Chapter 1711: Remember

It was Mo Zun who caught the little prince, and the strength of the phoenix was too strong, and it was estimated that only he could bear the people present.

"Mother's kiss-" The little prince was hugged by Mo Zun, and immediately stretched out two fleshy little hands, wanting to grab the phoenix and pull it lightly.

Mo Zun immediately glared at him, this little guy is indeed very good-looking, from now on, raise him well, teach him personally, grow up, let him marry his millet, in fact, it is not bad.

The little prince naturally didn't know that Mo Zun had such an idea in his heart in an instant, a pair of beautiful purple eyes, staring at the back of the phoenix without blinking, his small fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was about to release thunder, the king's father was not here, he couldn't let anyone bully his mother!

Helplessly, Mo Zun is a pervert, and his strength is terrifying, and even he can't break free.

At this moment, the mermaid queen rushed up with the mermaid clan who was not shattered by the phoenix.

Immediately, the entire isolated island launched a slaughter mode.

Huang Qingwan, also at this time, came to Fusang.

The two, for the first time in such a way, face to face.

The distance between them was too close, so close to Fusang's silver hair, and the sea breeze could sweep it to Huang's face.

Fusang stood with his hands in his hands, staring at her with faint eyes, and the corners of his lips finally raised a little, "You really look very similar to Laurel Xiaomo." ”

Huang didn't move, raised his red eyes, and asked, "Are you already dead?" ”

Fusang was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you say? ”

"I have always regarded you as the most powerful god in the world, and you have been occupied by a fierce god, but you haven't even resisted at all, I don't know what kind of mood Xiao Mo Niang will feel when she knows."

Huang lightly said, and sure enough, in Fusang's silver eyes, the light fluctuated a few times, like a microwave on the surface of a lake, and slowly stopped.

"Laurel Xiaomohe-what a stupid woman-" The light in Fusang's eyes fell silent, dyed with the darkness that only a fierce god can have, and he didn't immediately pull his hand at Huang, but just looked at her faintly, and said, "We have been entangled for endless years, and it should be an end to it." ”

When the words fell, I saw his slender fingers, like white jade, stretch out and wave, and gently pull them towards the phoenix.

Huang lightly pulled her heart down, stepped a little, and her body quickly leaned back, and Fusang's jade fingers as sharp as daggers just shaved off a strand of bright blue hair next to her ear.

didn't wait for Fusang to withdraw his hand, but saw Huang Qingwan suddenly turn around, a slender hand, in turn, tightly clasped Fusang's wrist, and as soon as she used her strength, even a green mountain had to be crushed.

Fusang's figure was picturesque, a silver robe fluttering, and she pulled her fiercely.

Huang Qing's body was shrouded in gorgeous blue light, and from her body, a faint fragrance of laurel emanated, covering the smell of blood on the entire isolated island.

"Do you still remember, the little lady in the mountains of Begonia, do you still remember, for you alone, the little desert mother who arrived in front of the millions of fierce people in the wilderness! Do you remember that you missed her for two lifetimes! You're still you, Fuso! Huang Qingwan shouted while pulling Fusang towards the isolated island, the red eyes were stained with blood, and at this time, from her, an absolutely powerful terrifying aura emanated, as if the world was enveloped.

The fierce god controlled Fusang's body with the original god, and the power of Fusang as a god was not weakened in the slightest, and Huang Qingwan was not sure that he could win him, so he had to find a way to awaken his own original god and fight against the fierce god.