Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

Su Qiqi stared at Zi Wuya. At this moment, she really had the urge to kill him, but she didn't dare to act lightly.

Even Mengli stiffened when he heard the words of Zi Wuya, and there were no creatures within ten miles of it.

While looking at the moon funeral flower next to Zi Wuya, I understood a bit under my heart. It turned out that the statue of Mozun had turned out to be so toxic to deal with Su Qiqi and his party.

"Why do you follow me or do you all stay here?" Zi Wuya saw Su Qiqi glaring at himself, shrugging his shoulders indifferently, raising his eyebrows, and Fei's lips just moved slightly. .

The look of victory in hand.

He knew that for the people around him, Su Qiqi would also promise any conditions he had proposed.

This is the weakness of Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen.

Meng Li and Su Qiqi could not do anything at glance. At this time, no matter how high their skill is, no one dares to move unless they are sure to set purple to death in one move.

"What to do" Meng Li looked at Su Qiqi nervously: "Even if you can inform Mo Wenchen at this time, you can't change the situation, we have no choice."

"I understand." Su Qiqi stared at Zi Wuya, gnashing his teeth, and she did not expect that Zi Wuya would use this method of inferiority, once a generation of masters, Tianting Xianjun.

This life turned out to be so despicable.

"We don't have much time. Don't think too long." Zi Wuya said again, full of threats in his words.

The funeral flower reminded softly: "Kill Suli."

"Not in a hurry." Zi Wuya didn't move his eyes, just stared at Su Qiqi, and then responded to the month's funeral. As long as Su Qiqi was under control, he had such a bottle of poison in his hand and wanted to kill anyone It's your hand.

Yue Buhua didn't say anything. Looking at Su Qiqi, the bottom of his eyes was dim, and he had a deep intention to kill.

The killing intention was caused by the spell in his body. As long as he saw Su Qiqi, he would kill her desperately. This is the order of the demon in the spell.

At this time, Yuefuhua shook her fist and was ready to move.

He had no other thought, but wanted to kill Su Qiqi.

The more he looked at Su Qiqi, the stronger his intention to kill.

Suddenly, Yue Funeral took a step forward and pulled out the long sword on her waist to face Su Qiqi.

Let everyone a little bit unable to reflect, burned one step forward, used his body to block the sword of Su Qiqi, in addition to his powerful skills in building dreams, his boxing skills were still worse.

"Yue funeral flowers, what do you do?" Zi Wuya responded fast enough, already closely following her, and patted her hands on the back of Yueyue flowers, also with a killing intention.

However, the motion of Yue Funeral took a quicker shot, and the sword tip went straight to Su Qiqi.

Su Qiqi was also shocked. Seeing the sword stabbing, Meng Li blocked herself with her body. Her heart moved a bit and she was cold, and she also understood that the funeral flowers were controlled by the deities in this month.

The demon does not kill himself, he does not stop.

It seems that as long as there is a chance, they must also put the devil to death, otherwise they are really sorry for themselves.

Backhand pushed away the dream away, Su Qiqi was not afraid of a small moon burial flower, his hands gestured in the air, there was a faint light at his fingertips, and the moon soul on his chest was more cold. .

The moon burial flower that came up with a sword also stung. After seeing Su Qiqi ’s heart, he also knew very well that he was not an opponent at all. Without that bottle of poison, he would kill Su Qiqi with his skill, just joking. .

Unless Su Qiqi is stupid enough to let himself kill.

Otherwise, even if he lived for hundreds of years and thousands of years, he could not kill Su Qiqi himself.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes sharply, saw the dream away pushed aside, and attacked him again.

Because he also felt how strong the internal force of the palm shot by Zi Wuya was. If this palm was shot, his entire back would be broken.

He temporarily changed his target, and Zi Wuya shot over and frowned. It was neither a closing hand nor a closing hand, and he frowned fiercely.

Even Su Qiqi froze for a moment, at this time to save the dream, but it was too late.

Su Qiqi's brain is running at a rapid speed, thinking about how to save the dream from the moment of the moment.

Suddenly a figure flashed in my mind, and after a fierce battle, only Zi Wuya and Yuefuhua stood here, then it can only indicate that Fang Yi was dead.

Then, with the funeral of the moon, Huanyi cares

While thinking about it, he quickly took out the square handkerchief that Fang Yi had given to him from his arms, raised his hand, and gently called out: "Yue funeral flowers."

The white shadow flashed in front of me, and then I heard the call, the moon funeral flower action did not stop, but still looked at Su Qiqi, looking at the Fang Jinpa in her hand, the brain was blank for a moment, and the bottom of the eyes was more deeply attached.

The square handkerchief was given to Fang Yi by herself, but I did not expect it to be in Su Qiqi's hands.

The funeral flower stood there for a moment, without moving, just watching the handkerchief fluttering in the wind.

The dream came back, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers moved, he gestured a few gestures, and then looked at the moon funeral flower. Then, the corners of his lips were tight and his face was dark: "Sleep."

After the two words were spit out, the moon burial flower, which was standing still, closed her eyes gently.

But there was still a little sadness and perseverance in the eyes.

I took the palm that I wanted to take out, and looked at the moonburst flower that I couldn't afford, Zi Wuya grasped the medicine bottle tightly and stared at Meng Li: "So you still have this ability"

Some feared.

He had heard that the king of dreamland had a stunt that could make people across the country sleep.

I saw it today.

Meng Li smiled, and smiled lightly and lightly: "Compared with the Purple Fairy, the tricks of the worms are small witches and big witches."

One side quickly stood to the side of Su Qiqi to stand in a protective posture.

"Su Qiqi, are you planning to leave with me, or will everyone rest here together?" Zi Wuya didn't bother to dream away, but was very shocked in his heart. He looked at Su Qiqi and threatened.

Su Qiqi also looked at Mengli and frowned gently: "Why not let them sleep together?"

Shaking his head, Dream Li was also helpless: "The skill is not enough, and it is also reluctant to deal with moon funeral flowers."

He didn't practice, and only relied on practice to control Zi Wuya.

Su Qiqi felt quite helpless, and gritted his teeth. "You go into the city, and you will be notified soon. I will hold Zi Wuya first."

"No, you are too dangerous to face him alone." Meng Li said hesitantly.

"We have no choice but to stay, at most, to leave with me." Su Qiqi busy pushed the dream away, and his palms became more powerful.

Then he looked up at Zi Wuya: "I leave with you."

After that, Mengli has been pushed dozens of steps away by her, and her body is even closer to the gate, and the two defenders have stepped forward to question it.

"Okay." Zi Wuya didn't hesitate. He took Su Qiqi's hand and flew away.

Do not give Su Qiqi half a minute to reflect at all.

"Hey" Su Qiqi did not expect Zi Wuya to be so despicable. When people were in the air, he shouted, and wanted to shoot down Zi Wuya, but when he shot it, Zi Wuya passed the bottle of poison.

Su Qiqi took the palm of his hand, and if one was not in a hurry, the medicine bottle would be crushed. By then, everyone would have to die here.

One is that Su Qiqi does not want to die, and the other is that she also wants to involve the people around here to die.

Can only hate to close his hand, in the air, staring at Zi Wuya.

"I have nothing now, only you." Zi Wuya smiled: "But you are enough, if you want to come to what I want, Mo Wenchen will agree."

"Not necessarily." Su Qiqi stared at him coldly.

"I know how much he cares about you. This is his shortcoming, a fatal shortcoming." Zi Wuya didn't care what Su Qiqi said, it was just a walk in the body, and the two went quickly to the west.

He was too stubborn to ask questions, and then he repeatedly wanted to control Su Qiqi.

Of course, Su Qiqi's moon soul has always wanted to refuse to be his own, but unfortunately, this month soul recognizes the Lord, he can only leave Su Qiqi with him.

"How is Qiqi taken away by Zi Wuya?" Mo Wenchen stood up from his chair fiercely, staring at the dream magically, with a cannibalistic posture.

The news made the next few people unacceptable: "What the **** is going on, aren't you in the Palace of Dreams?"

This is Hua Chi's questioning. He cares more about Hua Chi.

"Where is Lei Yufeng?" Mo Wenchen's words were extremely cold, and everyone in the hall felt that his body was shaking.

"Go to Broken Soul Pavilion to borrow soldiers." Mengli looked at the intact Mo Wenchen and also regretted it very much. He didn't listen to Su Qiqi at the beginning, or he wouldn't.

Speak out what happened before and after.

Then sighed heavily: "It's all my fault."

After everyone listened, they didn't answer, and even Mo Wenchen frowned fiercely. He was thinking about Su Qiqi or what he had foreseen, while **** his hands into a fist, he slammed the case on the side, and the case was answered And fell apart.

And Mo Wenchen's hand dripped blood instantly.

He was annoyed, anxious, helpless, angry, his emotions were written on his face, making the whole person more vulgar.

The coldness of the fundus is as good as the essence.

No one spoke for a while, and they all stood there quietly, and they also wanted to know what Su Qiqi had foreseen.

Su Qiqi is not an unreasonable person. She makes sense in everything she does.

"This matter has nothing to do with you." For a long while, Mo Wenchen looked at Mengli: "Now we have to find a way to rescue Qiqi."

"Yeah" Fen just said this lightly. He hasn't moved because he believes that Mo Wenchen will not mess up because of this incident.

If placed on the body he burned, there would be no anger, because anger cannot solve the problem.

"If there is such a bottle of poison in Zi Wuji's hands, even if we have thousands of troops, it will not help." Hua Chi also stood up and said with hesitation.

"Indeed." Han Ziyue frowned. "This is a bit tricky, unless we have an antidote."

"The one who can dispense an antidote in this world is Mr. Qiqi Hezhan." Mo Wenchen accepted his emotions and worked hard to calm himself down. Only by being calm can he find a way to rescue Su Qiqi.

Things have happened, and getting angry cannot solve any problems.

And from the beginning to the end, it was arranged by Su Qiqi himself, which had little to do with Meng Li.

Even if he was angry at Mengli, it would not help.

Therefore, Mo Wenchen quickly calmed down and looked at Fen, their only hope now.

As long as there is an antidote, the poison in Zi Wuya's hand has no effect.

"I can try it." Nodding nodded: "However, I don't know what the nature of this medicine is. It seems that the moon funeral must be awakened." It was refreshing, looking at Mengli.

He was also curious about dream building.

"Okay." Mengli understood the meaning of burning and nodded.

Then everyone went out and quickly walked out of the gate.

The funeral flowers are still lying there, and the sleeping people are not awake.

Before burning it, try the pulse of Yue Funeral Flowers, and frowned slightly, he had a good relationship with Yue Funeral Flowers. Seeing him like this, he couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Burn can solve the spell on him," Sheng Ge asked, and he was helpless, and he could not do much.

"Not yet. If the spell is solved, he will forget a lot of things, for fear of not being able to ask for poison information." Shao shook his head.

Everyone nodded and understood what he meant.

Suli, who had not spoken, came forward, and looked deeply at the sleepy moon funeral flower: "The medicine was handed to him by Fang Yi, and he may not know it."

"You can try it." Fen frowned, and he was actually afraid of what Suli said.

Here, Meng Li waved his hand to unlock the dream-building technique. The moon funeral flower lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes. He looked around confusedly, but his eyes were fixed on Suli's body. One stood up and raised his sword. Just stabbed in the past, the killing intentions under the eyes came overwhelmingly.

Suli just stood there, smiling slightly, holding the Qingshuang sword in his hand without moving.

No matter how crazy the Moon Funeral Flower was, Suli didn't look at him.

The difference between them is not only the **** order, but the two realms. Zi Wuya will only do some fist work. If he wants to kill him, he raises his fingers.

Now burning still needs to put poison in the mouth of Yuefuhua, so he can't be killed yet.

"Funeral flowers." Fen gently called: "What are you doing?"

As indifferent as ever, the tone is gentle and gentle, making people feel like spring.

"Big Brother" Moon Funeral Flower is stagnant in the local area, holding a sword in his hand, it will fall at any time, turning his head to look at the burning: "Xiao Yi is dead, it is this person who killed him, I want to avenge Xiao Yi."

"Are you his opponent?" Fen just asked, very light, very casual. Shao Hua Ji: Xiaoyao abandoned the concubine:

"I" Yue Funeral Flower seemed to be awake, looked around, and then shook her head vigorously. These people are all he can't afford to mess with, just really fainted.

The main reason why he did this is because dreaming was done with dream-building, not hypnotism.

For a time Yueyuehua stood with a sword and stood there, neither entered nor retreated.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Yue Funa still didn't quite understand why she fell asleep.

"It's okay." Burning waved his hand: "The girl Qiqiqi was taken away by Zi Wuya."

"Zi Wuyao" Yue funeral flower remembered everything: "Yes, he snatched a bottle of poison in my hand, extremely poisonous, and died when he smelled it."

"What poison is so terrible," Fen asked again casually.