Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 307 Dirty idiot!
Shangguan Liangyue knew in her heart that she would not wake up so soon after feeding the hundred-year-old lotus seeds, but she was still worried.

She had already taken his pulse just now, and like the previous time, there was no trauma or poisoning.

I'm afraid he just used his spiritual power to avoid those five poisonous arrows.

Although she knew in her heart that nothing would happen to him, Shangguan Liangyue couldn't help but sighed seeing how the situation had taken a turn for the worse.

Immediately, a bloodthirsty light flashed in those deep eyes!
The roar just now came from among the prisoners of Qi State.

And the direction that those five poisonous arrows shot was the Eighth Prince Hua Zhongqi!
The filthy fool!
This is not the time to think about these things. If the eighth prince had the intention of killing his wife, he and Lord Xue would definitely withdraw their troops now, and Hua Qingli's 10 people would certainly not be able to resist.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Liangyue handed Hua Qingli to Qiao Zhong and asked him to carry Hua Qingli on his back. She looked up at Huamanlou.

At this time, Huamanlou had recovered his expression.

Although his face was dignified, he didn't show any other expressions.

Shangguan Liangyue didn't know where he was from, so she wanted to help her like this.

Thinking of Huamanlou being able to give up her life to follow, Shangguan Liangyue couldn't help being moved.

At this time, it would be considered a merciless request to ask him to help bring Hua Qingli out, but now he is the only one who can help!
"you……"

"I help."

Before Shangguan Liangyue could finish her sentence, she was stopped by Hua Manlou.

She didn't expect that Huamanlou would be able to agree without hesitation.

He and Hua Qingli have always disliked each other, and now he can help him...

Shangguan Liangyue nodded, without saying a word of gratitude.

Hurry up now, and transporting Hua Qingli out is the most important thing!

It's a pity that the seven spiritual practitioners have already returned to the inn, otherwise, with them, he, Hua Qingli and Qiao Zhong would definitely be able to go out.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Liangyue narrowed her deep, dark eyes slightly, and after thinking about it, she suddenly closed her eyes.

Hua Manlou was a little surprised, but he wouldn't be surprised at what Shangguan Liangyue did now, because this woman had too many secrets.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no hindrance to where those deep black eyes went.

Shangguan Liangyue looked at it for a while and made a decision.

After Qiao Chong recited the good man, he suddenly thought of Qiao Qing, and his thick thick eyebrows frowned tightly.

While speaking, the soldiers and horses of Qi State were already in front of them.

As expected, the Eighth Prince and Lord Xue had already withdrawn their troops, so the Qi army's attack on the 10 horses was as simple as trampling an ant to death.

Without delay.

After Shangguan Liangyue let the soldiers of the State of the Moon out of the way, she and the man in black quickly escaped!

The two of them did not use spiritual power, but used lightness kung fu to move quickly. Shangguan Liangyue, who was holding a green thorn, was already red-eyed at this time.

Those deep and pitch-black eyes were as frightening as a bottomless whirlpool.

The man in black who was caught by her did not make a move, allowing her to drag him forward.

The moon-white figure hovered among the brown soldiers and horses of Qi State, advancing and retreating from time to time, always killing non-stop.

At this time, Bogucuo is struggling to squeeze Shangguan Liangyue.

Ever since he was severely injured by her that day, his skills were almost completely lost.

The hatred in his heart has burned his eyes red, and the bloodshot eyes are fixed on the little moon white in the center of the brown.

The moon white on Shangguan Liangyue's body has already been stained with bright red dots, dotted like bright red plum blossoms.

Another smear of bright red blood sprayed up, Shangguan Liangyue looked coldly at the ancient silk house standing opposite, feeling familiar.

(End of this chapter)