Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Mrs. Ji’s nose snorted and replied: “You Yang Wei’s brother was injured because of this monk.”

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" The night ice eyebrows pick one, but seeing the night feathers standing in front of the ink, and pressing the thoughts of the heart, said to Mrs. Ji: "Today, the ink gods are here, I’m afraid it’s not easy, but I have a way. Can my aunt believe me?”

The owner of the city, Xiao Yan, heard that there was a way to see the night ice. There was a glimmer of light in his eyes. He had heard that his niece was a genius for cultivation. He thought that his thinking was so intelligent. Just came here and came up with a solution: "What do you say? ”

"My aunt doesn't know. For another three months, it is the adult ceremony of our night house. When it is time to test and repair, I have heard about this waste. It seems that the talent has been restored, but even then, three. In the month, where can she cultivate? In three months, if I take some medicinal herbs, I will be able to break through to the fifth level of the spirit. At the time of the adult ceremony, I will fight with her and I will be justified. She killed and helped her aunt to come out with this bad smell!" Night ice is always smiling, saying that it is indeed a murderous idea.

"Is the ice niece sure to kill this monk?" asked Mrs. Ji.

The night ice looked quite thoughtfully at the night feathers standing behind the ink gods, as if he were looking at prey: "There is no match for the sword, and the sword has no eyes. When I was just a moment, I lost my hand."

"So very good, what is necessary for the priests of the ice, despite the opening, within three months, my city's main government will do its best to help you improve the repair to the fifth level of the spirit." Mrs. Ji's eyes are poisonous, look again Night feathers, like watching a dead person, my heart secretly worried: let you live this monk for a few more months.

The night ice stepped forward and said: "Night feathers, today's business, look at the face of the ink son, temporarily let you go, three months is the adult ceremony of the night house, adult can be dare Fight with me!"

"Miss Miss, the night Yuxi repair for everyone knows, you say this..." Mo Tianqiu naturally knows what abacus of the night ice fight, adult ritual war, even if the night feather 汐 cultivation talent has recovered, fear is also very Difficult to fight.

The night feathers screamed at the corner of the mouth, and the heart said that you were playing this idea, playing a good conspiracy.

"Well, I promise you. After three months, there will be fate in life and death."

"No!"

"Miss Night!"

Mo Tianqiu and the old butler want to stop, it is too late.

"In this case, today, I look at the face of Mo Gongzi and Bingfan's niece, and spare you a life!" Mrs. Ji slammed her sleeves and took a few hundred soldiers to return home.

The onlookers watched the majestic city government and the people returning to the government. They speculated on the identity of Miss Dajie this night. The Yuanwu auction site guarded him, and even the unfortunate city owner, Mrs. Xiaoji, could not help.

"Miss Night, don't you want me to sit in?" Mo Tianqiu looked at the city's main government to withdraw his troops. His heart was relieved, at least for the time being, but he was not accidental today, but more important.

"I just thanked Mo Gongzi for solving the problem." Yu Yuxi said, if there is no ink vengeance, it will inevitably be a big kill today. As a matter of course, this Ning Yuancheng will not stay in the short term, and some plans must also To be ahead of time.

Invite Mo Tianqiu and others into the living room and tell the children to go to the tea.

The night feathers looked at Mo Tianqiu several times, but he said nothing more: "Can there be other things in the ink son?"