My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

The moving syllables that escape from the lips of Gu Yu are not the language of the Empire, nor the language of any country in the M or S countries.

Like a curse, it is more like singing.

The crisp and mellow syllables, if there is substance, are scattered from the air.

The small group was so intoxicated that couldn’t help but poke out from behind Gu Yu: "Miss sister, listen to you..."

Khumbu sneered aloud: "The tricks of the children's family! Why is it fear?"

His twilight was a little more stunned, and the eagle claws swiftly rushed to the door!

Gu Yan’s eyes didn’t blink. This time, even the move was too lazy to move.

Just standing there so calmly, humming the notes that no one understood.

It doesn't look like any attack power.

But for a moment, let Khumbu's rapid attack, slow down!

The shackles of Khumbu that had a clear blow, actually turned into an old woman's tickling slow motion, it seems that there is a bit ridiculous.

He stunned.

Then smacked the gang, a little more strength.

However, that kind of stagnation is a bit heavier.

Like in midair, there are countless arms, and he is trying to pull his claws, making it difficult for him to advance.

what happened?

Khumbu looked at it with a sigh of relief.

But there is no one, anything except the air.

Under the dim light, only his own shadow, and the "little bug" that looks like a tortoise in the corner, I don't know when it turns from gold to light green!

The subtle changes in the small dirt turtle did not allow Khumbu to pay more attention to one second.

Soon, he turned his eyes to other places and continued to search for the culprit that hindered his power: "Are you looking for a helper? Is it a man sent by the Grand Mercure?"

While questioning, he asked himself and asked himself: "Impossible! The palace has already been transferred to Hanbeiling. It is a hundred thousand miles away from here. The plane will go back and forth for half a day. When he returns, you have been cramped by the old man. Throw it into the glass cover of the specimen! It is absolutely impossible for the monarch to save you! Say, what are you doing?!"

Gu Yu did not care about him, but continued to sing.

Her voice is more and more proficient, elegant, and the rhythm is getting better and better.

The light voice is getting more and more exciting and sharp!

As her tone changed, Khumbu immediately felt the difference.

Those invisible forces that dragged him also became fierce.

His talons are not only unable to display, but actually, they are still strongly twisted in midair!

"what--!"

A scream.

His cut-off finger is actually awkward!

There is nothing in the air, no enemy, no weapons to reach him, he has broken his finger!

Yes, the pain is real and the attack is real.

what is the problem? Do you really see... ghosts?

Khumbu's hair was stunned, and the back neck began to burst out of cold sweat.

With the change of Gu Yu's singing, Khumbu's fingers were broken one by one. He was like a poor and broken puppet. He was accepting the master's ruling and had no resistance.

"You...what kind of ghosts you summoned... Gu Yu, are you a ghost or a ghost?" Khumbu began to retreat in horror.

The person who knows the time is Junjie, he wants to escape.

It doesn't matter if you can't kill Gu Xi today, as long as you stay in Qingshan, you are not afraid of not burning wood, and next time he will make a comeback!

However, the next second, he has a slap!

The whole person rushed forward - it was a street!

Gu Yu stopped the singing.

His heart was happy, thinking that Gu Wei’s strange attack was finally exhausted and he wanted to take the opportunity to get up.