Ghost Hand Poison Doctor: God of War Mad Emperor Sheng Chongfei

Chapter 569 The King Let Me Take You Back ([-])

"Your Majesty, let Xingyue replace it?" Thirteen almost spoke with a huge puff.

With a sharp glance, Thirteen immediately shut up.

He wanted to cry without tears. The one who asked Xingyue to replace Xingjian was the king. Now that this person has sneaked away, is he going to let someone come?
"Look! Search the entire continent and find people for me."

The corners of Jun Lihen's mouth twitched suddenly, and a cold and evil smile bloomed, and there was a cold look in his eyes that others couldn't understand.

Liuli, do you think you escaped?
……

In the chaotic forest.

Qiuqiu stood beside a small pot, holding a big spoon vigorously, constantly stirring the spirit grass porridge in the pot.

Bursts of fragrance wafted out, causing the little guy to sniff his nose frequently.

In order to divert the porridge's temptation to him, Xiao Qiuqiu hastily turned his gaze to the other side, watching the intense battle there.

Turning over and backing away, the long whip in his hand waved out, and the long whip accompanied by the purple spirit flame wrapped around the eighth-level black panther as if it had eyes.

The panther seemed to see something terrifying, and quickly backed away.

Tingxue didn't give it the slightest chance to retreat. With a flick of his hand, the end of the long black whip wrapped around its neck. As soon as the flame touched its skin, it immediately roared and struggled in terror.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the eighth-level black panther fell to the ground, with half its life lost. If Tingxue hadn't controlled it well, the fire would have directly burned it bald.

"Wow, there are black panthers to eat this time." His Highness Ziyan's eyes lit up on one side, looking at the black panther as if he were looking at a big roast duck.

Nalan Tingxue put away the black whip and said with a smile, "I don't intend to eat this little black."

The eighth-level spirit beast already has a certain amount of intelligence, just like Qu Zhiman's little raccoon, she doesn't like to use these as food.

So hunting spirit beasts to satisfy her appetite, she usually chooses low-level spirit beasts.

"It would be a pity not to eat it." His Highness Zi Yan shook his red tail, watching his big roast duck go away with regret.

"This little black belt looks so good when you go out, it will increase your appearance."

Hearing Xue's smiling words, Nalan knelt down and reached out to touch the black panther's forehead, and then a white light flashed past, and the dishonest black panther instantly became obedient.

"Hmph, my Highness looks much better than this little black panther, and I'll increase my appearance by taking it out." His Highness Zi Yan was dissatisfied.

Abandoning such a mighty and handsome Highness like him, he chose a black little black panther with a bald circle of hair around his neck to rush to the front instead. It was really blind.

"It's natural for you to show your body, but my identity will soon be revealed."

She smiled and walked back to the fire, glanced at the porridge churning in the pot, took the big spoon in Qiuqiu's hand, and stirred it a few times, "Well, it can be eaten if it is cooked a little more."

"No meat." His Highness Zi Yan flicked his tail in disgust.

Qiuqiu smiled sweetly, "The porridge prepared by the master is the best."

"Qiuqiu is really good."

Tingxue smiled and rubbed Qiuqiu's hair. The little guy has become more and more clever recently. This little mouth is really sweeter than honey.

Cui Tou, the eighth-level black panther, followed dejectedly, glanced at His Highness Ziyan and Qiuqiu, and immediately raised his head proudly.

His Highness, who was underestimated, glanced sideways and let go of his breath.

Qiuqiu hummed twice, and then released its divine beast coercion.

(End of this chapter)