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Outside the world, the Poison King's face suddenly turned cold.

A man in red descended from the sky in a wheelchair, so beautiful that he was not like a mortal.

The poison king turned out to be the king of gender, and couldn't help but drool at Ji Jue's beautiful and bewitching appearance.

"Boy, are you willing to worship the old man as a teacher?"

"You don't deserve it. Ji Jue's face was gloomy: "Can you see a woman in purple?"

"Women? The women I saw on the road were all tortured and killed, I know which one you are talking about? Red, purple, white, and green? ”

The poison king Baili Hui has been conceited all his life, how can he stand Ji Jue's tone, and admit it casually.

Nangong Yulian recognized Ji Jue, but she didn't want Ji Jue to kill Baili Hui, so that her shame would be buried forever.

So she didn't explain at all, and even said worse: "Lord Poison King likes beauties the most, especially the bewitching and coquettish type of Feng Xingying." ”

She just deliberately wanted Ji Jue to mistakenly think that the Poison King had killed Feng Xingying.

"Yes, you know me. "The Poison King has long been tickled by the Feng Xingying in Nangong Yulian's mouth.

"If you touch her, I'll let you pay for your life!" Ji Jue's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he casually threw out a huge water ball.

The king of poison, the king of poison, can be called a king, he must first be a king, the king of the kings of spirits.

The name of the poison king is because he is a spirit king who is good at using poison. If he advances to the Spirit Sect, he will be a Poison Sect.

It's just that the Poison King has a physical loss, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to advance to the Poison Sect for the rest of his life.

But he stayed at the king level long enough, and his strength was unfathomable.

The most terrible thing is that he is covered in poison.

Ji Jue fought against him, fortunately, there was a steamed bun, a cat that eats everything, and it was rare to cheer up and help him devour the poisonous mist, otherwise Ji Jue would have lost.

But the poison king is poisoned, how can there be only one way?

Even his powerful water spiritual power was already full of venom.

You can tell the difference from the color.

He is also the spirit king of the water system, and the water of Ji Jue is a clear light blue, as bright as a clear sky.

The water of the Poison King is black tones, to be precise, black and green mixed with a hint of dark red, and the smell is disgusting.

Under the advantages of one another, Ji Jue was soon at a disadvantage.

After all, the steamed bun is still small, and it doesn't dare to directly devour the spiritual power of a spirit king!

Feng Xingying didn't dare to delay.

She suddenly appeared, pulling Ji Jue and withdrew: "Come with me and go to save Feng Xingying." ”

And it worked.

Ji never fell in love with the battle again, and with a wave of his hand, he forced back the attack of the poison king, stretched out his hand to hold Feng Xingying, and quickly retreated.

He didn't want to hug a man, he just couldn't help it.

His wheelchair is a magic weapon that can fly and accelerate, and if he wants to run away with this kid, he can only hold him first. Then place it next to your wheelchair.

Fortunately, Ji Jue's wheelchair is big enough, and there are two people sitting side by side, but they are only slightly crowded, but they can sit down.

Feng Xingying has been on a plane, a flying beast, and it is the first time to take a flying chair!

"Shesheng Cliff!" Feeling that Ji Jue's breath was unstable, Feng Xingying hurriedly spoke.

Even the steamed buns didn't dare to disturb the master anymore, and obediently lay on Feng Xingying's lap and begged for a hug.

If you are tired, you can't be tired of the master!

Feng Xingying picked up the cat and touched her hairy fat head affectionately.

This is her white jade civet, the only relic left by her parents.

Why didn't she think that the steamed buns felt so good and the breath was so comfortable?

As if sensing Feng Xingying's enthusiasm, the steamed bun twisted his bloated body shyly.