"Look for death!" With a flick of the Saint King's wrist, an iron bead flew out from his sleeve, directly knocking out the two rows of white teeth of Wuhua and shooting into her mouth.

Wuhua was caught off guard by the sudden iron beads, and took a few steps backwards.

Li Qingxian took the opportunity to pull Su Yuexian over, hugged her and quickly jumped off the altar.

"This ...... What is this? Wuhua looked at the Holy King in horror, and the iron bead in her mouth was lying on the base of her tongue like a barb, and she couldn't swallow or spit it out. Saliva and blood continued to flow from her mouth, and she fell to the ground in agony, her fingers clenching her throat desperately.

"Is it your hands and feet that are moving on the hippa?" The Holy King's eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and he approached Wuhua step by step, his voice was hoarse and cold, "Hand over the antidote." ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness is so confused." Wuhua raised her head in a cold sweat, stared at the Holy King and said with difficulty, "In this world...... Obviously, only His Majesty is the most sincere person to treat you...... That, that woman never had you in her eyes! ”

"Give me the antidote!" The Holy King slapped his palm angrily, and a few blood marks appeared on his snow-white cheeks, and blood beads bubbled out and rolled down, blurry.

"Your Majesty, she has worked hard to protect you, but what about you? Mess it all up for a woman who doesn't love you! Your Highness, don't be afraid to look at yourself now! Although the pronunciation of the words is not very neat, Wuhua still said unrelentingly.

The Holy King is like a flammable and explosive explosive at the moment, where can he listen to it. went up directly to search her, and sure enough, I found two bottles. There are small pieces of paper pasted on them, one with "Hair Removal Cream" and the other with "Silver Throat Throat Piece".

Presumably, these two porcelain bottles contained antidote that could unlock the strange poison on Su Yuexian's body.

"Your Highness! You—You can't kill a slave or a maid...... Slave and Your Majesty are your ......" Losing the bargaining chips to protect herself, Wuhua began to panic.

"Mouth cannon." The Saint King's thin lips opened lightly, and he spat out two words without warmth.

Mouth cannon?! Before Wuhua could react, she only felt a tightness in her throat, her lips were numb, and then the wind was blowing under her feet, rising from the ground, and she instantly lost consciousness in mid-air.

Su Yuexian, who was beaten by Li Qingxian and ran away all the way, looked back and saw the smoke rushing to the sky on the high sacrificial platform. Wuhua's whole person flew into the sky like a rocket.

“……”

Could this be the legendary "mouth cannon"?!

I've heard the Holy King mention it inadvertently before. This "mouth cannon" is his latest weapon, which is thrown into the mouth of the enemy and detonated with great power.

Su Yuexian looked at Wuhua spinning in the sky like a propeller, and a large cold sweat dripped from her forehead. This thing must be the most powerful weapon among the Saint King's many useless inventions.

She glanced at Li Qingxian worriedly, and gestured with her fingers to his chest, signaling him to run quickly.

"Don't leave my !!" The Holy King raised his head to the sky and roared, grabbing a bundle of spears in the hands of the guards in front of him with a squeak, and tossing them to the ground like a mountain of seas.

Taking advantage of this moment, he stepped out of the railing of the altar and landed firmly on the ground.

Then with both hands, the Saint King rushed towards Li Qingxian and them at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint.

Damn, this amazing explosiveness couldn't help but Li Qingxian scolded in his heart.

Why is it that even a male supporting actor is like a hanging? Could it be that the Holy King is not a beast, but blackened due to virus interference?!

It would be nice if Han Meng was here at this time, after all, his laptop that doesn't even leave his can detect and locate viruses.

Su Yuexian looked at the Saint King who was getting closer and closer to them, and anxiously took out an apple from his chest......

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Qingxian's eyes, and he gasped and said, "I'm not hungry!" ”

“……”

It's not for you! Su Yuexian snorted at him speechlessly, Li Qingxian turned his head attentively, and Su Yuexian took the opportunity to smash the apple in his hand towards the Holy King.

The apple smashed into the Saint King's knee and split in half.

The Holy King tilted his body and fell to the ground defenselessly. Seeing that the person in front of him was within reach of him for a long distance again, the Holy King was completely furious.

He looked up, and his gaze fell on Li Qingxian's ass/thigh. The corners of his mouth suddenly raised a sneer, and he threw out the last iron bead in his sleeve.

！！！

Su Yuexian, who was carried on her shoulder by Li Qingxian's changed arm, immediately discovered the iron bead that flew at great speed. However, she was poisoned, and she couldn't make a sound in her throat, so she could only be so anxious that she kept patting Li Qingxian's shoulder to signal him to lie down.

Saint King, this is to make the mouth cannon become a chrysanthemum cannon?!

"The owner!! We're here to save you!! ”

At this moment, the sound of beast hooves was heard not far away. The long sound of trumpets sounded over everyone's heads through the cold wind.

This is the sound of the horn that represents the twilight mountain!

A slender figure sensitively rushed over first, turned a somersault on the top of Su Yuexian Li Qingxian's head, and began to turn into a beast before it landed, turning into a giant beast with a head and a building in just a few seconds.

"Mandala?"

Li Qingxian recognized this little Lori, who was the super meat shield that was still uninjured and standing last time in Immortal Mountain, even if he was constantly whipped by his poisonous whip. The hidden monster in the copy of Twilight Mountain is a terrifying existence.

The iron beads of the Holy King hit the mandala's legs, which were several times thicker than the elephant's, like feathers tickling, and finally rolled back to the ground.

The mandala stepped on the iron orb, and the orb burst under her feet, but it only let out a "poof" like a muffled fart.

And then there was no then.

"......" The Holy King's eyes were full of pride for the new invention, and the light disappeared in an instant.

"Sister goddess, my mother-in-law said that she wanted the mandala to follow you in the future, why did my sister leave alone? No matter where you go in the future, you have to take the mandala with you, okay? The mandala will listen to the words of the goddess sister......" The beastly mandala more than three meters tall pointed at his fingers, and his voice was delicate and coquettish towards Su Yuexian.

This scene is even more terrifying than Li Qingxian's just now if he was hit by an iron ball in the bull's-eye. But...... Why did Su Yuexian cry?

She opened her mouth and couldn't make any sound. Tears fell again, and this time she was moved.

Although the clansmen of the Twilight Mountain do not have the ability to resist a hundred beasts, they do not have as many 500,000 troops as the empress. They just did what they could, rallied together, and traveled long distances to save her. Not afraid of life and death, give it a go.

"Goddess Leader, we are here to help you!" They raised their weapons in their hands and shouted loudly.

A tall red-gold beast walked out of the crowd, it shook the snow on its mane, and walked towards Su Yuexian loyally.

It turns out that this is what Ah Gu said, "Twilight Mountain will always be your strongest backing".

That boy had been giving everything he had most dear to her.

"Xiao Jin, take the goddess first. Here'...... I" Li Qingxian had just hugged Su Yuexian to the back of the golden-haired beast, and before he finished speaking, he heard a miserable scream from the Saint King behind him.

It turned out that Mandala, who was the patriarch of the beast clan, was beating the descendant of the patriarch of the beast clan, His Royal Highness the Holy King.

Meng and Meng are almost the same in pronunciation, but the strength is really too bad.

"Where did the big male bear come out! Hurry up and let His Highness down!! ”

"Mandala is a lovely girl!"

"Don't you big bear understand people? If you don't let go of Your Highness, Your Highness will kill you now! ”

"Hmph, if you say that the mandala is male, the mandala will be really angry!"

"Scratch Grab ......"

The Holy King used up all the hidden weapons on his body, but none of them could damage the thick-skinned mandala. In the end, he simply kept scratching her with his sharp nails.

"It's a familiar scene." Li Qingxian couldn't help frowning and said.

Isn't it? Su Yuexian looked at the Saint King who was only showing a furry head outside the huge palm of the mandala, and his current crazy appearance really looked like the kitten she and Li Qingxian raised together-moon cake.

Every time the moon cake catches the cat scratching the board and grinding the claws, it is also like this.