Chapter 621: Wen Heng's Story (31)

Xue Wushuang's eyes were shocked, and her body couldn't help but soften, Xue Ling Palace was her life, and Lonely Evil had always done what she said, "Ahem...... Loneliness, I didn't lie to you...... Ahem......"

The strength of the lonely squeeze on Xue Wushuang's neck gradually increased, and Xue Wushuang's flower-like face was as miserable as a blank piece of paper, and finally she said three words with great difficulty.

Lonely Shah's face changed suddenly, and the next second he returned to his usual Lone Shah, and after throwing Xue Wushuang on the ground, he left mercilessly.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Xue Wushuang on the ground seemed to be reborn, inhaling heavily, her chest rising and falling, and at the same time she looked at the lonely back, and she was still a little afraid.

is worthy of the man she fancies! After Xue Wushuang calmed down, the corners of his mouth hooked up a weird smile, but not long after this smile was revealed, someone panicked and crawled to report.

"Report ...... Palace Master, it's not good! A person hurriedly ran towards Xue Wushuang, but he ran too violently, did not brake the brake, and directly knocked down Xue Wushuang.

Xue Wushuang, who was knocked down, her face was blue and white, white and black, and her body exuded a cold aura, she didn't have a good temper, and the person who came rudely knocked her to the ground, and threw herself into her arms, and her head was still pressed against her...... Place!

"Get out of here!" Xue Wushuang took a deep breath, and hit the person who came far away with one palm, only to see blood overflowing from the corner of the man's mouth, and he said with a dying breath: "Report ...... Palace Master, the east side of the Snow Spirit Palace is completely destroyed! ”

"What did you say?!" Xue Wushuang suddenly flashed forward, grabbed the man's placket tightly, and a pair of bewitching Danfeng eyes turned out to be a look of disbelief.

It's a pity that that person has already fainted, and after Xue Wushuang glanced at it in disgust, he threw that person away, and rushed to the east of the Snow Spirit Palace in a flash.

Lonely! You've done a great job!

Xue Wushuang saw that the east side of the Snow Spirit Palace was like ruins, filled with the smell of fire, and as soon as the wind blew, there was heat on her cheeks, and her hands unconsciously clenched into a fist.

All the elixirs she had painstakingly collected for five years had been destroyed by the Nether Fire.

It's impossible to say no! But Xue Wushuang tried to calm himself and took a deep breath, while a thought kept growing in his heart.

"Come on, clean up here, three days later, the main palace will see that this place is the same as usual!" Xue Wushuang commanded coldly and sharply, as if he had sprinkled his anger on them.

"Yes! Palace Master. ”

The more Xue Wushuang looked, the more upset he felt, and he simply left to look for those destroyed elixirs again.

At this time, Qingji and Rong Mubai in the Warcraft Forest were still in the middle of the Warcraft Forest, constantly circling in circles.

"Rong Mubai, what do you want to do?" Qingji glared at Rong Mubai, holding back his anger.

If she remembers correctly, she's been to this place three times!

"Little Qingji, I don't want to do anything, I want to tell you something."

"Say!"

"We seem to ...... Lost. Rong Mubai looked innocent.

Qingji took a deep breath, this guy definitely did it on purpose, what do you mean by seeming to get lost?! They're going around in circles in one place early in the morning!

"Really?" Qingzhipi didn't smile, and deliberately approached Rong Mubai, "Rong Mubai, you say, did you do it on purpose?" Don't want me to go deep into the Warcraft Forest? ”

"Little Qingji, it's my first time in the Warcraft Forest." Rong Mubai smiled embarrassedly at Qingji.

"Okay, for the sake of the demonic beasts we encountered along the way have been solved by you, I won't bother with you." Qingji looked at the surrounding environment, and there was a faint sense of melancholy, because it was starting to fog up, and the surroundings were not so real.