Qianwan's expression was indifferent, and her thin lips were coldly pursed.

"Tell me about something."

The man at the head held a secret letter between his fingertips, and walked slowly towards her with steps that he didn't recognize his six relatives.

"It's been more than a month, Lord Priest, is your strangulation target still alive?"

The words were full of suspicion of her.

Qianwan raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly, "The time has not come." ”

"Oh," the man said, reaching out to rub the broken hair from his forehead behind his ear, "the elder is in a hurry." ”

Qianwan put her hands around her chest unexpectedly, "So what?" ”

The blood man's eyes sank, and the secret letter was directly thrown into the air, turning into a wisp of light smoke and disappearing without a trace.

There are three words written all over the body.

Come, find, stubble.

The faces of the two low-level bloods behind him changed slightly, and they looked at each other suspiciously.

Didn't the elders just ask them to come and push the progress of the work?

Why did Xiao Wangjue suddenly change his business?

I feel that the magnetic field of the first two bosses is not quite right.

The low-level blood clan tacitly took a few steps back and crouched under the corner......

Look at the lanterns.

Qianwan snorted lightly and casually hooked the corners of her lips, "I gave you a chance." ”

Raising his hand, a red flame floated in his palm, circling around the two of them.

The low-level blood clan coughed, and could vaguely see the blurred face of the little prince in the firelight.

The Blood Clan's gaze was a little subtle, his fingertips floating, weaving into a dense water net, and for a moment, it seemed to be imprisoned on the Azure Coast.

Beneath the sparkling surface of the water lurks danger, and soft, sharp water pours towards her.

The flame gradually extinguished.

Healing ...... Xijia.

Qianwan strode towards him, her eyes in her blood pupils dyed with extreme coldness.

It is really a noble Xijia who has a relationship with the blood royal family......

The corners of Qianwan's mouth hooked contemptuously.

The red lotus blooms under his feet, the shore collapses, and the tide recedes.

The shattered ground, the fire of hell bubbling with ghosts, the terrible roar came from the cracks, the wreckage of skeletons, ghost-faced undead, and the disgusting bloody images made the prince change color.

Her mental power......

Unexpectedly......

So strong?

It was able to reverse his soul attack, but instead stabbed the illusion in his mind.

Or the most unbearable for him.

The image of his delicate skin turning into a skeleton!

This woman is really bad.

Is it because of the drug, and the soul power has risen too much, a little bit!

Xiluo snorted lightly, waved his hand, and surrendered in time, "Okay, okay, I still can't beat you." ”

Qianwan withdrew her hand, and the shattered ground gradually merged, and the surrounding area returned to empty and dark streets.

The lantern is crumbling.

Stretching out two fingers at him, he said coldly, "Secret letter." ”

"Don't be so indifferent, people finally came out to see you!"

Handsome for only three seconds, Xiluo immediately revealed his original form, trotted over and grabbed her arm affectionately.

"The elder just wants me to urge you to catch up, recently someone has been blowing the wind in his ears, saying that you are going to betray the Night Forest, and he is tired of listening."

The corners of Qianwan's mouth twitched.

From Ai Qianwan's memory, the background of this person was slowly pulled out.

The royal family of the blood clan, the healing blood clan, the soul power level is medium to high, and the west is high.

Pampered by the elders of the Blood Clan - the little prince who was drowned.

Very good.

The original owner's impression of him was that he was sick......

“…… Oh. ”

Xiluo secretly tugged at her sleeve and stared at her pitifully, "Priest Ai, take me in......"

Qianwan turned around and left, "No." ”

"Hmph, don't think I don't know, you have a floor and only raise two blood slaves," Xiluo pouted, "This king is as beautiful as a flower, his posture is top-notch, he sleeps in your bed, you should be pampered and held day and night." ”

The lower blood clan silently covered their ears.

Looking up at the lantern, it was as if I could see a flower.

Ay...... Elder......

Qianwan glanced at him, snorted, and disappeared with a gust of wind.

"Oh, woman...... It's really heartfelt......"

Siro pulled down his cloak, but the anger in his eyes was bottomless, "I actually forgot to ask me, who sent the news to the elders......"

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(End of chapter)