The snow ginseng doll put down the wine glass, and ran to the door with her little short legs and grimaced at her: "Ugly monster, don't shout here, get out." ”

Zhan Yuemei said with a crying voice: "Little boy, I really can't walk, my feet hurt so much." ”

The snow ginseng doll blinked at her legs: "Give you a pill, get out." ”

With a flick of his fingers, he flicked something into Yuemei's mouth.

The speed was so fast, Zhan Yuemei didn't even have a chance to react!

However, Zhan Yuemei didn't feel afraid, in her opinion, it was possible for a child to really give her a pill in order to let her go.

Even if it wasn't a true elixir, it would be impossible for such a young child to stuff her with poison.

Even Zhan Fengzi felt the same: "It's too ...... to waste a pill for her."

Before the words fell, Zhan Yuemei burst out with a terrible scream, fell to the ground and rolled while scratching his face with his nails, and scratched his face to the point of disfigurement in less than a moment!

Zhan Fengzi: "......"

Stunned for a moment, she touched her arm: "I decided to take back what I just said." ”

The accomplices of the Ten Thousand People's Palace who were in ambush and were secretly preparing to wait for Zhan Yuemei's signal were all taken aback when they saw this, and they didn't care about waiting for the signal, so they rushed out in a swarm, either to rescue Zhan Yuemei, or to rush into each room separately.

Each room, at least two people, and at least one warrior king!

They all had maces in their hands, but they were slightly different in size and shape, and the spikes of the mace shimmered in the dark night, obviously quenched with poison.

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a touch of coldness: "This time it's bloody!" ”

Zhan Fengzi didn't look good, and he didn't have time to care about what Luo Qingyin said, and his body rushed towards Tang Lu's room like the wind.

She didn't care about Tang Lu.

But Zhan Fuyao is in his room!

Luo Qingyin watched Zhan Fengzi's figure disappear calmly, and before she could move, a martial king wearing a night robe suddenly attacked in front of her, holding a mace in his hand, carrying the power of ambush, and slamming it head-on!

"Truly, the weakest one was caught by me, and it can be beaten into mud with a stick!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Luo Qingyin's eyes.

She's the weakest?

It's too clumsy!

A smile bloomed on Luo Qingyin's face: "Really? Give it a try! ”

His eyes flashed with flame-like light, and with a flip of his palm, the blue ball turned into a long sword, and the cold light was thousands of miles, straight to the end!

While!

Under the impact, the Martial King's mouth shook violently, and an incomparably pure power swept from the long sword, his face changed, and he couldn't help but look at Luo Qingyin in shock.

The mace was originally a heavy weapon among weapons, and his mace was the most important thing, he took advantage of the situation and planned to make a move, but was blocked back by a clear sword.

The other party's cultivation is far inferior to him, it's incredible!

Could there be something mysterious about her sword?

Zhan Yuemei mentioned it when she asked them to make a move, and there was a very strangely shaped talisman urging spirit treasure in her hand, which might be a holy product, and his eyes immediately showed a greedy light.

This sword, he must get it!

Luo Qingyin didn't give him a chance to react, he pulled the long sword, slashed the air, and struck away like lightning!

Looking at the movements, it is obviously light and agile, but the sword momentum that can be brought out is like thunder!

A sharp and light sword was used to produce an incomparable effect like a heavy sword!

While!

The Martial King's eyes were still staring at her sword, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he hurriedly swung out another mace to block the attack.

But where did he think that this sword was heavier than the previous one?

Mao Dun Literature