God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 42 This is the real you

Beiming Changhua knew that Yan Wuyou was not a waste, but he didn't expect Yan Wuyou to make such a move, throwing a silver needle at him.

When Yan Ruyu told him at the beginning of the period, he didn't quite believe that the tiny silver needles would be so powerful. If he hadn't flashed quickly just now, he would have been stabbed by the silver needles.

Yan Wuyou is really extraordinary!
"Worriless, this is the real you!" A slight smile appeared on Beiming Changhua's face. Not only was his face flushed, but his eyes were also flushed.

Yan Wuyou also felt extremely hot, and she knew very well that it was the medicine.

"Yes, so what!" Yan Wuyou replied coldly, and quickly took off a whip that Qingfeng gave her today from her waist.

Magicians attack from a distance, and warriors attack from a short distance. Yan Wuyou is really at a disadvantage fighting in such a cage. Fortunately, there is a whip, otherwise it will be miserable.

Although Beiming Changhua knew that Yan Wuyou was not a waste, he didn't know that Yan Wuyou was already a third-tier magician, "Don't make useless struggles, no matter what, you will end up being my king's person, and this Why bother?"

"If you don't try, how will you know? People have to have hope, so that life will not be lonely. As for those who have and don't have it, it's better not to talk about it now." After Yan Wuyou said, the whip in his hand had already swung towards Bei Ming. Changhua.

When Beiming Changhua faced Yan Wuyou's whip attack, he didn't show any fear at all, instead he showed a strange smile.

Oh!The whip struck, with layers of light pink.

It was when he swung the whip over that Beiming Changhua's face showed a hint of meaningful shock, and his dark eyes showed an unprecedented amazement.

It turns out that Yan Wuyou is not only a waste, but also a third-order magician.

It turned out that he almost lost such gold as Yan Wuyou.

Fortunately, God gave him a chance to have her again.

The moment Bei Mingchanghua caught Yan Wuyou's whip, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest.

The pain was strange but severe, and made his hand holding Yan Wuyou's whip look weak all of a sudden.

After two seconds, his whole body became ill, and he fell to the ground weakly.

The face seemed to be redder, and so was the exposed neck.

It was also at the moment of the end that the amazement in the eyes was replaced by fear.

Beiming Changhua just fell to the ground, motionless, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move at all.

And what prompted all of this was naturally Yan Wuyou.

At this moment, Beiming Changhua still didn't understand what kind of secret Yan Wuyou was.

But fortunately, he has a hand first!
Yan Wuyou was standing not far from Beiming Changhua, looking down at Beiming Changhua at this moment.

"My lord, what else do you have to say!"

Looking at Beiming Changhua's appearance, Yan Wuyou was concerned about the stakes in the natural way, and she herself felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I have nothing to say, but Wuyou, don't you feel bad now? I'm waiting for you here..." Beiming Changhua smiled instead of anger, and the smile was deep.

uncomfortable!Yan Wuyou's natural way is uncomfortable.

The whole body is like being thrown into the furnace, but even so, so what, until the last moment, who will know what the result will be?
Yan Wuyou stepped forward and approached Beiming Changhua step by step, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, revealing two lovely dimples.

"Thank you, my lord, for giving me such medicine to keep out the cold in such a cool night. I am fine, and the temperature is just right." The silver needle in his hand glowed faintly against the moonlight, just like the night sky. The stars are so bright and beautiful.

When Beiming Changhua saw Yan Wuyou approaching him with a silver needle, his face changed, and he became less red invisibly.

"Wuyou, what are you going to do? You should be very clear. I am not only your fiancé, but also the prince, the prince of Beiming Kingdom. If something happens to me, do you think you can escape? Your general's mansion Can you run?"

Yan Wuyou laughed out loud this time, and came in front of Beiming Changhua, "My lord, think about it, since I can knock you to the ground without a sound, I have the ability to remove suspicion .”

Yan Wuyou's words immediately caused Beiming Changhua's face to change again and again, the blush was gone, and it was replaced by paleness.

"Worriless, you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Wuyou's silver needles had already pierced Beiming Changhua's acupuncture points.

Now Beiming Changhua said that he could not talk or move, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Wuyou like goldfish eyes.

The depths of the eyes gradually become deeper, like that bottomless pool of water, the surface is as flat as a mirror, but the water is turbulent.

"Don't be afraid, I won't touch you now." Yan Wuyou sat down as if he was very powerless.

He simply took out his purse, one by one silver needles fell on his body, his flushed face was covered with sweat.

Beiming Changhua naturally knew that Yan Wuyou was suffering at this time, watching the silver needles fall one after another, he knew better what Yan Wuyou wanted to do.

I don't know how long it took, Yan Wuyou's whole body was already drenched with sweat, and he cursed secretly in his heart, this medicine is really more powerful than imagined, and he is about to turn into a hedgehog, but it still can't be disintegrated , and can only barely be suppressed.

This is too fucking ridiculous, to make it look like no man will die.

Panting heavily, he glared angrily at Beiming Changhua who was on the ground, pulled out a few silver needles, and dropped them on Beiming Changhua's body almost without seeing clearly.

Beiming Changhua felt as if he was being burned.

Fortunately, he stared at the beauty who was close at hand. The beauty was already drenched with sweat, and the exposed neck was also sweaty. Driven by the moonlight, it looked so seductive.

The falling of a few silver needles not only did not alleviate Beiming Changhua's clamoring masculinity, but made him feel even more tortured.

If you can move, you must press the woman in front of you severely.

If you can move, you must bring the woman in front of you into the sky.

A pair of deep eyes were once again moved by love and desire to speak, filled with blood, and the sweat on his forehead was like a sudden rainstorm.

"Don't make unnecessary struggles, it's useless, I've sealed your acupuncture points, you can't move now, and don't think about me that you shouldn't have, or you'll be the one who burst your blood vessels and died."

Yan Wuyou ruthlessly dropped a few words, then sat cross-legged on the spot and meditated, using the secret manual given to her by the old man Zizai to slowly suppress it with spiritual power.

Not far from the ruined temple, there was a black shadow and a white shadow entangled in the air.

(End of this chapter)