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

The red light is dazzling, only that moment, in the middle of the air, a blood red.

The red light, straight from the body of Feng Chuge, shot on the body of Suzaku.

When Suzaku's body touched the red light, the whole body slammed.

It flapped its wings and made a loud noise.

The strange momentum of the moment gave the emperor a slight glimpse.

Not far away, Lan Junao and others looked at it, and it was also awkward.

This red light is too strange! !

Just as everyone was stunned, Suzaku suddenly thumped his wings again and flew away toward Fengchu.

Seeing that Suzaku flew in, the Emperor raised his vigilance.

He thought that Suzaku still wanted to do something more, but he was wrong.

I saw only halfway in the air, the red-hot flamingo that shined through the golden light, slowly shrinking, until finally, it turned into a red dot, rushed to the Fengchu song and went...

"Hey--" a burst of sound.

Then, the red dot, completely disappeared, disappeared...

The temperature around it slowly lowered.

The red light that shone in the air faded, and the fireball disappeared.

However, it was a while, and the silence and darkness of the coming time slowly recovered, leaving only the red fruit that shines red light not far away.

The sight in front of us is really amazing for everyone.

Lan Junqing refused to take care of the other, hurried forward and looked at the pale woman lying on the ground.

"Chu Ge sister, are you okay? It's all bad for me..." When Lan Junqing said this, his eyes were full of anxiety.

At this moment, the man in the black robe once again landed on the side.

He reached out and took the Fengchu song, his eyes full of distress.

Stretching her hand and exploring her pulse, he finally sighed as he noticed that the Fengchu song was gradually calming down.

Raise your hand, the golden light, heading towards her body...

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Chuge finally opened his eyes...

The pale color of the face slowly dissipated, and Feng Chuge only felt that the only thing that suppressed her spiritual power was to slowly dissipate.

She lay in his broad arms and blinked, facing the pair of golden purplish.

The deep shackles are full of anxiety at this moment.

The lip is light, and she faintly pulls out a curve. "Dust, I am fine."

The emperor held her tightly and refused to let go. It seemed to be loose, and she would slip away from his arms.

At that moment, he was really completely shocked, and the whole heart was more like being dug up.

Feng Chuge lies in his arms, breathing the smell of his body, and his face is full of satisfaction.

Until a long time, the emperor only let her go.

Feng Chuge only felt a heavy feeling on her arm. She raised her hand and looked at her wrist. She was shocked by the worn bracelet. At this moment, there was a little red light.

The imperial dust looked down the phoenix song and saw the bracelet at a glance.

This bracelet, he knows.

Before in Jinyue, the stall owner of this bracelet gave them a knot.

The emperor looked at the bracelet in the dust, his eyes stunned.

He remembered that on the bracelet of the day, five places where there should be gems were all empty.

But now, there are already two more.

One white.

One red.

At the moment, the red jewel is projecting a faint glare.........