Princess Sets Poison Again

"Well! Finally, I can't bear it."

Fan Lihua sat in the midst of the sedan car, looking at the high priest and Nanfeng Qi evilly.

"What are you doing?" The high priest looked disgusted and didn't even want to look at her.

Fan Lihua smiled and raised an eyebrow, "You robbed the lord of the suzerain, and the lord suspiciously came to ask for him."

Fan Lihua said, as he deliberately disgusted the high priest, he looked at him with impunity.

The high priest finally raised his eyes and looked at Fan Lihua with a disgusting look. "Since people have reached the deity, they are naturally the deity. Why do you ask the deity?"

"It's OK if you don't pay it, and it's the same to pay the beauty around you to this suzerain."

Fan Lihua said, flying down and rushing straight to Murong Yu.

"court death!"

The high priest's eyes narrowed and he immediately met Fan Lihua, but as soon as he transported mysterious power, he felt a deep pain in his heart.

"boom!"

The two held their palms together, and the high priest was beaten a few paces in an instant.

Murong tightened his heart and quickly supported him.

The high priest covered his chest and looked at Nanfeng Qi in disbelief. "You gave me medicine."

Nanfeng Qi's eyes flickered and he did not speak.

Murong Yan heard the words, looked up and looked coldly towards Nanfeng Qi.

Seeing that the high priest's face was pale, Fan Lihua looked at Nan Fengqi with a playful expression, "You are really willing, but let's say yes, another lord should take away."

Fan Lihua said, staring at Murong Xuan evilly.

This is really a beautiful man, how long has she not encountered such good goods.

"You are free." Nan Fengqi looked at Murong Yan coldly, her eyes full of murderous intention.

"Nanfengqi, you bastard!" The high priest was finally angry.

He gave him medicine, he could not blame him, but he even gave Murong Yu to Fan Lihua, and he could not forgive him.

Fan Lihua laughed evilly, and greedily shot at Murong.

The high priest subconsciously wanted to step forward to protect Murong Yun, but the pain in his heart corroded his mysterious power a little bit, but in a moment, his skill was half lost.

Fan Lihua grabbed Murong's shoulders, and Murong's eyes flickered, and he immediately summoned the blue wolf sword to cut at Fan Lihua.

The two fought quickly.

"Murongji!"

The high priest clenched his teeth and wanted to help, but was stopped by Nan Fengqi, "Why do you offend Fan Lihua for a flower slave ..."

"Get away!"

The high priest did not want to listen to him at all, shoved him away, and attacked Fan Lihua.

It was just that he was not as good as before, and was not Fan Lihua's opponent at all, and Murong Ye had just arrived at the **** stage, far from being defeated by Fan Lihua.

After several battles, Fan Lihua soon wounded the two seriously.

Fan Lihua looked at the high priest who fell to the ground, and laughed wildly, "High priest, high priest, you have today."

She had been crushed by him several times before, and she finally won him this time. This feeling is really good.

Fan Lihua walked to Murong Yan and greedily touched his handsome face. "It's really superb. Not only does it look good, but it's so high that it's considered superb."

There was a flash of red in the eyes of the high priest, and he stared angrily at Fan Lihua, "If you dare to touch him, the deity will destroy your Holy Xuanzong."

Looking at the anxiety in the eyes of the high priest, Fan Lihua sneered with excitement, "You should take care of yourself first. Sangong Dan is not so easy to understand."

Hearing "San Gong Dan", the high priest's face changed suddenly.

Murong frowned, looking at Nanfeng Qi with a look of desperation.

Damn, he dared to give him Sangongdan.

Fan Lihua had enough fun with Murong Yu to take him away.

The high priest was anxious, struggling to grab her skirt corner, "Let him go! Your dear follow you!"

Fan Lihua's eyes brightened, and she was instantly tempted.

She had been fooling him for a long time, and since she first saw him, she vowed to get him, but unfortunately she never had a chance.

Nan Fengqi's face sank, and he frowned, "Fan Lihua, don't forget that you promised the palace master."

Fan Lihua's eyes narrowed slightly, and the evil priests evoked the beautiful face of the high priest. "This suzerain wants you. If no one wants to keep you, he really thinks about your taste."

Although she couldn't get it this time, sooner or later she would let him lie under her.

"Hahahaha ..."

Fan Lihua laughed wildly, and flew up to the sedan with Murong.

"If there is such a good thing in the future, we can cooperate again." Before leaving, Fan Lihua did not forget to cast a wink at Nanfeng Qi.

For beautiful boys, she has always been fraternal.

"Murongji!"

The high priest shouted anxiously as he watched the sedan looming away.

When Fan Lihua walked away, Nanfeng Qi came forward and wanted to raise the high priest, but he pushed away disgustingly, "Don't touch me!"

The high priest rose up in pain and hurriedly went outside.

"Where are you going?" Nan Fengqi stopped in front of him.

He didn't look at him, bypassed him directly.

Nanfeng Qi's eyes flashed a shadow, and he raised his hand and split him.

Nanfeng Qi caught the high priest for a moment, caressing his handsome face lovingly, and murmured, "Why do you have to force me, shall we do well?"

He leaned down and kissed his peach-like lips, feeling the taste of that person on his lips, and his eyes instantly burst into madness.

On the mid-air black sedan chair, Fan Lihua seduced Murong's chin with a wicked charm. "Look at this handsome face, it really looks good!"

Nan Fengqi really found a good one for her this time.

Murong Yu kept her face cold and didn't look at her.

Fan Lihua was not annoyed, and put on her cheekily again, "You like the high priest!"

Murong Yan didn't answer, as if she didn't hear her.

Fan Lihua smiled evilly, shaving his handsome face lightly, "He is now taking San Gongdan. Do you think Nanfeng Qi will not eat his fatty meat?"

Speaking of this, Fan Lihua still regretted it, but she also thought about him, but did not expect to be preempted by Nanfeng Qi's guy.

Murong frowned frantically, full of anxiety and worry.

Looking at his abrupt complexion, Fan Lihua smiled and brought it to Murong's lips. "I advise you not to think about him anymore, obediently obediently, and pleased to serve him, this master can not let you be . "

Fan Lihua said that he was going to kiss him, and Murong Yan turned his face blankly without letting her succeed.

Looking at Murongyu's indifferent look, Fan Lihua smiled instantly. "Don't say, this lord also likes the beauty of icebergs like you."

At that time, the man was just like him. She was attracted by his indifferent appearance, but unfortunately he didn't follow her. No matter whether she gave him a puppet or a medicine, it was useless because he was so special that she made her miss him Eight years.

It was a pity not to have tasted that man, but this iceberg beauty is not bad, this time, she will never let him slip away from her palm.