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

Chapter 735

But on second thought, something was not quite right.

The little lion is a seventh-level magical beast, even if it is robbed, it is impossible to live without a little bit, let alone make a sound, even she didn't notice it.

Asked this question, the Buyi man smiled: "So you want the seventh-level panacea, and I have it here."

"I'm asking you about monsters, not panaceas!" Xie Wanrong's eyes were extremely cold, and the corners of his lips parted slightly: "The seventh-level fire lion!"

"No...no..." Buyi was taken aback, and secretly doubted, she was obviously a weak woman, but the aura on her body made him dare not speak.

Hongling sniffed at the side, and leaned closer embarrassedly, lowering her voice: "Rongrong, there are too many panaceas here, and most of them are seventh-order..."

So she couldn't tell where the fire lion was at all.

Xie Wanrong frowned and cursed secretly.

She managed to release the little lion, and it was impossible to lose her life like this. She looked directly like the devil with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and grabbed his neck with one hand: "What about you?!"

The devil with a bruised nose and a swollen face was just beaten up, and he still had lingering fears. Accompanied by the gloomy weather around him, he shook his head like a rattle, and his voice lost his previous arrogance: "No...no...I haven't seen..."

Not far away, three people swaggered out, the leader was a woman, followed by two men.

"Who dares to hit my people!" The leading woman took a few steps forward and saw Xie Wanrong holding the man with the bruised nose and swollen face, thinking that it was Xie Wanrong who shot the devil.

Afterwards, the face of the devil with a small face changed drastically, and he pointed at the man with a bruised nose and a swollen face: "Ah! That's not Bajia from our dark hall! Who dares to beat him!"

Speaking of which, the two devils with feminine faces first rushed towards Xie Wanrong.

All the demons in the Demon Realm have pretty good looks, especially the woman they followed, but when they saw Xie Wanrong, they were a little dazed.

This is the clansman of His Highness, how could he be so...beautiful.

"Who... are you, let go!" The demon who spoke first hesitated.

Ba Jia, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, kept asking them for help as if at straws, but he couldn't break free with this woman's strength.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with his panacea?" Another man with a slightly more rational expression said seriously.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of palm came out from behind him, slashing towards Xie Wanrong's forehead, only to hear a beautiful female voice: "What nonsense, where did you come from an unknown person, dare to act wild in the Four Devils City!"

It's a pity that the palm wind didn't reach Xie Wanrong before it was blocked by Hongling. Hongling puffed her cheeks and stared into her fiery red eyes: "Presumptuous! You can't move her! You know she is..."

"Hongling." Xie Wanrong spoke up and cut off her words.

Han Yinyin raised his chin arrogantly, and looked at Xie Wanrong with disdain, and then fell on Hongling: "What is she? Why don't you dare to say it?"

Xie Wanrong didn't have the time to pay attention to her, but the strength of his hands became more and more tightened, and his gaze was fixed on Ba Jia.

Ba Jia desperately rolled his eyes and shook his head, struggling to say: "I really don't know anything, nothing... don't know..."

How dare you ignore her!
Han Yinyin stepped forward angrily, a long blade jumped out from under her cuff, she raised her hand, and flew towards Xie Wanrong wrapped in a light gray light ball, the flames from Hong Ling's mouth blew wildly, directly burning the light ball Ashes disappeared, her long red hair fluttered in the wind, and she shook her brows provocatively.
(End of this chapter)