Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

Chapter 681: Order in the land

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Order 683,68

"Who can control Mo Wenchen?" Fen also froze, and he knew that Mo Wenchen was powerful and terrible.

In this world, few people can be his opponent.

I heard such a message at this time.

"It's Zi Wuya ..." Su Qiqi's mood also fell down: "However, it is the soul of the predecessor Xianjun."

"It turned out to be so. With Zi Xiyao's practice, now and the former Xianjun's practice, it can be said to be powerful and infinite." Fan also said helplessly: "This is really a coincidence."

"I'll talk about these things slowly." Su Qiqi looked at some of the dim light.

"Okay, you can leave soon." Fan also looked behind him.

The people of Mozun are almost here.

Su Qiqi once again looked at the dark river surface, gritted his teeth, and buried the flowers with the moon, and Mengli quickly turned away without saying a word.

All she has to do now is go back to Dayan, get back the Zhitian Sword, let Mo Wenchen be free, and then rescue the dream away.

"Three days." Zi Wuya looked at the horizon, a day and a half has passed, with a smile on his lips, while looking down at the old monk Ruding Mo Mochen: "You think Su Qiqi can think of a way Save you? "

Mo Wenchen just squinted his eyes, even when he didn't exist.

Compared with Mo Wenchen, Zi Wuya's number of segments seems to be much lower.

"You don't answer, you don't have the bottom of your heart." Zi Wuji smiled smirkly, but the face, which was originally warm and smooth, had a bit of evil charm, and a little more fox spirit charm.

It really changed the temperament of the whole person.

Opening his eyes slowly, Mo Wenchen just gave Zi Wuya a cold glance: "You have no confidence, don't give her three days if you knew it."

He always believed in Su Qiqi.

Even if it was related to Mengli, he didn't let him have any thoughts about Su Qiqi, at best he was confused.

"Huh, do you think this is a big swallow? Little dream country, how can anyone know how to cut the silk of this day?" Zi Wuya received a smile and looked at Mo Wenchen coldly: "If it is not for you Still useful, the deity can kill you now. "

"With you." Mo Wenchen's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed again, and he continued to sham.

Since Su Qiqi left, he has not used one point of internal force, let alone the use of force, he has to maintain his strength.

Because he understands that the silk itself is absolutely inseparable, it is better to wait here slowly, waiting for Su Qiqi to return.

"Nothing to say." Zi Wuya sneered, and that laughter was even more mad, and more public.

He just wanted to step Mo Wenchen under his feet, the legendary god-like man.

He wants to see who is stronger.

Because now, Mo Wenchen is in his hands.

The fact that cannot be changed can only prove that he is stronger and several times stronger than Mo Wenchen, and even made Mo Wenchen unable to fight back.

Mo Wenchen is too old for these competitive and competitive things. He has always been calm and considerate. He will consider everything very carefully and thoughtfully.

Therefore, he didn't care what Zi Wuya said.

In his whole life, he only cares about everything about Su Qiqi.

Seeing Mo Wenchen no longer cares about himself, Zi Wuya also feels boring. He didn't send someone to follow Su Qiqi, knowing that she would go to the funeral palace, and didn't care.

With his strength, it is indeed unnecessary to look at the funeral palace.

He can let go of his crazy dreams, just don't care about everything.

The three of them went out of the twelfth house and returned to the front yard. The three never spoke again, all thinking about their own thoughts.

The hall was quiet and the needle drop could be heard.

"Everything is here for you, we will go back to Dayan." Su Qiqi said, thinking carefully, indeed, many things are not very optimistic.

She was in a bad mood.

"Miss Su rest assured that the funeral palace will never let the girl down, even if she is desperate, she will also keep the twelfth house."

He was thinking about protecting the Zodiac, so that mankind could not be poisoned by the prefecture.

This is a responsibility that must be fulfilled as part of humankind.

There is no need for Su Qiqi to say anything.

However, at this moment, Su Qiqi feels that he has nothing to say, and what he says is all empty words.

"Let's take a trip to Dayan." Su Qiqi looked at Mengli again, with a calm tone, not an order or a request.

"Okay, let's go back soon. There are only two days left." Meng Li was also anxious. Now it seems that what a small dream parliament does not matter, what is important is what will happen on earth.

The birth of Mozun was not a joke.

At that time, I am afraid that the situation will change and the world will be turned upside down.

Su Qiqi nodded, and put his hand on Meng Li's hand, looking dignified.

The next second, a beam of light flashed, Su Qiqi and Mengli disappeared in front of Yuefuhua.

Only Yuyue spent a while watching the disappearing direction of the two. He only heard about the teleportation and never saw it with his own eyes. At this time, he was shocked to see it.

"It's all gone." Fang Yi just walked in at this time, her face was faint and expressionless.

"You all know." Yue Funeral didn't hide Fang Yi's meaning either, smiled, came forward, facing her.

"Well, I heard them all." Fang Yi also looked at the direction where Su Qiqi and Mengli disappeared: "Do you really decide to let the funeral palace guard the twelve palaces?"

"Yes, hold on to the twelfth house, and hold on to the earth." Yue Funa nodded hard. He was also a solid person, and the things he decided rarely changed.

This time it was an exception.

Originally wanting to raise soldiers to rebel, now he is dying, only guarding the twelve palaces.

"Do you think it's worth it?" Fang Yi did not change her face, but asked gently.

"Of course it's worth it, it's worth it to burn the elder brother." Yue Funeral said seriously: "Xiao Yi, you will support me."

Not doubt, yes.

"Of course ... yes." Fang Yi hesitated slightly, her brows lowered, covering all emotions.

The change of the incident was also beyond her expectations. I never expected that the meeting of Yue Funeral Flowers and Su Qiqi began from the burning, and there was no countermeasure for a while.

Can only follow the words of the funeral flowers.

"That's all right, don't mention it again." Yue Funhua's face had a strong smile, and she looked at Fang Yi affectionately: "Aren't we doing well now?"

One hand is about to slap Shang Yi's waist, a little fascinated.

At this time, Fang Yi lowered her head slightly, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, she was dressed in white, light and elegant, like a fairy, so that the moon funeral flowers could not extricate themselves.

Compared with Su Qiqi's beauty, Fang Yi is more real.

Therefore, the moon funeral flower is so trapped.

Don't care about the former.

Fang Yi stepped back subconsciously, a sneer flashed at the corner of her mouth, and did not move.

And Yueyue's hand held Fang Yi's waist, and with a little force, she carried her in her arms: "Xiao Yi, be the lady of the palace of the funeral palace, will you?"

The affectionate section looked towards Fang Yi's eyes.

Somewhat confused.

Fang Yi also had a deep affection on her face, her eyes lowered, her cheeks flushed, and her breath exhaled like blue: "I ... don't you dislike it?"

"Of course not. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful and the best." Yue funerally asked in a faint mood, Fang Yi today seems to have changed, not as indifferent as in previous days.

However, such changes are like the funeral.

In fact, when Fang Yi was married, Meng Li had not yet held the ceremony of ascending the throne, and he had also intended to rebel at that time.

Fang Yi rested her jaw on Yue Yuehua's shoulder and sighed softly.

While holding back, he rubbed the waist of Yuefuhua.

There was a piece of black rune paper in the hand, which was applied with a little force to the back of the moon funeral flower.

The affectionate Yue funeral flower frowned, and seemed to not know where she was. Then she let go of her hand, looked at Fang Yi, and looked puzzled.

"Stopping Su Qiqi, you can't let her be taken away." Fang Yi said coldly, her eyes were a little cold, and when she looked closely, she had no eyes and no anger.

"Yes." Yue Funhua nodded obediently, without any slight resistance.

"Also, recruit troops and rebels," Fang Yi continued.

"Yes." Yue Funhua continued to nod, her eyes were awkward, and her face was a little pale. The whole person stood there like a stake, and Fang Yi didn't speak, so he had nothing to do.

Not long after, Fang Yi and Yue Funeral Flowers went out of the front hall together, recruited several elders, held a parliament, and studied the issue of rebellion.

Although it was discussed, the fact was that the moon funeral announced to everyone, and he was about to rebel.

Several elders looked at some of the moon funeral flowers of Muna, and also felt a little bit embarrassed. They felt that today's palace master was a bit wrong, and they were so powerful that they did not put a few elders in their eyes.

There was a constant buzz in the hall, and there was a lot of discussion.

This rebellion is not a trivial matter. The palace master was so decisive that there was no room for negotiation.

Everyone certainly couldn't accept it.

Fang Yi just looked at the crowd coldly and did not speak.

"Let's go." Yue Funeral didn't look at the crowd either, but said coldly, "That's it."

Then he turned and left.

Fang Yi followed.

As soon as the two left, the crowd exploded and started talking loudly, all talking about what happened to the master of the palace, which suddenly changed, and also decided such a big thing.

"Isn't that a woman's problem." The elder's complexion was blue. He never thought that Yuefuhua wouldn't take himself so seriously.

"This woman belongs to Fangjiabao." One of the elders also shouted, "The demon girl."

"Yeah, it's all this woman's ghost." The second elder said coldly, "We need to find a way to get rid of this woman. This is the funeral palace, not Fangjiapu."

"That's it." The other elders echoed.

For a while everyone was trying to solve Fang Yi.

They feel that everything is the reason for this woman.

In fact, everyone wants to rebel, after all, everyone wants more power.

However, the change of the moon funeral flowers also made them unacceptable.

Su Qiqi and Meng Li also stood in Dayan Palace, watching Su Li and Sheng Ge.

"Seven or seven ..." Su Li also stunned: "Are you back?"

"Huh." Su Qiqi nodded, "Yes, I came back to tell you, Mo Wenchen is with me, you don't have to worry."

"Where?" Su Li also changed his face. "Why didn't you come back with you?"

"He ..." Su Qiqi hesitated: "Be with Zi Wuya."

"Zi Wuyao ..." Sheng Ge also blushed: "Where?"

"In dreamland." Su Qiqi looked at Mengli: "This is the king of dreamland."