring at this time and mine carving fighting small two.

Su Qianyue took out the fuliao dagger with her backhand, with bursts of cold light, "it depends on whether you have taken the life!"

The blade of the Fuyao dagger is coated with a silver flame, which can't be seen if you don't look carefully.

Su Qianyue's eyes are slightly cold, and her eyes are also a little fierce.

Ghost clenched his teeth, endured the pain on his face, made a quick seal in his hand, gathered a spiritual power, and blasted it hard.

Su Qianyue clenches her teeth and sidesteps away. With the power of turning around, she uses the dagger to cut the surging spirit power until it dissipates in mid air.

The spirit power is cut, and the ghost is naturally attacked. He looks at Su Qianyue's dagger with cold light in his hand with surprised eyes. There is a touch of greed in his eyes. Naturally, Su Qianyue doesn't let go of his eyes.

The level of Linghuang is still difficult for her now. Unless she can upgrade her cultivation to the later stage of lingzun in a short time, she can fight with one of them.

However, the current situation obviously does not allow her to calm down. When the dagger was within three meters of the ghost, it suddenly turned into a sword.

Su Qianyue raises her sword and stabs at the ghost's life gate, but the latter easily avoids it.

"Oh..."

Before the ghost finished, Su Qianyue called with a sharp sword.

"Villains die of talking too much!"

Su Qianyue hummed coldly, her fingertips moved, and a silver light appeared on her fingertips. The cold awn trembled slightly, bringing forth the murderous spirit.

The other hand's Fuyao sword still stabbed straight, collided with the ghost quickly, and then retreated.

Booming -

it's another powerful spiritual power. Su Qianyue's eyes are slightly sharp, and she holds up her sword to resist. The ghost takes advantage of this time to quickly gather her body and fly forward. She doesn't know when to gather a surge of spiritual power in her hand.

This time, he came to Su Qianyue, who was slightly awe inspiring.

In my heart,

three

two

one!

The sword suddenly blows. Su Qianyue uses her body to bear the surging spirit power. In Su Qianyue's hand, the Fuyao sword quickly turns into a dagger again, cutting away the layers of smoke. Su Qianyue feels the dust particles in the smoke on her injury.

It's very stinging.

Bang -

the two collided fiercely, and the ghost's shriveled mouth showed a smile of satisfaction.

He raised his eyes, but to Su Qianyue's unfathomable cold eyes.

"You...!"

The body is stiff for a moment, the ghost can clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body begins to flow back, and the attack on Su Qianyue is not strong but weak.

The latter smiles coldly. The dagger quickly turns an angle in his hand, and the cold awn quickly enlarges in the depth of his eyes.

"You can report to the hell!"

With that, the ghost only felt a chill around his neck, but he didn't react to anything. His eyes suddenly turned to the sky, and then a sharp pain hit him. The next second, he completely lost consciousness.

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