Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Su Qianyue holds little Bingbing out from the periphery of the volcano. Seeing that little Bingbing has recovered some physical strength, Su Qianyue is relieved.

Feng Ming also followed up with a smile. Seeing that he was about to walk out of the netherworld forest, the atmosphere between them was a little strange.

Because Su Qianyue, who usually talks a lot, has not said a word so far.

Although Feng Ming has doubts in his heart, he doesn't show the slightest on his face. He just looks at Su Qianyue holding little Bingbing walking slowly in front of him with a smile.

"Fengming."

The figure in red in front of him suddenly stopped, and his voice was a little cold. Maybe he was a little far away from the crater, and the temperature around him decreased, but Feng Ming's face didn't change. He seemed to be waiting for Su Qianyue.

"You said, you are a Xuanwu immortal envoy. Why do you have to do that?"

The voice is like a feather, across Feng Ming's heart. His pupil is slightly coagulated. He doesn't know what Su Qianyue means.

The figure in red in front of him turned around. On his familiar face, he was at a loss.

"You are Xuanwu immortal emissary, right? The last beast immortal emissary in heaven, right?"

Feng Ming, even though his body is subconsciously frozen in place, doesn't look at Su Qianyue, and then shakes his head.

Seeing Feng Ming's reaction, Su Qianyue slowly drops her head. Just when Feng Ming thinks Su Qianyue won't say anything more, she smiles softly.

"You know, when people are surprised, afraid and nervous, their first reaction is often the most real."

Su Qianyue touched Xiao Bingbing's head and said slowly, "I just asked you Xuanwu immortal envoy. According to reason, your first reaction should be doubt, not avoidance."

Feng Ming's body is slightly stunned. He doesn't know what to say, so he can only close his mouth and look at Su Qianyue indifferently.

But the latter suddenly felt out a Yin Ling jade Jue from his arms. His eyes touched it, and Feng Ming's pupil could no longer control trembling.

This is -

"as you can see, the hidden spirit Yujue of your royal highness, with this Yujue, you can rest assured to communicate with me verbally. You don't have to."

Su Qianyue's voice is faint, and her vision is sharp. At this time, she is stiff and sealed.

"Xuanwu immortal envoy, as usual, did not make any progress."

As soon as the words fall, Su Qianyue suddenly bursts out a terrible pressure. Feng Ming just wants to resist, but he finds that under this pressure, he can't do anything at all.

"You - you don't have amnesia?"

Feng Ming took a step back with a little trembling. It was just a small move. It was very difficult for him now.

Looking at Su Qianyue's expression, she also has a trace of respect.

"No, I really lost my memory. It's just the stimulation of those things that made me recover."

Su Qianyue is not moved at all. She looks at her white fingertips carelessly.

"Subordinate..."

"No, you are a subordinate of Fu Yao. You have no class relationship with Su Qianyue."

Xiao Bingbing, who was put aside by Su Qianyue, was also a little dull at this time. This woman, obviously, just seemed to have a bad brain, and unexpectedly It has a great relationship with heaven!

"Er --"

another burst of pressure. Feng Ming couldn't resist it and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Su Qianyue in a panic, but found that there was no emotion in her eyes.

"My subordinates are not well protected. I hope they can respect the saints and surrender their sins!"

See Feng Ming that kind of appearance, Su shallow month mouth light hook.

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