Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 481: Ming Lan Qi's End

The elders on the high platform also stared at the **** holding the heart-burning sword on the stage.

Bai Girl's power is really too strong. If it was Mo Zi who broke the enchantment now, they would never be so surprised.

But now it is Bai Girl, a Qingling disciple, not only smashing a fairy magic weapon in one stroke, but also the double-layer enchantment set by two Moling disciples. admire.

Bu Yangzi frowned at his beard with relief.

This girl seems to have studied some new moves, and she is really a wonderful person.

Rui's party and Yan Junxian also felt a little relief.

Under the stands, Mo Beichen is proud of his face.

He knew she would be fine.

Bai Ruyue and Murong were both proud.

She never seemed to disappoint them once.

The disciples of the Yellow Character Class and the disciples of Qing Dingfeng are full of enthusiasm. The original worship has now been completely sublimated into an admiration.

Shi Ji frowned and looked at the **** on the stage in amazement.

She had expected this girl to win, but she didn't expect her to be so powerful.

Zuo Yuqing was also frowning, a shadow of a crisis flashed over the bottom of the vulgar eyes, and his two magic weapons were given to him when his hands were not touched by himself.

With these two things next to him, he can win.

"you……"

Looking at the broken soul-sucking lamp, Ming Lan's seven chests seemed to be smashed with a hammer, took a step backward, and then spit out blood.

The **** glanced coolly at Ming Lan Qi, and smiled evilly, "It seems that the weapon we ourselves made is easy to use."

The **** deliberately flaunted and raised the heart-burning sword in front of Ming Lan Qi and shook it.

"puff……"

Ming Lan Qiqi attacked his heart quickly, and an old blood spewed out instantly.

There was a sneer in the corner of Beaver's lips, and he lifted his small chin evilly. "What else can we do, let's make it out today."

Today she let her lose the clout, so as to prevent her from trying to trouble her all day long.

Ming Lan Qiyan swallowed the sweetness in his mouth, and snorted coldly, "Since you want to die, I will complete you."

Ming Lan Qi said, raising his hands.

The slender jade hand waved like a dance.

Suddenly, everyone seemed to hear the crisp bell.

The **** frowned, looking coldly at the pair of delicate silver bracelets on the hands of Ming Lan Qi.

Under Minglan's non-stop waving, the silver bracelet actually emitted a purple smoke, slowly drifting towards the beaver.

Looking at the faint purple smoke, the beaver's lips evoked an ironic sneer.

The stupid woman used this little trick in front of her fox, who is most adept at art.

I thought she had nothing better than left, but she was just dying.

Ming Lan shook for a long time, and the purple smoke became more and more intense, but the **** was also very sober, without being confused at all.

How could it be unresponsive?

Impossible, her charm bracelet has never failed.

Ming Lan Qi gritted her teeth and continued to shake her charming heart bracelet with inspiration.

I glanced coldly at Ming Lanqi and Baijue, who said, "Is the performance over? It's my turn to perform now."

The **** said, as soon as his heart moved, countless golden needles were scattered to Minglan Qi like a heavy rain.

Ming Lan was shocked in seventy, and immediately flashed to try to avoid, but it was too late.

Countless gold needles pierced into Ming Lan Qi's body, Ming Lan Qi screamed instantly.

Under the consciousness of the beaver, the sharp gold needles walked in the seven meridians and eight veins of Ming Lan Qi, and pained Ming Lan Qi rolling on the ground.

Ming Lan chilled coldly, twisted his face and glared at the beaver.

"White beaver, kill me if you have the ability, and see if you can be the first wind god?"

The white raccoon's eyes lightened cold, **** waved, and the gold needle instantly turned up.

"what……"

That non-human sharp sting made Ming Lan Qi scream again.

The **** squinted and looked at Ming Lan Qi coldly.

"Today, I don't think you will be killed in Uncle Yuan's face, but you have a bad mind and don't miss fellowship at all, and I cannot spare you."

The white raccoon said that his hand was lifted, and the gold needle instantly broke through the meridians of Ming Lan Qi and flew out together.

"what……"

Ming Lan Qi couldn't hold it anymore and shouted.

At the same time, countless mysterious powers from the top of Ming Lan's seven heads erupted like springs.

There are cowardly disciples underneath, who can't bear to keep their eyes open, but no one feels that the beaver's handling is problematic.

None of the elders on the platform came out to stop it.

Even Elder Yuan only looked sadly.

Che Shengjie in the woods in the distance smiled bitterly.

Obviously, she has lost her heart, why do you still feel sad to see her like this.

The road was chosen by her and she also walked by himself. He could not change her mind, nor could she change her ending.

Che Shengjie never looked at Ming Lan Qiyi again, turned slowly, and went back to Zixiafeng to retreat.

Soon, the purple mysterious power of Ming Lan Qi's head gradually became blue and cyan ...

Finally, after Ming Lan Qi became a green spirit, the erupting mysterious power slowly converged.

"Bang" for a moment, Ming Lan Qi lying on the ground weakly.

The **** looked blankly at Ming Lanqi with a look of expressionless expression. "You should be glad that this is Fengshen Academy. Today I will dispose of your seven skills and leave the rest to the Master and Uncles."

If it weren't for the college, she wouldn't have spared her so easily.

Elder Yuan glanced coldly at Ming Lanqi on the stage, and raised his voice, "White **** advances."

Ming Lan Qi was pale, sweaty, and resentful eyes full of hate. Slender fingers slowly tightened, and then tightened, as if he could not crush the beaver.

Bailier, a mean woman, she won't let her go if she dies.

The **** did not look at Ming Lan Qiyi, turned around and flew off the stage.

Soon, two sisters came to power and helped Minglan Qiqi.

Before Ming Lanqi left, she stared at the **** like that, as if to swallow her alive.

The **** did not mind at all, but also deliberately stimulated Ming Lan Qi Qi, lazily leaning into Mo Beichen's arms.

Sure enough, Ming Lan Qi's eyes had more hatred and his face became crazy.

Beaver doesn't take Ming Lanqi's hate in the eyes at all, and today she doesn't say that she has become a green spirit. Even if she cultivates back to purple spirit later, she will not be afraid of her.

Ming Lan Qi was quickly taken away by two sisters.

Here, Liyang Bingwei looked at the back of Minglan Qiyuan as if she had seen herself before.

She stayed in Zixiao for three years, always wanted to marry Murong Yun, and wanted to be the queen of Zixiao, and she hated Baitan children because of it.

When she was silly, she hated her. Although Baitaner was stupid, Grandpa Bai, Princess Su, and even Emperor Zixiao hurt her like a jewel, even Murong Yue, even if she did not want to marry her, never expected to terminate the marriage contract.

Such a fool, but lived more delicate than a princess, so she has been encouraging Murong Lingshan to deal with her.

Now she is not stupid. Not only is her appearance peerless, but also her temperament is not to mention, even the cultivation is far beyond her.

She was jealous of her, laughed at her, and even sent someone to assassinate her, but now think about how stupid she is.

Such a person, even if she is no matter what, can't kill her, and there is such a powerful man protecting him.

Besides, even if Beaver is dead, Murong Yu may not marry her, everything is her delusion.

Seeing Ming Lanqi's end, Liyang Bingwei seemed to figure it out, and suddenly she was relieved.

"Murong Xuefei, Zuo Yuqing, come to the stage to test."

After sending someone to clean up the stage, Elder Yuan chanted.

Hearing Murong Xuefei's coming to power, everyone surrounded her instantly.

"Seven princesses come on!"

Bai Ruyue looked at Murong Xuefei, anxiety flashed under her eyes.

That Zuo Yuqing is already Mo Ling. Although the Seven Princesses are not weak, they are still worse. I just hope she won't be hurt for a while.

Murong Xu raised his right hand and patted Murong Xuefei on the shoulder.

Murong Xuefei raised her corner of her lips and glanced at Murong.

Brother Huang would say that she was so desperate with others.

The **** nodded, "Yes, I will deal with him, you must not desperately."

"Ok."

Murong Xuefei felt warm and nodded with a smile.

She weighs a few pounds or two, and she naturally knows that she will never go desperate.

"Be careful."

Leng Yihan looked anxiously at Murong Xuefei.

"Relax, I'll be fine."

Murong Xuefei blinked playfully at Leng Yihan and flew onto the stage.

Here, Zuo Yuqing also went to the arena, and arched his hands at Murong Xuefei with an expressionless expression. "Sister Murong, please advise."

Murong Xuefei also followed Zuo Yuqing's arch.

The two soon hit each other.

Zuo Yuqing held the Moon Sword in his hand, and the black mysterious spirit flew in a vertical direction.

Xiu Wei was a bit worse in the end, Murong Xuefei coped very hard.

Dozens of tricks in the past, Murong Xuefei increasingly lost.

With a bang, Murong Xuefei waved Zuo Yuqing's sword and flew into midair.

As soon as I thought about it, an ice-snow-transparent Guqin appeared in Murong Xuefei's hand.

Seeing the guqin that was transparent throughout his body, Elder Yi widened his eyes instantly.

Huang Wuqin is one of the top ten artifacts of ancient times.

When Bu Yangzi saw Huang Wuqin, he looked at Leng Yihan in shock.

This kid even gave Huang Wuqin all to her, it seems not to play.

Mo Beichen also squinted in surprise.

I didn't expect to see Huang Wuqin here.

Mo Beichen subconsciously looked at Leng Yihan.

This piano should belong to him, Yun Jing cannot have such an artifact.

Shijiu naturally also recognized Huang Wuqin, and his deep eyes instantly burst into enthusiasm.

I didn't expect this girl to have Huang Wuqin, it seems that she is really hidden.

Although Zuo Yuqing didn't know the Huang Wuqin, he also knew that it was an artifact, so he was careful now.

Murong Xuefei looked at Zuo Yuqing under her eyes and fluctuated the strings gently.

In an instant, the elegant light of the piano came out from the air.

Zuo Yuqing frowned, and immediately lifted his sword into the air.

When Murong Xuefei's eyes were cold, the jade hand was lifted, and the blue wind power was like a sea wave.

Zuo Yuqing was shocked and immediately turned around to avoid.

"Bang bang ..."

The cyan spirit hit the stage, and the stage “banged” and collapsed instantly.