Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Leng Yetong was thrown out by Jinlong's powerful dragon tail for the third time, struggling to stand up from the ground, gritting his teeth, and speaking resentfully. There are dark red marks everywhere on the big red riding suit, just like a rendered flower print.

"No way, my spiritual power can only cause small-scale abrasions to them, but Jinlong's recovery ability is very strong, I can't hurt them at all." The light suspended in the air, the action exited sharply, and landed on the ground. Rubbing his slightly aching head, he said weakly.

"Ordinary weapons can't help them at all. See, this sword is worth throwing away." Baili Liumo wiped off the dust on his body and threw the broken soft sword in his hand to the ground, leaving some wounds on his body, blood. Flow did not attract his attention, and his desire to win was burned thoroughly.

"There must be a way, otherwise how did the goddess leave." Guang Ding said firmly, his eyes locked on Jinlong for two days, as if looking for their flaws.

"I ..." Hitomi Leng just about to speak, the tear-like pain coming from her body made her shut up, grabbed the chest placket with her hands, bent down, and came up from her expression See, her pain has reached its extreme.

"Hitomi, what's wrong with you?" Baili Liumo said anxiously.

"Wang, are you okay?" Guang looked back and said worriedly.

"Ah !!!" Leng Yetong tried hard not to make her own voice, biting her lower lip firmly, the sweet smell spread in the mouth, and she uttered a painful sorrow, her body was pulled by invisible force Into the air, there seems to be a strong spiritual power in the body to break through the imprisonment. Her body emits a pale pink light, the light surrounds her, the light illuminates the entire sky, and the gray sky begins to change.

Guang and Baili Momo tried to get close to her, but were shocked by invisible forces. The feeling of restraint made them feel powerless, and they only looked worriedly suspended in the air, like the sun. Bright people.

The light burst, Leng Yetong's body fell down, there was a guqin suspended in front of her, the guqin was crystal-clear, the ancient totem seemed to record something, the guqin gave off a soft light, alleviating all discomfort.

"Fu Xiuqin !!!" The woman in the tomb of God gave a soft whistle, and she got up from the stone chair, her eyes were slightly frightened. Is that woman really coming back? No, this is impossible! !! !! Panicked up the spiritual power, transfigured the spiritual mirror, and when she input the spiritual power into the spiritual mirror, the powerful power in the spiritual mirror sent her to fly, and she fell heavily on the wall with a bang. When he landed on the ground, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"How, how !? She's dead! She's dead!" Regardless of her injuries, the woman murmured, her eyes were out of focus, her whole body was insane, and her voice was tinged with A little frightened, said to himself, "She's dead, she's dead! But who can summon Fuxiqin except her !? It's really she's back! No, I don't believe it!"

At the same time, the man in black in the dark room accidentally knocked over the oil lamp. Under the mask was a frightened face, Fu Xiqin, and Fu Xiqin again! Yunqi wanted to see the situation in Jiuli's fantasy, but Jiuli's fantasy at this time seemed to be blocked by an inexplicable force. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't detect any of the events inside. Dingdian news, but was injured by the power sent out in Jiu Li fantasy, blood was scattered on the stone table.