Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Su Qianyue climbed up from the ground and wiped the corners of her mouth carelessly with her fingertips. Seeing the blood left on her palm, she picked her eyebrows with a smile.

"I won."

"What?"

The next second, there was a loud bang, and the dark figure was suddenly stunned, surrounded by the purple Gu prison fire.

Burning flame, burning its spirit, it quickly resist, a column of water with its action, but the next second, the sole of the foot is coming bursts of cold force.

Oh, no!

The power of ice cold instantly swept the water column, just like an ice cone in the sky, penetrating the dark figure.

Su Qianyue's lips are slightly crooked. She knows that the spirit will not die at all. It's just a test.

"It's a good plan to respect the saint."

The next second, the voice rang out behind her, Su Qianyue chuckled, looked back, stretched out her hand, looked at the dark figure and said: "take it, nine turn ink lotus array."

"How can you be sure that I have a nine turn mohian array?"

"You really don't, because you are the nine turn Mohist array!"

Su Qianyue raised her chin and looked confidently at the dark figure in front of her.

"That's all. I lost this time."

Finish saying, that dark figure then suddenly lax, slowly disappear in front of Su shallow month.

"Wait a minute, where's the array?"

Su Qianyue shouts to the vanishing smoke. Before her voice falls, a dark light appears above her head. She looks at the dark light with astonishment.

He quickly reached out to pick up the light. After it fell into Su Qianyue's hands, the light dissipated.

It turned into a dark array, and then quickly ran into the array seal in Su Qianyue's palm.

Feel a pure and incomparable spirit power into the body, Su Qianyue freely spit out a mouthful of turbid gas.

"Your Highness, this This is autistic divine sense. I'm incompetent! "

An old man who seems to be immortal is half bowing in front of Jun Mo Li, while the latter is holding the woman in his arms and looking at her with a loving face.

The slender fingertips pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears. After hearing the old man's words, Jun Mo didn't lift his eyes, and his hands were back to their original state.

Boom -

a delicate tea cup on the old man's side turned into a pile of vermicelli in the next second. A cold sweat dropped from the old man's forehead, and he looked at Jun Mo Li in a panic.

"Hall, your highness..."

"Know what to do?"

Jun Mo doesn't leave action, just stretched out hand slowly back, eyes still didn't move away from Su Qianyue.

The tone of light cloud and light wind is more like talking about what to eat for lunch today.

The old man was in a cold sweat, but he bowed his head respectfully and stepped back.

Carefully take the door, Jun Mo from low eyes to see the quiet sleeping face, at this time of her, and in the past love to play, love to make different, her quiet people flustered, people afraid.

His hand, gradually stroking her face, felt the delicate touch coming from the palm of his hand, and his thin lips sipped lightly.

"Enough."

Just when Jun Mo Li was still thinking, an impatient voice suddenly rang out. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman with watery eyes in his arms.

"Lady, you..."

"What are you going to do, or how do you want to open my mind?"

Su Qianyue picks eyebrows and says with a smile that Jun Mo Li doesn't reply to Su Qianyue. Just when Su Qianyue thinks he can't speak, Jun Mo Li suddenly presses her into her arms.

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