Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

? Su Qiqi stared at Zi Wuya. At this moment, she really had the urge to kill him, but she didn't dare to act rashly.

Even Mengli froze when he heard Zi Wuya's words. There was no living thing within ten miles. How lethal this was.

While looking at the Moon Burial Flower next to Zi Wuya, he understood a little bit in his heart. It turned out to be the Demon Lord's handiwork, and he actually used such poison to deal with Su Qiqi and his party.

"How about you come with me or everyone stay here?" Seeing Su Qiqi glaring at him, Zi Wuya shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, raised his eyebrows, and moved his concubine-colored lips slightly. .

Victory is within grasp.

He knew that for the sake of the people around him, Su Qiqi would agree to any conditions he proposed.

This is the weakness of Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen.

Meng Li and Su Qiqi looked at each other, both unable to do anything. At this time, no matter how skilled they were, no one would dare to move unless they were sure to kill Zi Wuya with one move.

"What should we do?" Meng Li looked at Su Qiqi nervously: "Even if we can inform Mo Wenchen at this time, we won't be able to change the situation. We have no choice."

"I understand." Su Qiqi glared at Zi Wuya and gritted her teeth. She did not expect that Zi Wuya would use such despicable methods. He was once a grandmaster and the Immortal Lord of Heaven.

This life is so despicable.

"We don't have much time, so don't think about it for too long." Zi Wuya said again, his words full of threats.

Yue Zhanhua reminded him softly: "Kill Su Li."

"No rush." ​​Zi Wuya didn't move his eyes, just stared at Su Qiqi, and then said to Yue Zanghua, as long as Su Qiqi is controlled, with such a bottle of poison in his hand, he will kill anyone. It's easy to catch.

Yue Zhanhua didn't say anything more. She looked at Su Qiqi, with a dark light shining in her eyes, and a deep murderous intention.

This murderous intention was caused by the talisman in his body. As long as he saw Su Qiqi, he would kill her at all costs. This was the order given by the demon lord in the talisman.

At this time, Yue Zianhua clenched her fists, ready to take action at any time.

He had no other thoughts but wanted to kill Su Qiqi.

The more he looked at Su Qiqi, the stronger his murderous intention became.

Suddenly, Yue Zianhua took a step forward, drew out the long sword from her waist, and faced Su Qiqi.

Everyone couldn't react. Fen hurriedly stepped forward and used his body to block Su Qiqi's sword. Apart from his strong dream-building skills, his boxing and kicking skills were still a bit poor.

"Yue Zhanhua, what are you doing?" Zi Wuya responded quickly enough and was already following behind. He raised his hand and patted the back of Yue Zhanhua's neck with murderous intent.

However, Yue Zhanhua moved faster, and the tip of her sword hit Su Qiqi.

Su Qiqi was also startled. Seeing the sword stabbing her, Mengli blocked her with her body. She felt a little touched and a little cold in her heart. She also understood that this month's funeral flower was controlled by the Demon Lord.

This Demon Lord will not stop until he kills himself.

It seems that as long as there is a chance, they will kill the Demon Lord, otherwise they will really feel sorry for themselves.

Pushing Mengli away with her backhand, Su Qiqi was not afraid of a small moon burial flower. She gestured with her hands in the air, and there was a faint light at her fingertips, and the moon soul on her chest shone with a cold light. .

Moon Burial Flower, who came with the sword raised, was also stunned for a moment. Seeing Su Qiqi like this, she understood very clearly that she was no match at all. Without the bottle of poison, it was just a joke to kill Su Qiqi with his skills. .

Unless Su Qiqi is stupid enough to let herself kill him casually.

Otherwise, even if he lived for hundreds or thousands of years, he would not be able to kill Su Qiqi.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw Mengli who was pushed aside and attacked him again.

Because he also felt the powerful internal force of Zi Wuya's palm. If this palm were struck, his entire back would be broken.

He temporarily changed the target, and Zi Wuya, who was photographing him, was stunned for a moment. It didn't matter whether he stopped his hand or not, and he frowned fiercely.

Even Su Qiqi was stunned for a moment. It was too late to save Mengli at this time.

Su Qiqi's brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to save Mengli at this critical moment.

Suddenly a figure flashed in his mind. After a fierce battle, only Zi Wuya and Yue Zhanhua were standing here, which could only mean that Fang Yi was dead.

So, how much does Fang Yi care about with the moon burial flowers?

While thinking about it, he quickly took out the square handkerchief that Fang Yi had given to him, raised his hand, and called softly: "Moon Burial Flower."

White shadows flashed before her eyes, and when she heard the call again, Yue Zhanhua didn't stop, but she still looked at Su Qiqi, looking at the square brocade handkerchief in her hand, her mind went blank for a moment, and her eyes were filled with deep nostalgia.

The square handkerchief was given to Fang Yi by herself, but she didn't expect it to be in Su Qiqi's hands.

For a moment, Yue Zhanhua stood there, not moving, just looking at the handkerchief fluttering in the wind.

Mengli reacted, narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his fingers, made a few gestures, then looked at the Moon Burial Flower, then pursed his lips tightly and his face darkened: "Go to sleep."

After spitting out these two words, Yue Zanghua, who was standing there motionless, gently closed her eyes.

But there was still a bit of sadness and reluctance in his eyes.

After holding back the palm that was about to be slapped away and looking at the fallen Moon Burial Flower, Zi Wuya clenched the medicine bottle in his hand tightly and glared at Mengli: "So you still have this ability."

A little scared.

He had heard that the king of Meng Kingdom had a unique skill, which was that he could make everyone in the country fall asleep.

Just saw it today.

Meng Li smiled, his smile was light and gentle: "A small skill is nothing compared to the Purple Immortal."

On the other hand, he quickly stood beside Su Qiqi, standing in a position to protect her.

"Su Qiqi, are you going to leave with me, or are you going to sleep here together?" Zi Wuya ignored Mengli, but was very shocked in his heart. He looked at Su Qiqi and said threateningly.

Su Qiqi also looked at Mengli and frowned slightly: "Why don't you let them sleep together?"

Shaking his head, Mengli felt helpless: "I don't have enough skills to deal with the Moon Burial Flower."

He has no cultivation and only relies on the mental skills of practice. It is indeed impossible to control Zi Wuya.

Su Qiqi felt quite helpless at this moment and gritted her teeth: "Go into the city and notify Wen Chen as soon as possible. I'll hold Zi Wuya back first."

"No, it's too dangerous for you to face him alone." Mengli said hesitantly.

"We have no choice. If you stay, the most you can do is leave with me and him." Su Qiqi hurriedly pushed Mengli, her palms stimulating her inner strength.

Then he looked up at Zi Wuya and said, "I'll leave with you."

By the time she finished speaking, Mengli had been pushed dozens of steps away by her, and her body was even closer to the city gate. The two city guards had already stepped forward to interrogate him.

"Okay." Zi Wuya didn't hesitate, stepped forward, took Su Qiqi's hand and flew away.

Su Qiqi was not given any time to react.

"Hey" Su Qiqi didn't expect Zi Wuya to be so mean. He shouted in mid-air and wanted to shoot Zi Wuya down, but when he did, Zi Wuya handed over the bottle of poison.

Su Qiqi hurriedly closed her palm. If she didn't close her hand in a hurry, the medicine bottle would be smashed to pieces, and everyone would die here.

First, Su Qiqi didn't want to die, and second, she also wanted to involve the people nearby to die as well.

He could only retract his hand bitterly, and glared at Zi Wuya in mid-air.

"I have nothing now, only you." Zi Wuya smiled: "But you are enough. Whatever I want, Mo Wenchen will agree to it."

"Not necessarily." Su Qiqi glared at him and said coldly.

"I know how much he cares about you. This is his flaw, a fatal flaw." Zi Wuya didn't care about what Su Qiqi said. He just jumped up and the two of them quickly headed west.

He was also too understanding of Mo Wenchen, so he repeatedly tried to control Su Qiqi.

Of course, he had always wanted to reject the moon soul in Su Qiqi as his own. Unfortunately, this moon soul recognized its master, so he could only keep Su Qiqi by his side.

"What happened to Qiqi being taken away by Zi Wuya?" Mo Wenchen suddenly stood up from his chair and stared at Mengli in disbelief, as if he was eating someone.

This news made the next few people unable to accept: "What on earth is going on? Aren't you in the Dream Palace?"

This was Hua Chi's question, and he cared more about Hua Chi.

"Where is Lei Yufeng?" Mo Wenchen's words were so cold that everyone in the hall felt their whole bodies tremble.

"Going to Duanhun Pavilion to borrow troops." Meng Li looked at the intact Mo Wenchen and felt extremely regretful. If he didn't listen to Su Qiqi's words, maybe he wouldn't be like this.

While telling what happened before and after.

Then he sighed heavily: "It's all my fault."

After hearing this, everyone didn't answer. Even Mo Wenchen frowned fiercely. He was thinking that Su Qiqi might have foreseen something. He clenched his hands into fists and slammed the desk beside him. The desk responded. And fell and fell apart.

And Mo Wenchen's hand was dripping with blood instantly.

He was annoyed, anxious, helpless, angry, all the emotions were written on his face, making his whole person look even more sinister.

The cold light in his eyes seemed to be real.

No one spoke for a while, they all stood there quietly. They also wanted to know what Su Qiqi had foreseen to do this.

Su Qiqi is not an unreasonable person, everything she does is reasonable.

"This matter has nothing to do with you." After a while, Mo Wenchen looked at Mengli and said, "We have to find a way to rescue Qiqi now."

"Yes," Fen said calmly. He remained still because he believed that Mo Wenchen would not lose his sense of proportion because of this incident.

If it were placed on his body, he would not get angry, because getting angry will not solve the problem.

"If Zi Wuya has such a bottle of poison in his hand, even if we have thousands of troops, it will be useless." Hua Chi also stood up, saying with some hesitation on his face.

"Indeed." Han Ziyue also frowned: "This matter is a bit tricky unless we have an antidote."

"The only ones in this world who can prepare the antidote are Qi Qi and Mr. Fen." Mo Wenchen calmed down his emotions and tried to calm down. Only by calming down can he find a way to rescue Su Qi Qi.

Things have happened, and getting angry won't solve any problems.

And from beginning to end, it was arranged by Su Qiqi himself and had nothing to do with Mengli.

Even if he vents his anger on Mengli, it will not help.

Therefore, Mo Wenchen quickly calmed down and looked at Fen, their only hope now.

As long as there is an antidote, the poison in Zi Wuya's hand will lose its effect.

"I can give it a try." Fen nodded: "However, I don't know what the nature of this medicine is. It seems that I have to let Yue Zanghua wake up." Fen was very happy and looked at Mengli.

He was also very curious about the dream-building technique.

"Okay." Mengli understood what Fen meant and nodded.

Then a group of people walked out and quickly left the city gate.

The Moon Burial Flower is still lying there, sleeping and not waking up.

Fen stepped forward, tested Yue Zhanhua's pulse, and frowned slightly. He had a close relationship with Yue Zhanhua, and she couldn't bear to see him like this.

"Mr. Fen, can you undo the spell on him?" Shengge asked. He was also a little helpless, and there wasn't much he could do.

"Not yet. If the spell is solved, he will forget many things. I'm afraid he won't be able to find out the information about the poison." Fen shook his head.

Everyone also nodded, understanding the meaning of his words.

Su Li, who had not spoken until now, also came forward and looked deeply at the sleepy Yue Zanghua: "Fang Yi gave him the medicine, and he may not know it."

"You can give it a try." Fen Ye frowned. He was actually afraid of what Su Li said.

Here Mengli waved his hand to unlock the dream-building technique. Yue Zhanhua, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened her eyes and looked around confusedly, but her eyes were fixed on Su Li. She turned over and stood up, raising her sword. He stabbed it, the murderous intent in his eyes overwhelming.

Su Li just stood there, smiling slightly, holding the Qingshuang Sword in his hand without moving.

No matter how crazy Yue Zianhua was, Su Li didn't take him seriously.

The difference between them is not just the divine level, but two realms. Zi Wuya only knows some boxing and kicking skills, and if Su Li wants to kill him, he can just raise his finger.

Now Fen still needs to get the poison out of Yue Zianhua's mouth, so he can't kill him yet.

"Burning Flower." Fen called softly: "What are you doing?"

He was as indifferent as ever, and his tone was gentle and gentle, making people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.

"Eldest Brother" Yue Zianhua froze on the spot, still holding the sword in his hand, which might fall at any moment. He turned to look at Fen: "Xiao Yi is dead. This person killed him. I want to avenge Xiao Yi."

"Are you his opponent?" Fen just asked, very lightly, very casually. Shao Hua Ji: Xiaoyao Abandoned Concubine:

"I" Yue Zianhua seemed to wake up for a moment, looked around again, and then shook his head vigorously. He couldn't afford to offend these people. He was really dizzy just now.

The main reason why he was like this was because Mengli used dream-building techniques instead of hypnosis.

For a moment, Yue Zianhua stood there with her sword raised, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Brother, what happened?" Yue Zianhua still didn't quite understand why she fell asleep.

"It's okay." Fen waved his hand: "Miss Qiqi was taken away by Zi Wuya."

"Zi Wuya" Yue Zhanhua then remembered everything: "By the way, he snatched a bottle of poison from my hand. It is extremely poisonous and will kill you if you smell it."

"What kind of poison is so terrible?" Fen asked casually again.