Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

? Zi Wuya was very dissatisfied with Su Li's sudden illness. He felt that Su Li's illness was untimely and delayed his important events. He now urgently needs to restore his mana.

But he couldn't say anything more, so he could only remain silent.

He understood more clearly that Chu Fan had already thought carefully about it and was on Su Qiqi's side. If he wanted to act alone now, he was afraid that the entire Soul Broken Pavilion would come against him.

Therefore, he could only endure it.

Ren looked at it again for a while.

While he was thinking, he saw Mo Wenchen walking into his yard. Zi Wuya frowned fiercely. He knew that Mo Wenchen would not come to him if nothing happened.

So, they must have decided something.

Looking for yourself should also be a negotiation.

After thinking about it, Zi Wuya regained his indifference. He should be indifferent to Mo Wenchen.

Unless he was facing Su Qiqi, he would show different emotions.

"Purple Immortal." Mo Wenchen didn't want to expose Zi Wuya. Since he wanted to disguise himself, everyone should accompany him to disguise himself.

But I don't care.

"Mo Wenchen, are you here for business? How have you dealt with Su Li's matter? Qiqi girl can't activate her magic power. Now we can only see if there is a doctor in the Duanhun Pavilion." Zi Wuya ignored the cold look in Mo Wenchen's eyes. It means that the issue of identity is ignored.

Instead, he asked about Su Li.

"Su Li's problem can only be dealt with after a while." Mo Wenchen also hid the emotion in his eyes. He knew that they could not live without Zi Wuya now.

Only with his presence can Hua Chi be protected.

Indeed, along the way, he also heard that Hua Chi controlled the wolves and snakes.

Without Hua Chi, it would be more difficult for them to obtain the resurrection grass.

"What?" Zi Wuya almost hit someone impulsively, but he endured it and looked at Mo Wenchen: "This is what Qiqi girl decided."

Mo Wenchen knew that Zi Wuya was angry, and he was more anxious than anyone else. He was anxious to get the resurrection grass to restore his magic power and continue to cause harm to the world.

"Yes." Mo Wenchen nodded and said, "He is Qiqi's biological brother."

These words were even more helpless.

It seemed like he had no choice.

This made Zi Wuya's face look even uglier, but he tried not to get angry: "We should understand the girl and support her decision. We must first cure Su Li. Su Li's illness was too sudden."

"Yes, and it's a heart disease that's difficult to treat." Mo Wenchen found it so interesting to tease someone for the first time.

Of course, this person is still his opponent.

What's even more rare is that Zi Wuya can only feel angry in his heart and cannot show it.

If Mo Wenchen continues to talk, he will definitely be angry to the point of internal injury.

Now he is not far away from internal injuries.

"Is there anything Qiqi can do?" Zi Wuya asked tentatively, his eyes full of expectation, and he stared straight at Mo Wenchen, not letting go of any change in his expression.

Su Qiqi is also known as a miracle doctor, and generally no one can refute her conclusions.

"Qiqi has no good solution, we can only live for a while." Mo Wenchen said the same thing, but he was not in a hurry now because Chu Fan had gone to arrange everything.

He also had a rare moment of leisure.

"How long will it take?" Zi Wuya is about to explode, and his patience is limited.

If he waited until Su Qiqi gave birth to the child in his belly and then used his magic power to heal Su Li, he thought he wouldn't have to wait.

Just go and get the Resurrection Grass.

No matter what lies ahead, he will go.

If he really had to wait until the god was born, all his plans would come to nothing.

He didn't want to live another life with nothing.

He clearly has the same abilities as gods and demons, but he has to be controlled by them, which makes him very unhappy.

In this life, he must unify the three realms before the gods and demons are born. They can only be their own ministers, not kings.

"It's hard to say." Mo Wenchen still went around the bush but didn't get to the point.

He knew that the real Zi Wuya would not care about this, because the real Zi Wuya would never care about anyone or anything other than Su Qiqi.

But now Zi Wuya didn't ask Su Qiqi, but kept asking Su Li.

This is abnormal.

The hands in Zi Wuya's sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, with blue veins popping out.

He suddenly felt that Mo Wenchen and Chu Fan were teaming up to play tricks on him.

The person here who is most anxious to get the Resurrection Grass is Zi Wuya. For this Resurrection Grass, he does not hesitate to be humble and suffer, and he has always been by Su Qiqi's side.

He also almost lost his life to the wolves and the snake array.

He must not leave empty-handed.

Thinking of this, Zi Wuya shuddered: "Then what are your plans to stay here all the time?"

After glancing at Zi Wuya, Mo Wenchen casually sat in the chair opposite, with a calm expression: "I asked Shengge to stay."

"What do you mean?" Zi Wuya was a little confused. He was really angry just now and was about to explode.

"Let Shengge stay and take care of Su Li, and we will continue to break into the Broken Soul Pavilion." Mo Wenchen looked calm, as if the person who just said those words made Zi Wuya so angry that he was not him at all.

He looked at Zi Wuya with some confusion, and continued: "Don't you want to go through it together? The front is a bit more dangerous, but now that we have come to Duanhun Pavilion, it doesn't seem worth it to go back."

"How could I disagree? As long as the girl goes, I will go. I want to protect the girl." Zi Wuya stated his position very quickly, as if he was afraid that Mo Wenchen would change his mind.

"I knew the Purple Immortal would not leave Qiqi alone." Mo Wenchen slapped the table and looked a little excited: "But if I am here, I will definitely protect Qiqi's safety."

"Then" Zi Wuya narrowed his eyes, knowing that Mo Wenchen must be playing tricks on him.

Otherwise, these words would not be finished in one breath, but would be separated.

Clenching his fist tightly, Zi Wuya was already glaring at Mo Wenchen, waiting for his next move.

But Mo Wenchen sat there leisurely, drinking tea calmly and calmly. He still poured the tea and drank it by himself, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

At this moment, Zi Wuya felt that when it came to bad virtues, no one could lack Mo Wenchen.

Su Qiqi's little Taoism was completely worthless when he met Mo Wenchen.

"We have to face a large number of divine beasts this time. These beasts are more terrifying and difficult to deal with than the ones we encountered before." Mo Wenchen finally spoke slowly, looking directly at Zi Wuya.

Pay attention to the changes in his expression.

"You put it this way, is there a better way? Or maybe Chu Fan will have a way. He is also the Pavilion Master of Duanhun Pavilion." Zi Wuya was also anxious, the divine beast was indeed difficult to deal with.

The poison on their hands was also used up.

And if it's like a mythical beast, poison won't have any effect at all.

With a certain level of divine beast, you will not be easily fooled.

"No." Mo Wenchen shook his head very seriously.

He will not give up until Zi Wuya is angry to death.

He just likes Zi Wuya, no matter in the past or now.

Because they were all plotting against Su Qiqi, and she couldn't get rid of him without distinguishing between right and wrong.

So I can only be angry with myself.

Zi Wuya inhaled deeply, exhaled again, inhaled again, exhaled again.

He just stood across the table, looking straight at Mo Wenchen, waiting for his next words. This time he was extremely smart and did not answer. Speaking of which, if he was smart enough, he would certainly know that Mo Wenchen was up to something. You are asking for it on your own head.

It was finally my turn to punish him

While thinking to himself, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Wenchen.

Waiting for his next words.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wenchen actually lowered his eyebrows and tasted the tea one mouthful at a time: "This tea from Duanhun Pavilion is extraordinary. Purple Immortal, please pay for it."

"I" Zi Wuya suddenly realized that he was not as profound as Mo Wenchen, and he could actually do this.

You absolutely can't do it yourself.

As Mo Wenchen said this, he had already raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Zi Wuya and pushed it in front of him.

But he was standing, looking down at the cup of tea at this moment. There must be nothing wrong with that cup of tea, because it was cooked by him himself. Before he could enjoy it, it was wasted by Mo Wenchen.

This tea is indeed very expensive. Even in the palace of Meng Kingdom, you can't drink such high-quality tea.

Picking up the tea cup, Zi Wuya raised his head and drank a cup quickly, then threw the white porcelain tea cup on the table.

Mo Wenchen hurriedly stood up and went to pick up the tea cup. He just caught it in his hand, made another circle, and landed on the table, intact.

"I think with the magic power of the Purple Immortal, it shouldn't be a problem to fight against those divine beasts." Mo Wenchen slowly poured tea for himself and Zi Wuya, both of them filled half a cup, and then handed it to Zi Wuya's hand politely. .

Zi Diya had already sat down at this time. He felt that if he was in the same room with Mo Wenchen again, he would go crazy.

"You think too highly of this immortal." Zi Wuya snorted coldly: "One is fine for you, but if you have more, you will die."

"It seems that Hua Chi will have to deal with these mythical beasts." Mo Wenchen finally entered the topic. He was laughing in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

He also almost suffered internal injuries.

"Hua Chi" Zi Wuya hesitated for a moment: "His soul-stirring technique can control those divine beasts."

"That's right." Mo Wenchen finally nodded vigorously: "But he has no martial arts skills. There will be too many dangers if we take him with us. I am protecting Qi Qi alone, and I am afraid that I cannot protect him, so I am thinking, If the Purple Immortal can deal with those divine beasts, Hua Chi won’t be allowed to take risks with us.”

Talking about high-sounding reasons.

"Let's take him with us. I will protect him along the way. You can rest assured that Su Li and I have no grudges in the past and will never hurt him." Zi Wuya hurriedly raised his hands to promise.

He would rather protect Su Li than get the resurrection grass.

"Really?" Mo Wenchen looked a little unbelievable.

"Really." Zi Wuya assured again: "Actually, I can't guarantee things, but I will do what I say, and I will definitely do it. If Hua Chi has any shortcomings, I will pay for it with my life."

He said it so solemnly that Mo Wenchen was embarrassed to tease him again, so he could only nod his head vigorously.