She chuckled a little smugly.

Si Xueyi did not refute Feng Yueli's opinion, and restored Mo Feiyao's spiritual power.

He wanted to see if Feng Yueli would surprise him again.

Feng Yueli was covered in blood, and the Xuanbing Rope was transformed into twenty.

Due to the cold air brought by the Xuanbing Cable, the surrounding air almost condensed.

Mo Feiyao was a little timid, and in order not to lose face, she pretended to be calm.

Feng Yueli let go of the Xuanbing rope in her hand, and Mo Feiyao's water sleeve strangled her rope fiercely.

Who would have expected that the Xuanbing rope would break the water sleeve, and the water sleeve would be shattered immediately.

Mo Feiyao has no weapons, and she can't beat Feng Yueli at all.

She wanted to run away, and escaped from the regent's palace with light skills.

Feng Yueli wanted to catch up, but Si Xueyi stopped her with her bare hands: "Xiaoli, you can't catch up like this at all, not to mention that you are injured again, or not!" ”

Yueli used the Xuanbing Suo to consume spiritual power, and she had a weak cold voice: "You don't need to care!! ”

Before, the old man said that her blood had the effect of automatically healing wounds, and she didn't need to worry about this problem.

She used to be like this every day in the 21st century, and when she was injured, she went on a mission.

What's more, it was Mo Feiyao who hurt her little wound.

Feng Yueli disappeared in a flash.

On the outskirts of the capital, Mo Feiyao was chased by Feng Yueli and had nowhere to escape.

Feng Yueli fell from the sky, full of aura.

At the corner of Yueli's mouth, a faint sneer floated: "Where does Concubine Mo want to escape?" ”

From the first glance, Feng Yueli knew that Mo Feiyao's face was deliberately disguised to look like her.

Or else? In a place like this in ancient times, it was impossible for someone to look exactly the same without blood relations.

Rong Yumo is very good at finding a way.

Mo Feiyao threatened Feng Yueli and said: "Don't approach me, if you dare to kill me, the emperor will definitely not let you go!" ”

Rong Yumo won't let her go? Yueli seemed to have heard a very big joke.

People like Rong Yumo, I don't know how many people under his command want to use him to get to the top, and there are people who try their best to please him every day.

Will he remember the man he once sent to spy on others?

It's a big deal that I feel like she's dead, and there's no pity.

Yueli in order to prevent Mo Feiyao from jumping off the cliff.

The Xuanbing rope in his hand was thrown into the air, and Mo Feiyao was frightened by the sudden attack.

The next moment, she was covered with a chill all over her body.

The chill crept from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her shiver.

Blood slowly spilled from the corners of her mouth.

Just when she was about to suffocate, Feng Yueli let go of her with the Xuanbing Rope.

Yueli's eyes drooped slightly: "This face of yours, I'm afraid it's easy to understand, right?" ”

Let Feng Yueli poke at the sore spot, Mo Feiyao refused to admit it even in this situation: "No, this is my face, it's just that you look like me, you are jealous of me, envy me, hate me, and jealous that I have such a peerless face, so you are easy to disguise." ”

When she said this, she was very serious, and her eyes were full of hatred.

Feng Yueli withdrew the Xuanbing rope, approached Mo Feiyao step by step, and glanced at her face.

That's the great sorrow of the world.

It's okay to deceive others by yourself, but it's okay to deceive and deceive her so much that she even believes herself.

Mo Feiyao crawled on the ground and retreated: "What do you want to do?" Feng Yueli, who do you think you are? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yueli exerted her spiritual power.

Mo Feiyao's face was frantic with pain, and she rolled on the ground like a madman. Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the future