Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

Looking at Chu Fan's disappearing back, Zi Wuya sighed and retracted the sword of mercy, but frowned tightly in one place.

He understands that it is inevitable to use Su Qiqi, but now that Chu Fan looks like it, he can't afford to ask questions.

He didn't understand that, except for Qi Qiqi's national appearance, there seemed to be nothing worthy of men in the world, at least he would not be dazzled by her beauty.

In front of Su Qiqi, he can always remain calm.

Chu Fan did not return to his room, but went outside the room in front of Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen.

Instead of flying forward, he stood in the distance and looked deeply.

The similarity between Su Qiqi and Xiao Xiaoxiao is amazing, they are exactly the same.

However, the personality of the mother and daughter is bipolar, one is extremely gentle and obedient, and the other is motivated.

Xiao Xiaoxiao was too passionate before he was captured by the Cheng family brothers.

However, her daughter recaptured Yuezhang Palace and destroyed the Cheng family brothers.

He knew that Su Qiqi was by no means a good kind, and he could not easily get into it.

However, he just wanted to get closer to Su Qiqi, even more excited than when he met Xiao Xiaoxiao.

This heartbeat made him want to let go.

"When we were scattered to arrange, it shows that Chu Fan was prepared for us." Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen did not sleep. Both of them were serious and couldn't sleep at all.

Still talking softly.

Lie on your back, against your forehead.

It was intimate.

"This Broken Soul Pavilion may continue to break through." Mo Wenchen was put under Su Qiqi's neck under one hand, and one hand rested lightly on her shoulder.

"Well, Chu Fan is unwilling to help us." Su Qiqi raised his eyes: "But it doesn't matter, we do it ourselves."

"He didn't know what to arrange at the moment. He wanted to come to the next soul-breaking pavilion. It was the hardest thing to do." Mo Wenchen was not worried, but just said casually.

They dare not come, they are not afraid.

And Mo Wenchen has always been fearless.

"Can the Seven Star Cheats continue to advance?" Su Qiqi asked with some worry. If Mo Wenchen was alone to face Zi Wuya, she was not very worried, but at this time there was another Chu Fan, let She had to worry.

Now only Zi Wuya, Suli and Sheng Ge can play their part.

Suli had a blue frost sword in his hand, and it was not as cunning as before, it was really hard.

Sheng Ge also guarded himself and Mo Wenchen, but after all, Sheng Ge's mana repair was a bit worse.

To any one of Shang Chufan or Zi Wuya, is not an opponent, the ability is too far away.

"Yes." Mo Wenchen nodded, he also knew that with his own current power, it was difficult to protect the last purple boundlessness.

Now one more Chu Fan is even harder to discern.

He understands that these people are by no means treating themselves as friends, they will only consider the feelings of Su Qiqi.

And they are also simple to Su Qiqi, the enemy and friends have only one thought.

The last time he lost to Zi Wuya, he didn't get upset that he wasn't as good as others. He just hated that he couldn't protect Su Qiqi.

So these days, he continues to practice Seven Star Cheats.

It's just that it's extremely slow.

Fourteenth order is a bottleneck.

It's hard for everyone to break through.

Zi Wuya, if it is not for the mana cultivation of the two people, can only stay at the fourteenth stage.

Even Chu Fan has only fourteenth-order cultivation.

Divine advancement does not happen overnight. Some people can only advance to the advanced level after practicing for hundreds of years.

Some help is needed.

Mo Wenchen didn't help, and didn't take any medicines. It is impossible to advance in a short time.

"However, the progression of the **** step cannot be rushed." Mo Wenchen sighed again: "We can only think of other ways."

"I will find a way to advance you." Su Qiqi understands that as long as Mo Wenchen advances to another level, Zi Wuya will not be his opponent.

It's not that Xuanyuan Sword is worse than Mercy Sword, but the sword holder has less mana than the opponent.

Only then can the power of the sword not be exerted.

As long as Mo Wenchen is advanced, and Xuanyuan Sword is in hand, even Mozun must consider it before he dares to repel it.

The birth of Mozun has only fourteen levels of gods.

Mo Wenchen shook his head: "July 7th, I will find a way to solve this matter. As long as you raise your baby with peace of mind, it would have been my incompetence to let you go with me."

"Ask Chen, don't allow you to say that. I'm willing to accompany you around. Without you, I wouldn't feel at ease even if it was peaceful." Su Qiqi was anxious.

She was afraid that Mo Wenchen had such an idea.

The children are both of them, and the responsibilities are also two of them.

She would never let Mo Wenchen do all this alone.

Mo Wenchen's hand resting on Su Qiqi's shoulders took her into her arms. She pressed her jaw against the top of her head and sniffed her hair. He never wanted to let go.

Even if it is in front of the sword.

Even if it is difficult and dangerous.

His love for Su Qiqi will never be halved by this.

"Yan Sheng Shui, I won't drink it." For a long while, Mo Wenchen only opened the distance between the two, looking directly at Su Qiqi.

He knew Su Qiqi, and she knew that the only hot water in her hands allowed her to advance quickly, and she could live forever and never die.

"" Su Qiqi looked up at Mo Wenchen, but he never realized that he knew his mind so quickly. In a short time, she really couldn't get Mo Wenchen to advance.

However, if Mo Wenchen drank Yansheng water, it would be different.

Yansheng water may at least shorten Mo Wenchen's advanced time by several decades.

They have everything now, but they don't have enough time.

Enemies are pressing hard, leaving them no choice.

"There is a resurrection grass in the Broken Soul Pavilion. The efficacy may not be comparable to that of Yan Sheng Shui, but it can improve the advanced level for a few years. We will not leave the Broken Soul Pavilion these days. It is better to find this herb." Think of anything in general, and said thoughtfully.

In fact, eating from the dead grass has a great negative effect.

The grass grows in a very cold place, and ordinary people can't bear the cold atmosphere at all, and will immediately die.

Instead, it will be swallowed back to life to become fertilizer.

Some have even become breeding grounds for growing grass.

Although Qisi Huisheng grass grows in the extremely cold place, it doesn't like the cold. The human body is most like Qisihui grass.

This kind of thing, the person who cultivates immortality dare not touch it easily, unless there is enough ability to control it.

And it's not easy to get back to life.

Su Qiqi once heard of this rebirth grass, and suddenly understood: "Zi Wuya wants this grass."

Although he hurt Mozun, he repaired it by himself. If he wanted to resume the repair in the shortest time, he could only rely on his life.

Although this grass is called resurrection, in fact, a person is dead and cannot be resurrected at all.

After people die, it is at most a fertilizer for this grass.

The best nourishment.

"Should be true." Mo Wenchen was just guessing. For Zi Wuya, they didn't know much about it, they didn't cut into it, and there was nowhere to investigate.

Not even heaven knows much, let alone Mo Wenchen Su Qiqi.

"We must stop him." Su Qiqi said, "Before we can not control him, we must not let his mana recover again, then it will only add more trouble to ourselves."

Zi Wuya is now true, false, and true, it doesn't matter.

Because after he hurt his vitality, he was not Mo Wenchen's opponent at all, and he did not dare to be too repellent.

Otherwise, I will not obediently go to Dream King City with myself.

It was just that once he was fed back to life, I was afraid that everything would not be as calm as it is now.

With purple boundless ambitions, he will soon begin to operate on the whole world.

And she and Mo Wenchen were afraid they could not stop it.

She didn't want to let this happen.

"Look at how he and Chu Fan said." Mo Wenchen also knew that it was necessary to stop Zi Wuya, but sometimes there was a lack of energy and strength.

This is the Broken Soul Pavilion. If Chu Fan is willing to hand over the dead grass to Zi Wuya's hands, they have no way to do it.

"Chu Fan" Su Qiqi squinted his eyes and repeated the words gently: "This person is more difficult to control."

At that time, they had dealt with each other, and Su Qiqi knew too much. ~~

For a time, two people were both in a serious state of mind, and had no intention to talk anymore.

At this point, it was difficult to control again.

"Or we can try it and talk to Chu Fan." Mo Wenchen suggested, there is no other way.

"That can only be the case." Su Qiqi nodded: "Tomorrow is dawn, I will go to him."

Su Qiqi understands that Chu Fan cares about himself.

In fact, this should not be the case, but there is no better way to solve this.

"I'll go." Mo Wenchen said firmly, he must not let his own woman face these things.