The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

This was originally intended to calm Si Heng's mind.

Little did he know that he felt even more uncomfortable.

It was like thousands of sharp thorns were piercing into his internal organs, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

But now it's important.

Si Heng calmed down and quickly went through Qing Wu's memories.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

The dark eyes were slightly moist and reddish.

Qingwu was also weak and fell to his knees in discomfort.

Cinian and Chu Yang couldn't wait to ask, "How's it going?"

Si Heng looked unhappy and said, "He already had a plan to deal with it and pulled out that memory."

Nan Li didn't find it strange.

Qingwu is so cunning and cunning, how could he not leave some backup plans for himself?

She asked: "Is there anything strange in his memory? There should be traces of that memory, right?"

Si Heng said: "No, he probably asked others to extract this memory, so there is no trace left."

Qing Wu came over and smiled proudly: "Si Heng, let me tell you! You are not the only one who has confidants, I also have confidants!"

"That is to say, your confidant has been hidden all this time." Nan Li raised an eyebrow, "We don't know who that confidant is, and now you don't know either."

Qingwu was about to say that this was the truth.

This was the best way he could think of.

"Then there's no use for you...to live!" Nan Li suddenly got angry, her eyes filled with coldness.

She teleported directly over.

Qingwu's eyes widened, "Wait...wait!"

Still the same, Nan Li broke his arms first.

The screams resounded through the sky.

Qingwu fell to the ground, blood flowing freely.

His spiritual power has been suppressed and he can't stop bleeding now.

Ximenchuan stepped forward to stop him: "Don't kill him yet."

Nan Li turned her head and looked at him with sharp eyes.

Qingwu wanted to grab this life-saving straw: "Master Ximen! Master! Please help me! Help me!"

Ximen Chuandun looked timid, took a step back, swallowed, and said, "What I want to say is, let me dig out his inner elixir and then kill him. If he dies first, the effectiveness of the inner elixir will be greatly reduced." "

Qingwu almost lost his breath, his face was pale, and he cursed: "Ximenchuan! You bastard! You are so vicious, no wonder your parents died early! They were all killed by you!"

"You still have the energy to scold me! You once ordered the killing of my subordinates, and you deserve your fate today!"

Ximenchuan kicked him hard.

Qingwu just turned over.

Ximenchuan drew out his scimitar without hesitation, and with two swipes, the cold light passed by, and he directly opened Qingwu's belly.

He used the magic formula to get the elixir and dug directly into it.

Qingwu's screams became even more fierce.

Such a bloody scene made many people frown.

The wind blows.

Nan Li smelled the stench of blood and felt calm inside.

The inner elixir has not yet been taken out, but Qingwu still has tenacious vitality. He endured the pain and shouted quickly: "Nanli! Nanli! If I die, you won't get the glass bottle! As long as I live, I ... He will trade the glass vase for me if I am alive!"

Ximenchuan's hand paused.

He was waiting for Nan Li's decision.

Although he didn't know what this glass bottle was, it seemed to be extremely important to her.

Yun Shen thought so too.

He had seen the power of the glass bottle, and in a moment of panic, he said: "Ninth Princess, you have already used a glass bottle to detoxify the master. If you think about it again, it will only save his life."

As soon as these words came out, Ci Nian's voice broke: "Wha...what?!!!" No wonder Yun Yubai could cure the cold poison.

It turns out that a glass bottle was used!

Si Heng frowned slightly again, and his sharp gaze swept over Yun Yubai.

Even Qing Wu was shocked. He looked at Nan Li with eyes full of disbelief: "That's your flesh and blood inner elixir, mixed with your divine power, and you...you actually used it for Yun Yubai, haha, Nan Li , why are you so stupid..."

Ximenchuan turned around sharply.

Yun Shen was stunned.

The severely injured Danxia Peak Master also raised his eyes in shock.

Divine power?

What does this mean?
Even Ci Nian gently beat his chest and said, "Donor Nanli, you...you...hey!"

What a coincidence, Yun Yubai is still a half-blooded fairy and demon. Isn't this a big loss for Nan Li?

Nan Li ignored the others and instead smiled coldly at Qing Wu:
"You plotted against me back then, using the God-killing Formation to crush my inner alchemy and carve out my flesh and blood. Ever since I recovered some of my memory, I have been warning myself all the time."

"If you fall into my hands one day, I will make you suffer the same pain."

After saying this, she swung the sword at Qingwu's feet without mercy.

Both legs were also broken.

Blood has spread all over the floor.

Qingwu's face turned pale.

I don’t want to struggle and beg for mercy anymore.

because--

"Instead of regaining your former strength, I would rather you die today."

Nan Li raised the sword again and took a picture of the talisman on the sword that could kill the soul of the soul.

Her eyes were full of determination and sharpness, and she continued: "Qingwu, farewell."

Ximenchuan understood what she meant, and when her sword fell, he quickly took out the inner elixir.

The sword cut off Qingwu's head.

The soul of the soul was also killed.

Nan Li took a deep breath, naturally feeling the pleasure of having a great revenge avenged.

In less than three months, Qingwu, Yan Buxiu, Yang Guzhu, Shanhai and Ji Chengyi, as well as the long-dead Gongzhu Du, the six masterminds of her murder, were all executed.

Si Heng had already reached her side, supported her, and said softly: "Don't worry, I have asked Nan Yi and Qing Feng to go to Jialan and Penglai Island respectively."

As for the glass bottle in the hands of Qingwu's confidant, he will find a way to find it.

"They appeared once before and then disappeared again. They must have gone to help you restore your soul, right?" Nan Li immediately felt something was wrong. "The second elder is quite reliable...but Qingfeng, can he do it?"

Si Heng said: "You are right, so I asked Nan Yi to go to Penglai Island to get the glass bottle directly. As for Qingfeng, I asked him to stay in Jialan and only need to watch that the glass bottle is not taken away. There is no need to do anything. , I’ll tell you everything when I arrive.”

Nan Li said: "Then let's go quickly."

She didn't think Qingfeng would do as he was told.

After saying this, Si Heng felt that there was something strange in the Qiankun Bag.

It was the sound transmission stone that made a sound.

He recited a psychic spell.

It's really Qingfeng.

"Immortal... Immortal Lord!" Qingfeng's voice was very weak, "No, no, no, someone is coming to snatch... the glass bottle!"

Si Heng's expression changed with shock, and he immediately grabbed Nan Li's hand, held out a teleportation talisman, and the two of them disappeared together.

The speed was so fast that no one could react.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone?" Ximenchuan was the first to speak.

"Why can't you turn around at the critical moment? They must have returned to Jialan Immortal Mountain!" Ci Nian said with a serious look on his face, "Let's go over quickly to provide support!"

It was Ximenchuan's turn to roll his eyes at him, "What a waste of support, wouldn't it be a disservice if our group went there?"

You know, they don't have much spiritual power left. (End of chapter)