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

Last night, she manipulated the spell and it was a little hard, but at the moment, it was much easier than last night!

Feng Chuge never noticed that the bracelet in her hand was faintly white...

At this moment, on the spell paper, a huge momentum was projected, and it was surrounded by Yan Qing.

Yan Qing only felt a sense of oppression, she tried to move forward, but it seemed to be dragged by something, making her difficult.

She roared with a scorpion, a pair of black scorpions, at this moment it seems to have a burning fire, just screaming at the Fengchu song, whispering in the mouth, "I want to take you to die together..."

Feng Chuge continues to manipulate the spell.

She is not a real curse. She can only use the spell to do simple things, but at the moment, while she controls the spell, she feels that a strange airflow emerges within the meridian.

At the same time, the flame above the spell slowly faded red, faintly, with a pale yellow flame...

The primary spell's flare is yellow, the intermediate spell is purple, and the high-level spell is blue! !

The pale yellow light surrounds Yan Qing.

That pressure is getting stronger and stronger -

Perceived that pressure on the pressure, Yan Qing's eyes flashed a horror, she no longer cares about the other, just gas Shen Dan, almost all the spiritual power.

At that moment, her body surrounded by white air.

The eyes are scornful, and all her explosive atmosphere gathers in the palm of her hand. Raise your hand and attempt to shoot down the spell paper.

However, under the impact, the spell paper was completely unaffected by the half! The yellow light on the top is also more dazzling.

The sense of oppression... is getting stronger...

Yan Qing, finally a little panicked.

The horror of her bottom is getting deeper and deeper -

This is the moment, Feng Chu song suddenly opened his eyes.

She raised her body and revealed a strong airflow through her body, and she ran straight toward Yan Qing! !

"Hey!!" The violent crash started -

In the same place, huge white smoke was scattered, and at the same time, a painful scream shouted out and it was everywhere.

Self-explosive, this is a very dangerous thing.

A little carelessness will cause the body's spiritual power to burst out.

At the moment, under the impact of Fengchu's spiritual power, the spiritual power in Yan Qing's body is fully reflowed.

When the smoke was exhausted, I saw that Yan Qing was flushed to the ground.

She only felt that there was a group of fires burning in the body, and the whole person was about to explode...

Above the leaves, Yan Qing was rolling around, the hair was scattered, and it was stained with the yellow leaves on the ground. The purple dress was covered with dust.

At the moment, where is the temperament of the prime day?

There is nothing but an endless wolverine.

Not far away, Feng Chu songs are cold and stunned by Yan Qing, and there is no wave in the eyes, it seems like watching a dead person -

There is a saying that is good...

no Zuo no Die……

She once again glanced at the people on the ground, turned and went, cold and sly, without a trace of expression.

At the moment she turned around, behind her, there was a scream, and immediately, it was the sound of an explosion...

"boom--"

Feng Chu song footsteps slightly stagnation.

She knows... Yan Qing is exploding and died...

The red lips are cold, she doesn't stop any longer, and goes to the blue and green bamboo...

The wind rises and the leaves fly.

The **** smell of Manlin.

In this woods, destined, will not be calm.