Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Others may not know the meaning of this golden light, but Bei Xuan was selected as a personal protective guard on the same stage. During this period, he was familiar with all aspects of knowledge. During this period, he had read through the ancient books. Have such information.

Only the descendants of the ancient dragons will have such blood.

When the anger is also ruined by the wallpaper, the body will explode powerful power.

And this power is just like that golden light! !

Just as Bei Xuan thought about it, there was a burst of cold sound in the house, "Go to the water -"

Bei Xuan stopped thinking about it, and when he was in the dust of the emperor, he went to fight the water from the side.

This water is still cold.

The emperor was free to wear a black robe, and he reached out, and the palm of his hand overflowed with powerful spiritual power.

Spirituality enveloped the entire barrel, but after a while, the whole bucket of water was warmed up.

In one of his hands, he still holds the Fengchu song tightly.

The imperial dust can even detect the breathing of the Fengchu song gradually weakening.

When the water temperature rises, he takes back his hand and puts it behind the Fengchu song. He continuously inputs spiritual power into the Fengchu song.

At this moment, the spiritual power is still golden!

"Taro... I won't let you have anything!" He was already dark and dark with a dark golden voice, watching the chuchu song, full of heartache.

Through the golden spirit, I went to the body of Fengchu song little by little, but when the spiritual power penetrated into her meridians, it was actually blocked by another force.

The emperor's dusty look flashed slightly.

This force...

He smacked the scorpion and explored the meridians of the Fengchu song.

When the thing was discovered, the look sank again.

It is a dark evil. Its existence may not be harmful to Fengchu song in a short time, but once it is longer, it will slowly engulf her spiritual power.

And this evil, the average person, will not be released at all!

He looked at the pale face of Feng Chuge, and twitched his lips, but he smiled helplessly.

"You see, you are so strong in the days, and the results have long been concealed."

Feng Chuge tightly closed his throat, and his knowledge was slightly scattered.

She was faint, only to feel that there was a blazing flame that kept her whole person completely and repeatedly burning.

But this feeling, but not at all.

Her nose has a familiar taste.

This taste is actually smelling her very reassuring.

Unconsciously, she moved a few times to the source of the taste.

Only close to him will feel a little more comfortable.

The emperor sighed long and sighed, and then looked at the water in the eye bucket and the clothes dyed by the sweat and blood stains on the Fengchu song.

His slender fingers stretched out to the front of Feng Chuge and untied her for a robe -

Xu is feeling something, Feng Chu song snoring.

Seeing that she was so badly injured is still so vigilant, the emperor dusts his lips and evokes a bitter smile. "I won't take you cheap..."

Hands carefully picked her up, like holding a rare treasure, put her in the bucket.

Subsequently, the emperor's dust station set his body, his fingertips revealed a sharp spirit, and put his own arm.

With pale blond blood, slowly flowing down, dripping into the bucket, only a moment of effort, the water in the bucket, completely changed color.