Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 618 Seize her territory
  However, just when she was feeling desperate, a sudden change occurred. The threads were scurrying around in the sea of ​​her consciousness, and she was extremely proud of herself. The blood-red demonic energy that was occupying her consciousness suddenly trembled all over her body, and she couldn't see it clearly yet! I saw a golden light suddenly appear, and then without any suspense, I was brushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness with one sleeve.

what--

"You, you..." Feng Chuqi suddenly had the urge to hit the wall. How could she forget about this? In the sea of ​​her consciousness, she is not the only lord. Now that this blood-red demonic energy is coming to seize "her" territory, do you think she can resist taking action?
  In the sea of ​​consciousness, the woman in golden clothing was still lying lazily in it. Although her face was still unclear, her illusory figure seemed to be a little clearer than before. The whole person has a strong evil aura, and seems to be boneless, extremely lazy. But even so, it does not affect her aura of wealth and wealth at all. The aura of a king who is born with the aura of a superior person is undoubtedly evident. The whole person gives people the feeling that Ah Qi's aura is overwhelming and domineering. Unparalleled in the world.

Suddenly, it made people feel that her aura was not even half inferior to that of the Demon Emperor Demon Yin.

Feng Chuqi looked at her and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"The recipe for the demon-suppressing elixir you gave me, I finally collected all the medicinal materials to refine it, but...but, it was plotted against me, and it still failed! My drunkenness is gone! The Demon Emperor...is resurrected!" Feng Chu Qi sniffed and spoke slowly, really wanting to be comforted by her or give her some more instructions to save Zui, but what she got in exchange was——

Useless!

These two words appeared clearly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then "she" seemed to disdain talking to a useless guy like her. I saw the woman in golden mysterious clothes flicking her sleeves, and even she was swept away. out.

It happened so suddenly that Feng Chuqi had no time to scream, but her spiritual consciousness had returned to reality.

sky! She doesn't want to come out now! She also wanted to ask for advice on how to deal with that demonic sound! As a result, she was swept out, and she was unwilling to accept it. But this time, no matter how hard she tried, she could no longer enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

Depend on!
  That's her sea of ​​consciousness, okay? There is no reason for a dove to occupy a magpie's nest in her territory!

Feng Chuqi is crazy! She kept hitting the sea of ​​consciousness, but no matter how crazy she hit or how hard she hit, she could no longer get in.

Obviously, she was disliked for her uselessness! And since he never wanted to see her again, Feng Chuqi wanted to slap her on the head to death. Why didn't she remember that "she" still lived in her consciousness when she was drunk and had an accident? If "she" could be found at that time, would "she" still be able to save himself from drunkenness?
  But now that "she" looks too lazy to say a word to her, isn't it too late? Feng Chuqi felt a chill in his heart.

The moment they opened their eyes, they immediately met An Qing's bright but worried and apologetic starry eyes, and both of them saw a wry smile.

"I'm sorry, Ah Qi, I'm really useless." I couldn't even get rid of Mo Yin's demonic aura, let alone deal with him! Now he is even more evil...

Feng Chuqi shook his head: "The Demon Emperor is so powerful that even a trace of his demonic energy is not easy to deal with. Am I fine now? You don't have to worry about it."

"Are you okay?" An Qing was suddenly startled and stared at Feng Chuqi in disbelief: "Ah Qi, are you sure you are really okay and not trapped by the demonic soul that he cast?"

"No!" Feng Chuqi looked at him in confusion. The blood-red demonic energy was swept out of the sea of ​​consciousness by "her" sleeve. Her soul was definitely not controlled by anyone, but An Qing was in disbelief. He also looked frightened, which made her frown in confusion.

An Qing raised his finger and pointed between her eyebrows: "But, but..."

Raising his hand to touch his eyebrows, Feng Chuqi asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?" An Qing swallowed with difficulty, but couldn't say a word. , just looking straight at the changes between her eyebrows, the horror in her eyes became more and more intense.

Feng Chuqi lowered his head in confusion, and immediately saw the change on his face in the water, and his eyes almost popped out.

"What...what's going on?" Wasn't that blood-red demonic energy swept away by "she" with a flick of her sleeves? But why is it still on her body, and why is it still lingering between her eyebrows, and the most terrible thing is that the blood-red demonic energy is still undergoing amazing changes.

Oh my god...oh my god!
  Feng Chuqi's horror was indescribable. The blood-red demonic energy between her eyebrows began to move around, but in the end it slowly calmed down, like a flower in full bloom, and in the end it slowly formed a line. The delicate and dazzling red flowers are so beautiful that it makes people psychedelic.

Manzhu Shahua?

The same Manzhu Shahua as Moyin’s slut?

Feng Chuqi was excited! Angry! Then she rubbed her eyebrows as hard as she could, trying to remove the trace of manzhushahua drawn by the blood-red demonic energy, but it seemed to have been born between her eyebrows. How can I rub it off?

Feng Chuqi was so anxious that he almost rubbed a layer of skin off between his eyebrows, but the Manzhu Shahua became more and more beautiful, not even half faded.

Damn!

Looking at the delicate Manzhu Shahua reflected in the water between her eyebrows, Feng Chuqi wanted to dig it out with a dagger. She didn't want to bear any mark of the magic sound, let alone the Manzhu that represented the magic sound. Shahua.

The eyebrows were so red that they were almost bleeding from her rubbing, and there was a burning pain.

But Feng Chuqi still ignored it and rubbed it hard. However, the manzhushahua painted with blood-red demonic energy not only did not fade away, but became more delicate and beautiful, which made Feng Chuqi even more angry.

As soon as her slender fingers moved, Feng Chuqi's heart became fierce, and her sharp nails were about to dig into the blood-red Manzhu Shahua. She didn't care even if it was bleeding and disfigured, but she was caught by An Qing with bright eyes and quick hands: "Ah Seven, don't be like this! It's useless. This is drawn by the bloody demonic energy of the Demonic Forbidden Soul used by Moyin. Before your strength is stronger than him, you can't get rid of it, even if you take a general. It digs it down, but it still grows.”

so difficult?

Feng Chuqi lowered his hands in great frustration, that damn demonic voice was so cruel! He obviously knows that she hates him to the core and wishes him to die, but he insists on putting his own mark on her body. It's really hateful, hateful!

ah ah ah...

Feng Chuqi really wanted to look up to the sky and roar, that demonic sound that could kill a thousand swords, she would curse his ancestors for thousands of generations. (This kid, cursing his ancestors for eighteen generations, is no longer enough for her to vent her anger!)

(End of this chapter)