Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

? Zi Wuya was very dissatisfied with Su Li's sudden illness. He felt that Su Li was too ill, which delayed his major events, and he urgently needed to restore mana.

It was just that he couldn't say much, but was silent.

He even understood that Chu Fan had already considered it clearly and stood on the side of Su Qiqi. He now wanted to act alone, for fear that even the entire Broken Soul Pavilion would come towards himself.

So he can only endure.

See it for a moment.

In thought, he saw Mo Wenchen walked into his yard, Zi Wuya frowned fiercely, he knew that Mo Wenchen would not come to find himself if he had nothing to do.

Well, they must have decided what.

Find yourself, it should be negotiation.

After thinking about it, Zi Wuya still regained his indifference. To Mo Wenchen, he should be indifferent.

Unless he faces Su Qiqi, he will show different emotions.

"Purple immortal." Mo Wenchen didn't want to dismantle Zi Wuya, now that he wanted to disguise, everyone would accompany him to disguise.

Anti-self does not care.

"Mo Wenchen, are you here to do something? How does Suli's affairs deal with Qiqi girl can not urge mana, now you can only see if there is Langzhong in this Broken Soul Pavilion." Zi Wuya ignored the coldness of Mo Wenchen Intended to ignore identity issues.

Instead, he asked a question about Suli.

"Suli's problem can only be dealt with in a few days." Mo Wenchen also covered the emotions in his eyes, and he knew that they couldn't live without Zi Wuya.

Only with him can he take good care of Hua Chi.

Indeed, along the way, he also heard that Hua Chi controlled the wolves and snakes.

Without Hua Chi, it would be harder for them to get back to life.

"What" Zi Wuya almost beat him impulsively, but he put up with it and looked at Mo Wenchen: "This is the decision of the Qiqi girl."

Mo Wenchen knew that Zi Wuya was angry, and he was more anxious than anyone, anxious to get back to life to restore his mana, and then continue to be a curse on earth.

"Yes." Mo Wenchen nodded, a sutra: "He is the brother of Qiqi."

This remark was even more helpless.

It seems that he can't do anything.

It makes Zi Wuji's face even more ugly, but he can't bear to get angry: "We should understand the girl, support her decision, and first cure Suli, which is too sudden."

"Yeah, and it's a heart disease, and it's not easy to heal." Mo Wenchen once felt that it was so funny to tease a person.

Of course, this person is still his own opponent.

What's even more rare is that Zi Wuya can only get angry in his own heart and cannot show it.

Mo Wenchen continued, he must be angry with internal injuries.

Not too far from internal injuries.

"Is there any way for Qiqi?" Zi Wuya asked tentatively, his eyes were full of expectation, and he even stared at Mo Wenchen, not letting his expression change.

Su Qiqi also has the name of a divine doctor. Generally, no one can refute what she concluded.

"There is no good way for Qiqi, but only for a few days." Mo Wenchen is still the same sentence, but he is not in a hurry now, because Chu Fan is going to arrange everything.

He also has a rare leisure.

"How long" Zi Wuya is about to burst out, and his patience is also limited.

If he waits for the child in Su Qiqi's lower abdomen, and then urges Mana to heal Suli, he doesn't need to wait for himself.

Just go and pick up the dead grass.

No matter what comes before, he has to go.

Really waiting for God to be born, all his plans will end without problems.

He didn't want to live again, but he still had nothing.

He obviously had the same ability as the deities and deities, but he was subject to them, which made him very upset.

In this life, he must unify the three realms before the deities and deities are born, and they can only be their own subjects, not kings.

"This is hard to say." Mo Wenchen was still walking around the corner, just not talking.

He knew that Zi Wuya really wouldn't care about these, because Zi Wuya would never care about anyone else except Su Qiqi.

Now Zi Wuya has not asked Su Qiqi, but has been asking Su Li.

This is abnormal.

The hands in the sleeves of Zi Wuya clenched tightly, and he became a fist, and his muscles rose up.

He suddenly felt that Mo Wenchen and Chu Fan were playing together.

The person who is most anxious to get back to the dead grass here is He Ziwuya. For this death to come back to life, he will not hesitate to go down and make all the grievances. He has been beside Su Qiqi.

Also almost killed the wolves, snake array.

He must not return empty-handed.

Thinking of this, Zi Wuya lost his body: "Do you have any plans to stay here forever?"

Taking a look at Zi Wuya, Mo Wenchen casually sat in the opposite chair, looking pale: "I let Shengge stay."

"What do you mean?" Zi Wuya was a little embarrassed. He was so angry that he was about to break out soon.

"Let Shengge stay and take care of Suli, and we continue to break through the Soul Pavilion." Mo Wenchen looked like he had just said that those who were so angry that they were so angry were not him at all.

He looked at Zi Wuya a little bit puzzled, and continued, "Don't you want to go through the barriers together? It's a bit more dangerous in the front, but since it's here, it doesn't seem worth it."

"How can I disagree, as long as the girl goes, I will go, I want to protect the girl comprehensively." Zi Wuya expressed his position, speaking very quickly, for fear that Mo Wenchen would change his mind.

"I knew that the Zixian people wouldn't care about Qi and Qi." Mo Wenchen patted the table and looked a little excited. "However, once I'm here, I will protect Qi and Qi."

"That" Zi Wuya squinted his eyes. He knew that Mo Wenchen must be playing with himself.

Otherwise, these words are not finished in one breath, but they are divided.

With his fists and tight fists, Zi Wuya was already staring at Mo Wenchen, waiting for his next move.

Mo Wenchen was sitting there calmly, drinking tea with peace of mind, or pouring tea by himself, drinking it, and not treating himself as an outsider at all.

At this moment, Zi Wuya feels that no one is short of morality when it comes to lack of morality.

At that point, Su Qiqi met Mo Wenchen, and he didn't take any notice at all.

"We still have to face a lot of beasts this time. These beasts are even more terrible and harder to deal with than we have encountered before." Mo Wenchen finally spoke slowly, looking straight at Zi Wuya.

Watching his expression change.

"Do you say this, is there a better way, or Chu Fan will have a way, how he is also the owner of the Broken Soul Pavilion."

The poison on their hands was used up.

And if it's like a beast, poison won't do anything at all.

With a certain beast of a certain order, God will not be easily fooled.

"No." Mo Wenchen shook his head, shaking his head very seriously.

He is so angry that he will never stop.

He just likes Zi Wuya, whether it was before or now.

Because they are all working on Su Qiqi's idea, they can't get rid of him by right or wrong.

So I can only be angry with myself.

Zi Wuya inhales deeply, exhales again, inhales again, exhales again.

Just standing across the table like that, looking straight at Mo Wenchen, waiting for his afterword, this time he was very clever and did not answer. When it comes to this, he is as clever as he knows that Mo Wenchen has something to do. Seek your own head.

It's finally his turn to rectify him

While secretly thinking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Wenchen.

Waiting for his afterword.

Don't want Mo Wenchen to lower his eyebrows, and sip the tea from the mouthful: "The tea in the Broken Soul Pavilion is not ordinary. You can pay for it, Zixian people."

"I" Zi Wuya suddenly found that he did not have Mo Xunchen's Tao Xingshen, and he could do it.

I can't do anything about it.

Mo Wenchen said that he had raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Zi Wuji, and pushed it in front of him.

However, he was standing. At this moment, he looked down at the cup of tea, and there would be no problem with that cup of tea, because it was made by himself. Before he enjoyed it, Mo Wenchen wasted it.

This tea is indeed very precious. Even in the palace of the dream country, you can't drink such fine tea.

Lifting the tea cup, Zi Wuji raised his head and drank a cup at a fast speed, then threw the white porcelain tea cup on the table.

Mo Wenchen got up quickly to pick up the tea cup, just in the palm of his hand, played a circle, and dropped on the table, intact.

"If you want to use the magic power of Zixian people, there should be no problem with those gods and beasts." Mo Wenchen slowly poured tea for himself and Zi Wuya again, both half cups, and then politely handed it to Zi Wuya. .

At this point Zidi Ya had sat down, and he felt that he was in a room with Mo Wenchen again, and he would go crazy.

"You look down on this fairy." Zi Wuya snorted coldly: "It's okay to meet one, and you can only die if you have more."

"It seems that only Hua Chi is here to deal with these beasts." Mo Wenchen finally entered the theme. He laughed and laughed in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

Also almost burst out internal injuries.

"Hua Chi" Zi Heya hesitated: "His dementia can control those beasts."

"Yes." Mo Wenchen finally nodded vigorously: "But he doesn't have martial arts, and taking him with him will be too dangerous. I am protecting a seven or seven person. I'm afraid I can't protect him, so I was thinking, If the Zixian people can deal with those beasts, we will not let Hua Chi take risks with us. "

Said sounding reasons.

"Let's take him along. I will protect him along the way. You can rest assured that I and Suli have no resentment in the past and have no revenge in the past. They will certainly not hurt him." Zi Wuya busy raised his hands and promised.

He would rather protect Suli from getting back to life.

"Really?" Mo Wenchen looked unbelievable.

"Really." Zi Wuya once again assured: "In fact, I can't guarantee things, but I must do what I say, and I can definitely do it. If Hua Chi has a three strengths and two weaknesses, I'll lose my life."

It was too solemn, so Mo Wenchen was embarrassed to tease him again, and nodded hard.