Chapter 213: Xue Lan Is Not Dead (2)

The witch god said disdainfully: "This princess in front of you is just a freak that the Qinglong people have spent tens of thousands of years using the amethyst coffin as a medium to absorb the aura of countless women. Don't you feel that she doesn't have any power to surrender to. ”

The man hesitantly approached the ice coffin.

"Princess Mitsuki is just a little girl. But her innate nobility and unchangeable blood have determined her identity. If she's really in front of you, let alone you, even I'm going to slow down my breath in the face of her pressure. ”

"Definitely. She didn't have that breath in her. The man softened, "I've seen her before. Because she is young, her control over her power has not reached the point of perfection. So often, in an uneasy way, her strength is already unbearable. ”

The man still remembers his embarrassment. It's just that as soon as they met, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he almost revealed the ugliness of his body in public. Dig a little deeper, in fact, the man still has resentment in his heart.

At that time, his fiancΓ©e was also present, and he was noisy about getting involved in the marriage afterwards. This incident has become the laughing stock of the entire Three Realms.

The witch god knew what the man in front of him was thinking with just a glance. Because he had also heard of the joke about the Three Realms. I heard that in the end, it was the woman who threatened her with death to dismiss the relationship.

"What do you want this puppet for, is there any use!" the man was dead!, the man breathed deeply. Calmed the tide in my heart.

"Who says it's useless?" the witch god pointed to the dissipating soul on the bed, "You see that, isn't it?"

Under the man's bewildered gaze, the witch god shoved the soul on the bed onto the shell in the ice coffin.

"The Witch Godβ€”" the man couldn't stop, "what are you doing here?"

The witch god clapped his hands: "You didn't see it, why bother asking." ”

The soul of the snow eagle, the body of the princess, what do you want to do this time?

The witch god smiled humorously: "Secret, you just wait." ”

Looking at the familiar appearance of the witch god as if he had caught his prey, the man was deeply saddened by the prey of the witch god. Encountering such a cold-blooded and ruthless god was the beginning of their catastrophe.

"Where is this?"

"Princess, are you sick and your mind is confused. This is your home!"

The two men in the air looked down at the building below. A man shook his head, "Fortunately, I am not your prey, otherwise I would have died and I don't know how I died." ”

......

"White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, do you know where Qinglong has gone? I can't find him for the past two days. ”

"Yue'er?" Bai Hu looked at Leng Yue in a complicated manner, "Do you have anything to do with Qinglong?"

"Oh, yes. Mo Ran hasn't slept in the past few days, I want to ask Qinglong what is this for? Or is it Mo Ran's shell breaking period these days......

"Princess Leng Yue, I'll tell you......" Suzaku couldn't listen anymore. Her brother is uncertain about her life and death, but Leng Yue is worried about another man at this time, just because that person hasn't slept for a few days?!

The white tiger hurriedly kicked Suzaku fiercely: "Yue'er, how do you know that Mo Ran hasn't slept in the past few days?"

"Oh. Leng Yue was suddenly frightened by Suzaku, "Originally, when it was time to sleep, the green light on Mo Ran's body would be much weaker. But in the past few days, whether it is day or night, the green light on the dome is extremely dazzling. ”

"How do you know that the green glow is dazzling, and that snake egg just doesn't sleep?" said Suzaku as he hugged his calf.