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

Beichen Moxuan was standing proudly in the cold wind, and the silver wire that was not tied showed his temperament. The jade on his waist was exactly the same as the jade he gave to Leng Yetong, in the moonlight. There is a soft light underneath, a faint smile on the lips, and said playfully, "Although the Jiuli Li mantra is powerful, the making of the ball is very troublesome. Not very high, it is not easy to control each spell, and it is impossible for every spell to have great power. This thing is very precious. It is gone when it ’s gone. All right. "

"Giggle, you're right, I've used up all the poor and strange masters who handed me over. They were all destroyed by the spiritual power of Fu Xiqin." After listening to Beichen Moxuan's words, Biyue's His face was a bit ugly, but it was only a moment, and the recovery was as usual. He smiled and continued, "I have to admit that you know everything about us. I do n’t have a lot of spellcasting, maybe this is the heyday For you, it can be solved without much effort, but for you now ... giggle, how do human beings have a sentence, how can you say that it is you The next situation. "By the way, Bi Yuexin took out a piccolo and put a few single tones on his lips. The bag around his waist began to move violently, emitting a burst of red light, and the bag was broken. More than a dozen black beads rose into the air, emitting a dim, dark red light, rupturing, forming black afterimages of different shapes wandering in the air.

Beichen Mo Xuanyuan raised his eyes and watched the residual image hovering in the air with vigilance. Each residual image contained different strengths, ranging from the weak residual image that can be easily dealt with by the blue and green crickets, as well as moderate strength. Warcraft afterglow. However, what caused him the most headache was the heavy grievances and grudges sent out in these afterimages. There will be no cursed ball created by the unwillingness and grudges of Warcraft or even before the death of human beings. The greater the shadow's ability, if allowed by the afterimage, it can also condense into a more powerful grudge, and these afterimages are doing this at this time.

More than a dozen afterimages finally condensed into a huge afterimage. The black shadows kept expanding in the air, sending out wailing sounds, and after several expansions and contractions, they became solid. Sheep body, eyes under armpits, tiger teeth claws, a large head and a large mouth. Yangtian Changxiao, staring blankly at Beichen Moxuan.

"Yeah!" Beichen Moxuan was horrified, his whole body exuding coldness, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the behemoth in front of him, but he did not expect that it would eventually condense into a yam. It seems that the connection between Jiuli and Chaos is not simple . Spiritual power turned into a fluorescent green sword, holding it in his hands, commanded without squinting, "Blue cricket, green cricket, you two step back, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to take a step forward."

"Young Master, but ..." Luan threw down the shovel in his hand and stood up, anxiously trying to say something.

"Yes, lord, we understand." Lan Zhuo held Lu Jiao's clothing corner, interrupted the words behind him, and responded respectfully, then pulled Lu Yu back to a relatively safe position aside, he understood, face They can't do anything about the afterglow, but if they stay there, they may become a burden. Rolling his eyes, he whispered something in Luan's ear, looked at each other, nodded, and disappeared into the courtyard.