The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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However, the shadow sword is dead...

Suddenly, Li Yaoyao’s figure shook.

"Yao Yao!" Situ Yu exclaimed, he shouted, suddenly rushed to hug Li Yaoyao.

In the moment of contact with Li Yaoyao, Situ Wu suddenly felt a strong suction from the palm of his hand...

"Damn!" Situ cursed and screamed, the body's strong spiritual power rushed to the sea, and the suction suddenly launched, and then he pulled Li Yaoyao quickly back.

After retreating, Stuart felt a bit of sweat in his heart.

If it is not that he retreats quickly, maybe his spiritual power will be sucked away.

"Yao Yao!" Situ Wu looked down and saw a pale white like gold paper.

After losing a lot of spiritual power, Li Yaoyao’s face was very ugly at this time, without a trace of blood, and fell into a deep coma.

Everyone was shocked.

No one had thought that this sword would be so terrible.

At this time, everyone also saw that Li Yaoyao was injecting spiritual power into it...

At this time, suddenly, the black airflow outside condensed into a cylindrical shape, suddenly coming to this space!

I only heard a "bang" sound.

The entire ground swayed violently.

Although it was not attacked, there was a slight loosening of this protection ban.

Everyone's face is changed.

"Not good, the black air has been assembled, this prohibition can not maintain much time!" Luo Yanchen's face is very ugly, faintly a little anxious.

Nangong Liuyun’s eyes were slightly stunned, and the black airflow of the mighty murderous spirit was swept faintly. The look remained the same and the voice was indifferent: “Continue.”

"Yes! Didn't that little ginseng say it? Pull out the handle of the shadow sword!" Luo Yanchen excitedly pushed the butterfly.

But the idea of ​​Luo Dieyi is somewhat different from that of Luo Xiaochen.

Even if Luo Xiaochen pushed her in the back, she was still unmoved, only staring at the purple eyes.

In her view, the only thing that can threaten her now is only the purple one. As for the Soviet Union, the sickness, the station can not stand, and can pull the sword? This is simply not possible.

Therefore, Luo Dieyi sees Ziyan as the biggest opponent.

Zi Yan frowned and blinked impatiently: "You can't get on? Just give it a word."

Luo Dieyi is still trying to consider and weigh the pros and cons.

It is obvious that this sword must absorb enough aura before it can be pulled out. Just now, Li Yaoyao has been absorbed into the people, and it has been seen that it has been sucked a lot...

At this time, it is possible to get a shadow sword, or it may be a wedding dress for the purple sable...

"Luo Dieyi, no time to waste you, since you are not on, then I will go! After I took the Cheng Yingjian, don't say I didn't give you a chance." Zi Yan rolled his eyes.

When she saw Luo Dieyi still silent, she snorted and walked toward the Shadow Shadow Sword.

The purple scorpion took a deep breath, and the horse stepped down. The right palm was close to the Shadow Shadow Sword one inch and one inch, and finally it was firmly held in the local area.

Speed ​​and strength are better than Li Yaoyao.

At this point, everyone's eyes are focused on the purple.

Purple... At this time, it almost carries the hope of everyone.

If she pulls out the shadow sword, then the black air will recede on its own, and everyone will be safe...

Luo Dieyi bites his lower lip, his heart is constantly tangled, and the fundus is more complicated.