The wind howled, blowing the corners of her skirt into the air, and suddenly two huge ice dragons circled around her, and she rode the wind away and pounced on the battlefield——!

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and Qiao Shuying finally repelled the enemy army.

Exhausted, she returned to the palace and entered the dungeon to meditate.

There is only one way to return to the deer list and regain the trust of Tianzun! She personally recaptured the god Moro in Sikong Huang's hands!!

So, Qiao Shuying handed over the life and death of the Inviting Moon Palace to the Imperial Seven Kills, and went to find Sikong Huang's whereabouts by himself.

But this Sikong Huang is much more cunning than she thought, the strength of the two is equal, but Sikong Huang just doesn't fight her head-on, after countless back and forth, Qiao Shuying only felt exhausted and returned to the Inviting Moon Palace.

A moment later, she stumbled upon her arms covered in dark scales. She was startled, "Why...... I obviously made a wish, why do I still ......"

Isn't it enough? She's going to have to keep killing, right...... Keep killing.

In the underground palace, Qiao Shuying used a dagger to torture and kill the two waiters who were still young. They were just servants bought by the Moon Palace, and their lives were naturally not worth mentioning to her.

Qiao Shuying's pale and hideous face was splashed with red and warm blood, and she looked at the mangled corpses of the two condescendingly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she rolled up her sleeves, she found that the scales on her body not only did not fade, but grew a lot!

The dagger fell to the ground with a clatter. Qiao Shuying knelt on the ground in panic and cried, tears rolling down and dripping on the terrible skin, "Why...... Why the hell is that!! ”

Suddenly, she heard a low sobbing sound from the cage next to her.

Yes...... She almost forgot that when it was time for lunch, she hadn't eaten him yet. Qiao Shuying's mind began to be a little confused, she picked up a large piece of flesh and blood on the ground, and then lifted the black cloth covering the cage.

The man inside, whose limbs were almost atrophied, sat on the ground, his originally handsome face was like a dry flower, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were blue and black. Where is the appearance of a handsome young man who was high-spirited in the academy back then.

Qiao Shuying saw him, there was endless tenderness in his eyes, in her eyes, no matter how ugly, dirty, and unbearable he was, he had always been the best Zimo brother, and he had never changed a single bit. "Brother Zimo...... Hungry, right? I'll feed you. ”

Everyone only knew that Donnie Yen's whereabouts were unknown after Qiao Shuying's return, but they didn't know that he was picked off by her, and he was imprisoned in the Shenxiao Sect's underground palace as a pet.

Donnie Yen looked at Qiao Shuying's face full of blood and the things in his hands and trembled with fright, his voice was hoarse and trembling: "You...... Don't come here! ”

"Don't you like to eat? Sister Shuying will go and do something else for you, okay? ”

Donnie Yen cried in despair.

Qiao Shuying threw herself on his chest, hugged his skinny body tightly, and sobbed softly: "Brother Zimo doesn't love Shuying anymore?" Didn't you say that your parents ordered the matchmaker to marry me? Do you remember that you were nine years old when you said this to me? I always remember it......" Qiao Shuying smiled like an innocent and cute child.

"You're crazy, you're crazy...... If you let me go, I beg you, I beg you......"

(End of chapter)