The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 346 The Power of the Demon Spirit
The Ghost Emperor calmly asked her to get up, and brought her back to the Nether Palace.

In the main hall, she knelt shyly in the center, beggingly looking at the high-ranking ghost emperor.

After a while, the Ghost Emperor opened his mouth: "What did you say is your name?"

"Minister Xie Wanrong is Xie Wanrong, the eldest daughter of the Xie family of the Jinlin Kingdom. That woman... I don't know what happened to Minnv, but she actually occupies my body."

The bleak moonlight was blocked by thick fog, and the strong smell of blood permeated every corner of the bedroom.

Xie Wanrong stood wantonly in the hall, with the broken snake body under his feet.

When Muyan and Yan Ze arrived, they saw this scene. Almost all the little demons who were arranged to serve died at the hands of the demon king.

At this time, Xie Wanrong was holding half of the snake's body in his hand, with a coquettish smile on the corner of his mouth, staring at Yan Ze and Muyan with cold eyes, and his voice was cold, without any emotion: "Where is he!"

"Rongrong! Rongrong! The Ninth Prince will not leave! Don't be impulsive!" Hongling fainted in the spirit ring.

Yan Ze looked around, but Qi Jinghuan was nowhere to be seen.

He pulled Muyan back a step, "His Royal Highness, he may be wandering around Heize, don't worry."

But Muyan tugged at him in horror: "Senior brother Yan... look quickly... the eyes... the eyes of the demon king..."

Yan Ze raised his eyes, only to see that almost half of those black and white pupils were occupied by scarlet, half black and half red, which was terrifyingly eerie.

Jiaolong heard the movement, hurried out of the house, first saw Yan Ze and Mu Yan standing outside the threshold.

Looking around, it's horrible.

His dark blue pupils shrank suddenly, those eyes - Xiao Rongrong was swallowed up so quickly!

"Where is the Nine Princes!" Yan Ze saw Jiaolong as if he had seen a life-saving straw, and grabbed Jiaolong's arm, making a sound anxiously.

Yan Ze's question made Jiaolong understand why Xie Wanrong came here suddenly.

He wrinkled his nose with a headache: "How do I know?"

As soon as the words fell, a fierce gust of wind followed, blowing straight at Yan Ze.

Jiaolongyan quickly pushed Yan Ze away who was still in a daze, but he was hit hard by the palm wind, and he backed up several steps, thick blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

She is stronger!

Xie Wanrong's eyes were filled with blood, and there was a voice in her head that kept driving her.

"kill him."

"kill him!"

"kill him!!"

The sound was louder than the sound, making her dizzy.

With a low growl, she picked up the snow silver dagger in her hand, and fiercely stabbed in the direction of Jiaolong.

Her figure was so close that Jiaolong couldn't tell, Jiaolong dodged to dodge consciously, just about to take a breath, he saw a pair of diamond-embroidered shoes in his eyes.

Silver shine!

Jiaolong had a handsome face, he must be the first contracted beast to die in the hands of his master.

"His-"

The sound of piercing into flesh and blood lingered harshly in the hall.

Jiaolong frowned tightly, but he didn't feel the slightest pain. Before he could raise his eyes, he saw a white shadow in front of him.

The entire front end of the Xueyin dagger did not penetrate Qi Jinghuan's right chest, and bright red blood flowed out along the blade one by one, like a flower from the other shore blooming on the moon-white robe.

The blood stained the front of his clothes, and Xie Wanrong's head roared from the glaring blood.

"Wan'er." Qi Jinghuan's expression remained unchanged, his voice was hoarse and mellow, his star-like eyes stared straight at Xie Wanrong, and there was a slight smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)