217Chapter 217: The Art of Soul Dementorship [2]

But Chongfeng didn't take the Son of Heaven in his eyes at all, and he was ambitious and wanted to replace him.

No wonder Gongsun Qi wanted to kill him, such a rebellious person, how could he not kill him?

However, it doesn't matter to her whether she kills or not, the bloodline of this body comes from Chongfeng, so she won't do it anyway.

Now Chongkui is only thinking about how to escape.

It's really a thousand calculations, almost ruined, I didn't expect Wu Li to leave such a hand, and he could actually use guò breath to find and track her!

The alchemist is really a terrifying existence that cannot be offended.

There was still a long time before dawn, and as long as Chongfeng left with those masters, she would have a chance.

Chongkui waited silently in the dark, waiting until it was completely quiet outside, and then she quietly got up and went to the cupboard to rummage through something.

Although she is not unable to make money, nor is she greedy for money, but after leaving the heavy mansion, she works hard alone, but she does not have the current treatment of stretching out her hands and eating to open her mouth, and her basic life always has to be maintained.

When she was in Anping City, she gave up a lot of wealth, and after coming to Handan, she didn't care too much about her possessions.

If she had known that she was going to run away so early, she would have saved more private money.

Right now...... Some jewelry, you can't take it away, and you will be tracked after using it!

Gold marbles, this one can be carried.

Chongkui quickly packed a small bag of money, put it in the Sumeru mustard seed talisman, took the remaining snacks on the table, and quietly lurked out.

She is gone, what will Qi Lu do in the future?

Chongkui thought about it, and went around to the guest house, and had inquired about where Qi Lu lived before, so he touched it lightly.

The room was pitch black, and the kid was probably sleeping.

"Fawn, fawn. He called twice, but there was no answer.

Stinky boy, sleep so deadly that the enemy doesn't even notice when he comes?

The apprentices she taught couldn't do that.

Chongkui touched the side of the bed, a quilt, cold, no one!

Didn't come back?

Thinking about it, Qi Lu has been working hard to practice the swordsmanship she taught, and since the last time she said that he didn't have to make money, he has worked even harder.

Now, I'm afraid I'm still practicing outside.

Leave a message first to avoid missing it with him.

Chongkui tore off a piece of it casually, and wrote a few crooked words in the dark: The old place outside the city, come quickly.

I just finished writing, and before I had time to appreciate the words I wrote, suddenly my chest felt like I was hit hard by something, and it hurt!

Chongkui frowned, and suddenly fell to one knee on the ground, a fishy sweetness came up in her throat, but she restrained herself and did not spit it out.

However, the written strip of cloth slipped from her hand and fell under the bed, and Chongkui wanted to reach for it, but suddenly the stuffy pain in her chest attacked her fiercely again!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, what's wrong......

No one is attacking her here, and there is no aura of a master!

Shigekui's eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and she stared deadly ahead.

What's going on?

Calm down for a moment, and then ...... The dull pain in his chest gradually shifted to his head, and his ears were buzzing, as if countless flies were flying!

Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz......

The constant roar of bass, and suddenly, something strangely intertwined into a peculiar tune......

Be...... Is anyone playing music?

Chongkui's eyes were red, his breathing was short, and the sweat on his forehead was falling down one by one.

What......'s wrong? It seems that he does not listen to his own call.