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

The protective cover shook violently, and the light blue light became more dim in a moment. The Wraith roared and fell again, and some tiny cracks had appeared in the shield. Luo Ling bit her lower lip, dripping a drop of sweat on her head, and the blue spirit in her hand kept pouring into the protective cover, her eyes narrowed, and her gaze stared fiercely at the resentment.

"Oh my god, it's really embarrassing. I didn't say it. Don't underestimate these grievances. They have undergone a fundamental change." Leng Yan stood in the distance, his body floated in the air, his arms folded and looked at The following good show, said with a smile, "I have reminded you that you do n’t pay attention to it, and now you are so embarrassed. Hey, I can see your wolverines in my lifetime. Something to celebrate with pleasure. "

"The ability to talk about the wind has risen a lot." Luo Yan snorted coldly, glaring at him with a cold voice intimidating, "The main hall now gives you two choices, first, to help the main hall; second, to die. "

"It's this choice again, I said, Your Highness, can you give me another choice?" Leng Yan rubbed his head, making it difficult, the flashing light in his eyes betrayed him. Turning his eyes and pretending to think, he said, "If your Highness does it yourself, then I will help you to see the Virgin?"

"Boom !!!" Wraith fell with one palm again, and the cracks on the protective cover were bigger. Luo Yan gritted his teeth, and cold sweat flowed on his head. It was not difficult to deal with this Wraith, but holding up such a large protective cover, but It took him a lot of energy.

"Either die, or stay here forever, or look at the mood of this temple, and I will let you out in a good mood!" Luo Yan bit his lower lip, roared, and filled with powerful spiritual power on the protective cover, facing Leng Yan The last ultimatum.

"His Royal Highness, this is not a begging attitude. Your attitude is very annoying." Leng Yan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, without any help to Luo Luo.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Luo Yanlian said three good, the anger in his heart has been stirred up by the cold, and there was a flash of killing in his eyes, and a **** smile on his lips. Put her into the hands of Beichen Moxuan, and said coldly, "Protect him well, wait for this temple to solve these wastes, and come to you."

"I'm waiting for you, don't let me down." Leng Yan said with a smile. Beichen Moxuan guarded her behind, and the pale green spiritual power condensed into a small protective cover, which happened to protect two people without leaving much space. The smaller protective cover was so powerful. Under attack, he can easily support it. If it is larger, I am afraid he will not be able to bear it.

When Luo Yan set up a protective cover in Beichen Moxuan, Luo Yan put away his protective cover and flew out in a flash. With a spell in his mouth, the sword appeared in front of him, raised his hand and held it in his hand, and Quickly attack those grieving spirits. The powerful spiritual power emanating from the Divine Sword made the resentment take a few steps back. The big eyes were filled with terror. For the sword in Luo ’s hand, their hearts were filled with fear. They were because of this sword. The funerals killed their lives, destroyed their bodies, and their souls fluttered, and they could not enter the cycle of reincarnation forever.