Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1111: Behind the Scenes ([-])

"The higher the cultivation base, the purer the fire, and naturally stronger."

Su Changle suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly looked around, "I used dark magic just now, do you think the master of the Luoshizi gate of the soul-locking gate would know?"

And where is that strange sound coming from?
Rong Beilan pulled her down and sat down on her lap, wrapping her arms around her slender waist, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Su Changle pursed her lips, but she had to admit how powerful this man was. Indeed, with him around, she had nothing to fear.

"Then when are we leaving?"

"hold on."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"When people come, you will know."

Instead, they started playing with her mysteriously, Su Changle pulled the muscles on his arm, Rong Beilan looked down at her, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her on the lips, "Le'er, how does it feel to have a game?"

"It would be fun without Su Changxue and He Lianchen."

Because of these two people, I lost all interest, but, "Are those people really dead?"

"otherwise?"

What Su Changle was curious about was how it was done. For example, Yang Jie'er was burned to death in front of their eyes.

"Naturally use some spiritual weapons." Rong Beilan rubbed her head, narrowing her phoenix eyes, "Here we come."

what is coming?
Su Changle was surprised, and looked at him, only to see a crooked old man with a skull and a crutch walking slowly towards this side.

With a hooked nose, slender eyes, and a large mole on his face, he looks a bit like an old witch in a movie.

"I didn't expect Crown Prince Rong to come here." The old man said sinisterly, his eyes fixed on Rong Beilan.

Su Changle was taken aback, this voice, isn't this voice the one I have been hearing all the time!
Rong Beilan's thin lips curled slightly, and his smile was cold, "It's not too late to know now."

"Prince Rong gave me a big surprise." The old man glanced at the palace that looked like ruins, his voice was mixed with obvious anger.

"My princess is bored," Rong Beilan rubbed Su Changle's cheek and sneered, "I want to come and play."

The old man glanced at Su Changle. Since she came in, she had seen everything about her. This woman...

Glancing at the ashes on the ground, there was panic in the depths of his pupils.

This woman knows dark magic, pure dark magic.

Su Changle smiled, got up and walked towards the old man, "Are you the one who hates the sound?"

"Yes."

"In that case," Su Changle's smile became sweeter, and she turned around and hooked her five fingers to attack the old man, "You can suffer to death!"

The old man was already busy crossing his crutches to block the front, and slid straight back.

The wind was surging, and Su Changle was holding a blood-red whip in her beautiful eyes, and her eyes were full of murderous intent, "As expected of a lackey who locks the soul gate, he is quite capable."

The old man sneered, "How do you know that I am the servant of the sect master?"

She gave her a supercilious look, and said with disdain, "Since the four sects can fight together, the master of the Soul Locking Sect must be extraordinary, and you..."

Looking at the magic circle released under her feet, "It's just a great magister. If you are the master of the Soul Locking Gate, should I be the ancestor of the master?"

"Huh, the tone is quite loud, the little girl has a good talent, she is really a suitable prey for being the master of the sect."

The most important thing is that this woman actually knows dark magic, which she cannot underestimate.

"Does this palace agree?" Rong Beilan got up and walked slowly towards Su Changle, looking at the old man with gloomy phoenix eyes.

(End of this chapter)