Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 359 How dare you
"Emperor, Uncle Emperor..."

Bei Mingwu suppressed her head and made a sound with difficulty, because she was strangled by Di Wuhen.

No, he is not Di Wuhen!
He is not her uncle at all.

She was too excited to see him just now, and she forgot to be prepared for a while.

It's a confusing place.

How could she let her guard down.

She has always been slack about Di Wuhen, but she didn't expect to be tricked this time.

What the hell is this place, to know what would make her drop her vigilance.

Di Wuhen's thin lips curled up slightly, and the hand pinching Bei Mingwu's neck gradually tightened, a fierce cold light flashed in his red pupils.

Bei Mingwu felt that she was about to suffocate.

Suddenly, a white shadow bit at Di Wuhen fiercely, it was Ah Bai.

Because of the sudden attack, Di Wuhen let go of Bei Mingwu.

Bei Mingwu, who was freed, panted heavily. After seeing Abai being sent flying by the fake Di Wuhen, she immediately took out the phantom sword and slashed out.

boom--

The mighty power surged like waves.

The False Emperor Wuhen in the distance was instantly sent flying by the power of the Phantom Demon Sword.

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in Bei Mingwu's eyes, and she leaped over without hesitation holding the phantom sword, and her shot was a fatal attack.

Be quick!
No soft-heartedness at all, anyway, this uncle is a fake!
She must kill him!

Otherwise he will kill her.

With a muffled groan, the fake emperor Wuhen lay on the ground with blood on his chest.

Although Bei Mingwu knew that the other party was a fake, she still couldn't control her chest twitching when she saw the identical emperor uncle.

In the next second, the false emperor Wuhen on the ground disappeared instantly.

Bei Mingwu heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground holding the phantom sword, only to see cold sweat on her forehead, and her small face was extremely pale.

Just when she had rested and was about to put away the phantom sword and leave, there were faint footsteps in the distance.

Looking up, she saw the magnificent Di Wuhen walking towards her.

Bei Mingwu's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the Phantom Sword tightened.

Why is there another fake Emperor Wuhen?
Is this going to keep killing her with the uncle?

Di Wuhen strode up to Bei Mingwu, with a cold light in his red pupils, looking down at her from above, and said in a deep voice, "Are you going to sit on the ground forever?"

Bei Mingwu blinked, and then blinked again.

The voice was exactly the same as the emperor's uncle.

is he real?

or fake?

Although the tone of speech is exactly the same as before, who knows if the false Emperor Wuhen is imitating it.

Bei Mingwu held the phantom sword and didn't know whether to get up or continue to sit.

"My foot hurts, help me." Bei Mingwu pretended to be pitiful and said, but she just pretended not to stand up.

She wanted to see what he was going to do again.

Di Wuhen looked at her pale face, then bent down and hugged Bei Mingwu horizontally.

In the depths of Bei Mingwu's eyes flashed a sharp and cold light that was hard to catch.

It really is fake!
In the next second, the phantom sword in her hand was placed directly on Di Wuhen's neck.

After feeling the coldness on his neck, Di Wuhen's handsome face was like a millennium-year-old ice, and his whole body exuded a frightening and terrifying aura.

How dare she put a sword on his neck!
Bei Mingwu raised her red lips slowly, her beautiful eyes gleamed brightly, and said coldly, "Now you have fallen into my hands, tell me honestly, what is this place? How can I get out?"

The corner of Di Wuhen's mouth twitched, and he said coldly with a black face, "Bei Mingwu, you are so courageous, take the sword away!"

For the first time in his life, someone held a sword around his neck.

(End of this chapter)