My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"Shoo!" Just as her hand was about to approach Baili Qingxue, a cold dagger was placed on her neck.

The dagger forged by cold ice is cold.

"Where is it?" Baili Qingxuejun's face was tight, his face was cold and cold, his face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Jiang Wushu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

She could feel that the man in front of her was really unmoved.

And his killing intent is also real.

Seturas in Jiang Wushu's Sea of ​​Divine Sense frowned, and suddenly said loudly, "Retreat! Use the second skill to change shape! This man is not easy to deal with!"

Jiang Wushu was taken aback for a moment, and he immediately reacted, and black mist began to gather on his body.

The scene was distorted, and Jiang Wushu's appearance began to change, gradually leaning towards Yun.

A pair of eyes were full of tears, and red lips lightly called out, like weeping,

"Baili, I just said it lightly!

Are you going to kill me? "

The fragrance on her body grew stronger.

Not every man will respond to the temptation of the outside world.

But what if the person who tempted them is the one they like?

The strange fragrance on her body is to match her skills, so that the men who smell it will be in a trance, indulge in fantasy, and mistake her for the person in their heart.

"Huh!" At this moment, Bing Leng didn't hesitate anymore, and went straight towards Jiang Wushu's head!

"His Royal Highness, be careful!" Batu, who was thrown aside, didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly broke free from the shackles of the ice, and rushed towards Jiang Wushu, blocking the ice edge with his hands covered with alien scales.

Blood spurted out.

The sharp ice edge pierced his scales, like a scalping fish, the scales fluttered, the flesh and skin rolled, very miserable.

"Ah!" Jiang Wushu was thrown to the ground by him, and the small pile of body pressed against her. The butterfly bone on her back just hit a raised stone, making her face pale with pain.

Jiang Wushu's anger rose in his heart, wishing to kill this idiot himself.

"Counterfeit goods are counterfeit goods." Baili Qingxue looked at Jiang Wushu indifferently, with undisguised disgust in her eyes, as if looking at dirty garbage.

Talking lightly is not like this, and talking lightly by her impersonation will only make him sick!

The cold voice extinguished the anger in Jiang Wushu's heart, and she gritted her teeth severely.

Why doesn't it work for Baili Qingxue?

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" Batu didn't care about that much, and asked anxiously to see if there were any injuries on Jiang Wushu's body.

"You idiot! Don't you know if it's pressed to me?!" In front of Batu, Jiang Wushu's disguised image was completely broken, gritted his teeth!

"Yes! The slave is offended!" Batu exclaimed nervously, and quickly got up.

His limbs still felt numb after being frozen, and as soon as he got down, he fell again in a very embarrassed posture, miserable.

Baili Qingxue's figure is slender and tall, her long silky hair is lightly tied behind her, and her handsome face is cold and murderous.

With a wave of his right hand, the Bing Leng that covered the sky and the sun shot towards Jiang Wushu!

"Huozhu!" Jiang Wushu's scalp tightened and exclaimed repeatedly.

A fiery red ball burst out violently, scorching flames surging out, facing Bing Leng directly!

At the same time, the ghost tree behind her also shook its branches, and the branches squeaked as they shook.

"Huoliao ten square formation!" Jiang Wushu's eyes sharpened and he shouted.