Evil Concubine from Heaven: The Amazing Seventh Miss

"Hum, it's not true. Lord yecang can still control the dead. Today, I killed you. How about using your dead to work for Lord yecang?" Control the undead? Su Changle sneered. The real Summoner of the dead was here. What was Cang that night“ Beiming Hongfei, don't think I don't know. The night sky has today's dark magic by sucking the spirits of women and children and living in extreme Yin all year round. It's not pure at all. "“ What if it's not pure? Can you still find a real dark magician? Oh, no, what's dark magic? The purest dark magic can become a Summoner of the dead. Although Lord yecang is not born with it, he can summon the dead. "Beiming Hongfei is proud. In that way, he has completely regarded yecang as a God." Lord yecang is a saint level master, This is not what it used to be. The three sects and the Three Kingdoms of your heavenly city will be destroyed by us. Ha ha, the magic land belongs to us! "“ Madman. " Wan Xionghua suddenly spit and raised his long knife. "Even if the city Lord sacrifices himself, he will pull you to hell today."“ It's up to you? " Beiming Hongfei smiled ferociously and took out a strange scepter. The top of the scepter is a skeleton hand. The nails are made of a blade as thin as cicada wings, and the whole body emits a strong dark smell. Wan Xionghua is a top martial arts master, and Beiming Hongfei is also a top martial arts master. It is reasonable to say that both of them should lose, but now it seems that Wan Xionghua is obviously at a disadvantage“ Wan Xionghua, die! " Beiming Hongfei suddenly rushed at Wan Xionghua, and countless small silver needles appeared on the skeleton of the scepter, with green liquid clustered on the tip of the needle. Wan Xionghua's mental strength is exhausted now. Coupled with his serious injury, he has no strength to parry. He smiled bitterly and looked at the sky in despair. Just as Beiming Hongfei's Scepter was about to fall on WAN Xionghua, a fire wall suddenly crossed in front of Wan Xionghua, and the hot flame burned Beiming Hongfei's skin. He took a sharp step back. "Who?"“ It turns out that the soul lock gate is close to Xuelian mountain in the West. Tut tut! " The sweet voice suddenly rose, and a beautiful figure suddenly fell from the sky. The clear and crisp cry of the feather bird spread all over the open space. Su Changle stood firmly on the feather bird's back and looked down at Beiming Hongfei“ Su Changle? " Beiming Hongfei was surprised and took dozens of Xuelian mountain disciples back a few steps“ Did you call her aunt's name? "Su Changle wore a chest ring with one hand and rolled the shaky Wan Xionghua onto the feather bird's back with a whip in the other hand. He quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth," city Lord, how are you? " Wan Xionghua recognized it as Tianpin recovery pill at a glance and swallowed it. The chest wound has healed rapidly with the naked eye. "Thank you, Miss Su. The skin injury has been cured. The mental power consumed next needs to be repaired slowly."“ OK. " Beiming Hongfei came back and looked around. He was sure that Su Changle was the only one, becoming more and more arrogant. "Su Changle, if you sleep alone for a night, maybe Gu can still save your life."“ I'll sleep with you. Pooh, "Su Changle suddenly spit on Beiming Hongfei." he doesn't pee and take photos. Just like you, he also wants Miss ben to accompany him. Old man, can your thing stand up? You estimate seconds. Shoot, ouch, it's pathetic to be your daughter-in-law. "