465.Chapter 465: A Thousand Years of Dream [3]

He snorted coldly, as if on purpose, and only let go of Yun Wan after a while, his body turned rapidly, and with a kick of spiritual power, he kicked hard into Sikong Tian's heart

Sikong poured out a mouthful of blood and lay on the wet avenue and wailed continuously. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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"What are you doing" Yun Wan was startled by his sudden fierceness, and wanted to help Sikong Tian up, but was dragged by Ji Yeqi.

He stared at her coldly, his eyes full of warning.

"This is my friend, he's badly wounded, let me bandage him."

Sikong Tian's body is still bleeding, and if he is left alone like this, I am afraid that he will lose too much blood and die

As if he had heard a very funny joke, he waved the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Sikong Tilt.

"Friend, as the Venerable of the Imperial Divine Palace, actually said that this monster is your friend, do you think that His Highness will not dare to attack the people in the Divine Palace?"

Yun Wan frowned, a little annoyed: "How can you say that he is a monster"

"Everyone knows that the Witch Emperor clan is only half human, and their bloodline is very dirty, which is close to the maroon color of black blood"

After that, the strength in his hand increased, and he almost crushed Yun Wan's hand bones, and the arrogant Eleventh Highness couldn't see anyone sympathizing with the Witch Emperor clan the most

Yun Wan's wrist was pinched by him and the pain was unbearable, and Huo Da gathered spiritual power to contend with him.

He smiled lightly and condensed his spiritual power, and the pressure of spiritual power on his body forced her to hurt all over her body.

"White Night didn't tell you, in the Empire, don't go against His Highness?"

Yun Wan gritted her teeth and endured the pain, staring at him stubbornly, her eyes filled with grievances.

Somehow, looking at Yun Xuan's eyes, he couldn't help but let go, but the words he said were still vicious: "Next time you dare to help this monster, Your Highness will definitely kill you"

He let go of her, snatched the jade box from her arms, and handed it to the sergeant on the side: "Send the pill in the box and give it to the sergeant who has fallen for witchcraft." ”

"Yes." The sergeant took the order and left.

Yun Wan only knew at this moment that the elixir in the jade box was used by the soldiers to relieve witchcraft.

As soon as his thoughts were closed, his eyes turned lightly, and he fell on Sikong Tilt, who was prostrate on the ground, bleeding non-stop, and the four years of friendship on Qishan made Yun Juan really unable to see Sikong Tilt suffering and not help him.

However, she couldn't beat Ji Yeqi, and the Ji Ya in front of her didn't seem to remember her.

No longer pity her, some are just ruthless

She couldn't help Sikong Tian, and she didn't know where she was, and she was forgotten by familiar people, and the grievances in her eyes gradually deepened, so she only raised her eyes and stared at Ji Yeqi quietly.

And he, speaking to the sergeant beside him, was nothing more than accusing them of not stopping her from breaking the iron cage.

The familiar handsome face is not gentle in the virtual realm, only cold.

She took a few steps forward in a daze, and raised her hand to touch his forehead, where she didn't know when, there was a flaming blue mark.

"Himeya"

syllable

Her hand was slapped away by him, and the anger in her deep eyes did not decrease: "You want to honor Your Highness"

She held the hand that was hurting, her eyes were dark, and she lowered her head slightly, looking at the Spirit Killing Sword in his hand.

With the same appearance and the same sword, he is Ji Yeqi.

It's just that he doesn't know her now.

Looking at her delicate face, full of depression, his heart was filled with a touch of unbearability, and his tone softened: "Don't do it again next time." ”

Yun Wan looked at him, silent, and after a while, he frowned, this familiar face was a little childish.

She suddenly thought of something and asked eagerly, "How old are you?"

"That's what you should ask"

The voice in Yun Wan's head sounded again: Everyone in the empire knows that His Highness Eleventh is seventeen years old this year

Her forehead was in sharp pain again, her eyes were dark, her body was shaky, His Royal Highness Eleventh hurriedly supported her, and said angrily: "If you say two words, you will faint"

His big palm caressed her Chengling acupoint, injecting spiritual power for her, and when she regained consciousness, he wrapped his arms around her waist and landed on Qingluan's back in the blink of an eye