I saw the small cloth bag shake and spew out a puff of white smoke. The white smoke is composed of countless fine white particles, which are sprayed like this, all of them are sprinkled into the sky, and then fall into all corners of the Prince's Mansion, and finally drill into everyone's head with precision.

The cloister pavilion, the east hall, the Zhengming courtyard...... As soon as everyone in the Prince's Mansion was stained with white particles, they suddenly turned into a cloud of white smoke and floated over, all the way into this small cloth bag. It's hard to imagine that a sackcloth bag the size of a pillow can hold more than 300 people up and down the prince's mansion!

Jiu Mingmei has seen a lot of immortal weapons like "Bailing Bag", and she doesn't feel unusual. It's just that Feng Qianji took it this time and put everyone in the Prince's Mansion into it, leaving only Feng Yilang who was fixed here, but it made her wonder.

"Cleaning is over," Feng Qianji tied the lark bag, hung it on the treetops, and stretched his waist, "You can calm down and hit a dozen!" ”

Oh, that's what he did!

Jiu Mingmei smiled brightly, and suddenly felt comfortable, and with a flick of her slender fingertips, she popped out the Beizhi fan. The red plum painted on the fan shone brightly, just like her smile at the moment.

"The two ends on the left, yours, and the seven on the right are mine." Jiu Mingmei assigned the task, and then kicked and flew up.

Feng Qianji shook his head, stretched out a slender index finger from the sleeve of the wide purple robe, waved it lightly, and said with a smile: "Whoever grabs it will be whoever!" ”

Each of the nine heads of the lion is larger than a human body. They have sharp fangs, fierce attacks, and extraordinary copper skin and iron bones, and they can't even help sharp immortal weapons, so they are really not easy to deal with. Capture the thief and capture the king first, Jiu Mingmei made a decision immediately, and chose the largest head in the center, and it was also the head that was most convenient to rescue Shu Ziyu.

The North Branch Fan crackled and exploded, flashing two rays of light, like two sharp knives piercing the lion's eyeballs. However, despite its size, the lion is not bulky. It reacted quickly, flashed to the left, and dodged.

Jiu Mingmei smiled, waved his fan, and suddenly thousands of plum knives stabbed in the direction of the lion's dodge. This round of attacks was less than half a second away from the previous round, and out of inertia, the huge body of the lion couldn't dodge the second time in such a short time, and it actually met the thousand eight hundred plum knives!

Feng Qianji touched his cheeks, he had tasted the power of this plum knife, even if he had been raising the medicine powder for so many days, the wound would sometimes ache faintly. The lion suffered so many plum knives**, but there was no reaction, as if this was not a knife, but a piece of soft petals, knocking on the body, no pain or itching.

Jiu Mingmei frowned, it was really copper-skinned and iron-clad, so difficult!

The nine big heads of the lion suddenly gathered in one place, and they all grew into a bloody mouth, howling, and biting at her! The wind whistled in her mouth, blowing her dress and headband messily, and her whole body was blown back by the wind, almost blowing into the sky. She held herself in the air, smiling coldly, staring at the lion's head in the center with a pair of phoenix eyes, clenching her fists.

Nine large mouths of blood poured forward from the front, and the big mouth in the center instantly engulfed her small body.

Suddenly, the lion's head in the center was raised back, its mouth opened wide, and it wailed. A small body sprang out of its mouth, and with it, a sharp canine tooth the size of a human figure.

Jiu Mingmei's hands were stained with blood, which was the beast blood that burst out of the lion's mouth.

A toothache is not a disease, it hurts to die!

The lion was inexplicably extracted from its teeth, and it was crazy in pain, the lion's head swayed twistedly, and its body swayed wildly. With a flick of his limbs and hooves, he smashed through a row of houses on the north side of the cloister in one fell swoop!

I only heard a boom and collapse, and there was another ruin. Fortunately, Feng Qianji had already put all the people in the Prince's Mansion into the Bailing bag, otherwise, in the process of subduing the lion, I don't know how many people would die in a daze!

The lion twisted its head, and soon opened its mouth wide again and bit it again, this time, the beast's eyes were dyed scarlet with pain and resentment!

Jiu Mingmei clasped her palms together and rubbed them vigorously, and actually rubbed out a ten-meter-long thick hemp rope from the blood in her palms. Holding one end of the rope in her right hand, she flung it from the bottom up in mid-air, and the rope suddenly went around the lion's neck, and the other end came up and fell into her left palm.

Jiu Mingmei grasped the hemp rope head, and in order to ensure that it was strong, she wrapped it around her arms twice. She put her feet on the back of the lion's neck, where the lion's vision was blind. She grinned, pulled the twine, and strangled the lion's neck.

The lion is huge and powerful, and can throw people into the sky when they earn at will. But unfortunately, what it encountered today was the plum god Jiu Mingmei, who was known for its "barbarism" in the Three Realms!

"Little lion, you're very good× you!"

Jiu Mingmei obviously felt the strength of this lion, and was almost thrown out several times. She clenched her teeth fiercely, her arms tightened, and her feet kept looking for a point of focus to make her stand firmer. Her eyes were as bright as fire, shining with a dazzling brilliance, well, she was always like this when she was fighting, not too surprised, really.

No matter how the lion earns or throws it, it can't shake off the little girl on the back of the neck, and the hemp rope has a tendency to get tighter and tighter. The lion's head in the center was forced to lean back and shake incessantly.

The other eight heads got angry and turned their faces to bite her. Suddenly, the heads of the eight lions felt black, and they were covered by eight large purple cloth bags at the same time!

Feng Qianji carried the purple gauze hat, flew over gracefully, and tied the big cloth bags on the lion's head one by one, and tied them sturdy. He threw a big wink at Jiu Mingmei, and suddenly felt a little unhappy, covered by this purple veil, no one could see how calm and calm he was at this time. It's a pity that it's a wonderful opportunity to establish your own image, sad urging, sad urging.

Uh, →_→... Jiu Mingmei actually wanted to complain, this seems to be a common trick used by unpopular little hooligans when they sneak attack people.

However, the means are not very clever, but they are very useful. The lion's eight heads were all invisible, and he opened his mouth to howl and wanted to bite off the cloth bag that covered his head, but he couldn't focus at all. It fluttered in rage, its hooves scrawling around, and its nine lion's tails flicking everywhere. Unfortunately, the only remaining intact house in the Prince's Mansion has almost collapsed. The once beautiful garden has also become a mess of flowers and plants.

Jiu Mingmei saw that the tail of the lion was very **, and suddenly had a plan, gritted her teeth, kicked her feet, jumped backwards, and landed on the back of the lion. The hemp rope in the palm was slightly extended, and the restraint on the neck was not loosened at all. She trotted briskly on the back of the lion, caught sight of the top tail of her buttocks, and jumped over at once. She clung to her tail and refused to go down no matter how much she shook it.