Conceited Advisor Princess

The poison devil didn't seem to worry at all that song Ningyu would rush over and finish her. As soon as he raised his hand, he released the medicine. The drunk fairy opened his mouth and murmured: "You haven't finished reading the Notepad, have you? You blame me, and I have nothing to say. You hate me for so many years, and you blame me for so many years. Now that you hate me, you can continue to hate. Don't read the Notepad again, and burn it to me." the tone was light and heavy, like a sigh, like a farewell.

Looking at Song Ningyu, the tone was low, and there was an exhortation of life and death: "that's a bad plan. If you don't need it, you can destroy it. It's a thing we met. I beg you to do. Don't... Cough, don't let the poison devil take it away... Don't..."

"Give me the bad plan." The woman was angry. Her twisted face was glossy and yellow. She was so worried that she suddenly lost her voice when she stood aside. In his mind, the woman should be like song Ningyu, self-improvement and self-reliance. Moreover, her appearance is not necessarily better than song Ningyu, but it can't be too bad. The one in front of her affects her appetite. Let alone marry home

Song Ningyu took out the bad policy from her arms and raised her hand to shake in front of the poison devil. Her cold eyes looked at the poison devil. She had no interest in her relationship with the drunk fairy. What she was concerned about was just Chihiro.

"Throw it over."

"The book is here, but you let Chihiro go, otherwise, don't blame me for destroying it!" song Ningyu raised the bad policy in her hand. The autumn wind howled, and the Yellow title page turned over in the wind. The golden sweet clover fell with the autumn wind, and several of them blew into the page.

"Empress, I know you are tricky, but if you want to use poison on me, I advise you to save it." the poison devil glanced at the White Snake behind him, and the corners of his lips coldly stirred up. Yu Guang fell on the burning song for a hundred miles, flashing a trace of contempt, and so did the so-called gentleman!

"Don't give it to her! Don't give it to her! Don't forget what I told you! Don't give it to her..." the drunk fairy lying in the iron cage probably had a deep black face because of the poison. When he opened his mouth and spoke, he gasped, and the whole person had a strong smell of death.

"Drunken fairy, since you miss your mother so much, go down and accompany her." with a flick of the poison devil's finger, a blue medicine broke into powder. The wind blew against the drunken fairy's face, and the powder blew on the drunken fairy's face. The drunken fairy stared, pointed to the poison devil's hand and fell down. Suddenly there was no breath.

Is she... Patricide?

Song Ningyu didn't expect that the poison devil had really laid a hand on the drunk Xianweng. In fact, the drunk Xianweng had the ability to protect himself. Just looking at his appearance now, it seemed that he wanted to die.

Not only song Ningyu was shocked, but also the hundred mile burning song. He took two steps back without trace. The dandy's uninhibited face was pale, and something in Gong Zilin's eyes flashed quickly.

The drunken fairy was the one who saved him when he climbed out of the black mountain hell, but now

It's not that they don't want to save. Although they can't fight with the strength of drunk Xianweng, there is no problem to protect themselves. This is his choice. The only thing he can't put down is the book in Song Ningyu's hand

The poison devil stood by the iron cage and smiled with self mockery. He looked at his hands and whispered, "dead... Dead..."

Living is a midpoint that carries everything. First, there is a life body, then there will be a soul, and then there will be consciousness and ideas. When a person's body dies, everything in the world will be broken into parts, all the future has nothing to do with him, and all the past will become blank, no sound, no action, even a word of injury, a look An action.

The charm of death is to destroy everything a person has. Those love and hate, grace and resentment will eventually be buried by death. In the end, the dust will return to the dust and the earth. How long can such grief and hoarseness last?

Bai Li burned the song, lowered his eyebrow and shouted, "you woman, your mind is so vicious. He is your father. You should have laid hands on an old man in his sixties! You..."

"I don't blame you if you don't want to marry me, but you haven't witnessed the things between me and him. What qualifications do you have to come here to gossip? Empress, the book is dead, but this person is alive. Do you see the drunk fairy? I can let him die in a moment if he is alive!" the lip color gently recalled. I don't know how much sadness is hidden in that look?

Bai Li burned the song, his face was slightly blue and his look was cold.

Song Ningyu threw the book in her hand. Gong Zilin subconsciously protected song Ningyu behind her. Poison devil, she is not a trustworthy person in the Jianghu!

The woman took the book, opened it and turned a few pages. Her face suddenly changed. Her hand quickly turned black. The book fell to the ground with a slap. The whole person was frozen in place. She looked ferocious and stared at Song Ningyu. She gnawed her teeth and was murderous: "you calculate me!"

As soon as the hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand was raised, the Golden Snake cutting gold and jade broke through the air in Song Ningyu's hand. Opening the iron cage was like cutting tofu. The wind and thick soil lightness skills were excellent. It took a few steps to bring people out.

The poison devil's face began to turn black, as black as ink. Song Ningyu looked at the poison devil in surprise. She didn't take such heavy medicine. How could she look like this in a moment!

The black face and gray accumulated into thick black clouds like cotton, which were almost the same color. The wind howled and blew on his face.

"I didn't expect that my poison devil was also calculated one day, good! Very good!" the people standing in the original movement suddenly looked up and smiled. The laughter was sharp and sharp. They were surprised that the birds standing outside the nest because of the low-pressure weather flashed back into the nest and looked at it timidly!

The sweet clover flower withered rapidly when the poison devil raised his hand. The White Snake slipped back to song Ningyu. He stared at the poison devil warily. Chihiro was held by the wind and thick soil left and right, raised his hand and slowly touched his face, bit his teeth, endured the pain voice that was about to be issued, and smiled coldly.

"You, after you catch me back, you will be tortured... Ning Yu, kill her! Kill her!" Chihiro stared at the poison devil in despair, and her little thought was gone, no more! As she is now, she and Qianchen are no longer possible.

Qian Chen is as gentle as jade and proud as clouds. Now she is not worthy, not worthy

Song Ningyu was surprised for a moment. Chihiro was no longer the soft and weak woman at the beginning. Like her, he seemed to have become a witness of the strong for killing.