Being chased by the empress, begging me to spread my wings!

Chapter 113: [Xuan Tortoise's Attack Method]

Suning didn't have time to think about it, when Bai Jie's second wave of attacks struck again.

It's just that although she doesn't seem to have her own meaning, the target of the attack always seems to have her own choice.

Two wind blades flew towards Zhao Anning and Lu Luo at a high speed, but Sima Nanfeng, who had just thrown a tornado at her, was skipped.

"Why are you hitting me again?"

"I didn't even attack you, did I?"

"Why do you always have to stare at a little handmaiden?"

When Lu Luo saw the terrifying momentum emitted by Bai Jie, her face instantly changed, and her little face was about to cry.

Gu couldn't put on the shoes he had just lost, and ran away with his bare feet.

She is not a powerful Divine Realm powerhouse like Zhao Anning, who has capital to go head-to-head with Bai Jie.

She was an ordinary little maid, she couldn't reach the strength of the Divine Realm at all, and she had no power to parry in front of Bai Jie, so she had to run for her life.

While running, Bai Jie felt a sore and soft twitch in her calves, and her neck was already sweaty.

Not only regret and self-blame in my heart, this is the result of my usual neglect to exercise.

In addition, what made her even more puzzled was why Bai Jie attacked herself and the princess as if she had gone crazy.

How could Suning Gongzi and Miss Sima Nanfeng, who were obviously the biggest threat on the side, be indifferent.

That's not fair!

Why is it always me who is injured, obviously I still help Bai Jie grab medicine to take care of her.

Why don't you recognize people when you turn your face?

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Bai Jie drew circles around the courtyard, but Zhao Anning was thinking about how to deal with Bai Jie.

Suddenly, she caught the gap, and the sword in her hand instantly flashed to Bai Jie's side, and a sword slashed up.

"Tranquility, don't!"

"Run!"

When Suning saw Zhao Anning's actions, he immediately shouted a reminder, not because he was afraid that Bai Jie would be injured.

It was because he knew that it was Zhao Anning himself who would be injured next.

The trajectory and texture of the operation of Bai Jie's technique were simply carved out of a mold with Li Guangkun, who had drained Wang Xinjie's aura.

Wang Xinjie has the strength to be the new Saint Son of the Spirit Sword Sect, and his own strength is not weak, and he and Zhao Anning can barely be regarded as half a pound and eight taels.

And judging from the momentum that Bai Jie had just burst out that could almost rival the powerhouse of the Dao Palace Realm, she was much stronger than Li Guangkun, and the Great Method of Essence Absorption was also far beyond Li Guangkun.

If Zhao Anning went head-to-head with him, he would definitely not be Bai Jie's opponent.

Suning quickly accelerated to the rescue, but it was too late.

"This?! What kind of weird exercise is this?

"Why do you feel that the spiritual power in my body is draining?"

Zhao Anning showed a surprised look, and the moment she approached Bai Jie, the shadow of the dragon behind her instantly shattered.

The aura was dispersed, and the whole person seemed to be hollowed out.

"Huhu~"

Bai Jie's small red lips opened slightly, as if they wanted to swallow Zhao Anning alive, continuously absorbing the spiritual power in her body.

"Suning, what should we do?"

"If this continues, all of Sister Anning's spiritual power will be absorbed by Bai Jie, and she will become a waste!"

Seeing this scene, Sima Nanfeng instantly showed an anxious look and said worriedly.

He took out a number in his arms and smashed the rune towards Bai Jie.

Rune of the Wind!

Thunder Rune!

Water Rune!

The wind is surging, and the thunder is flashing.

The storm swept through the power of thunder and rushed towards Bai Jie with unparalleled fury momentum, but it all dissipated when they were about to get closer.

All of them were absorbed by Bai Jie.

Zhao Anning's aura gradually dissipated from the five senses such as his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and all of them were inhaled into Bai Jie's slightly open mouth.

Sima Nanfeng wanted to cry without tears, feeling that his whole body was in pain, and tears seemed to flow uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

It's not that I feel sorry for the runes she threw out.

Although the runes were powerful and expensive, they could withstand it with the financial resources of the Sima family.

As the eldest lady of the Sima family, she naturally didn't care about those few dollars.

However, if Zhao Anning was sucked up by Bai Jie and his spiritual power was reduced to waste, Sima Nanfeng could not accept it, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

Because it seems that Zhao Anning and her fiancé Crown Prince Zhao Ankang are competing for the throne, but in essence, Sima Nanfeng is on the side of his good sister Zhao Anning.

Zhao Ankang winning, and even Sima Jia Ying, have nothing to do with her, she is just a tool person who contacts the Sima family and Zhao Ankang to form an alliance.

If Zhao Ankang really ascended the throne, Sima Nanfeng would only be in the position of an empress.

It seems to be noble, but in fact it is just a canary to be raised.

And only when Zhao Anning, who is also a woman, ascends the throne, can she be truly free with the help of her good sisters.

"Suning, you quickly help Anning."

"I beg you... Help her.

"As long as you can help her, I can do anything."

Suning looked at Sima Nanfeng, who was anxiously pulling his clothes and asking for help, and he was also a little helpless and unbearable.

Saving Zhao Anning was what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to hurt Bai Jie.

Because judging from the state she is showing now, it is obvious that there is no rational control.

He must think of a way to get the best of both worlds, which can save Zhao Anning without hurting Bai Jie.

At this time, the Xuan turtle on his shoulder entered Suning's world of thought.

Although the head of the Xuan glans is thick and hard, it is not as sharp as a sword.