The Bride of the Serpent Prince

"Whatever you say, the important thing is not the process, the important thing is the result. The result is that you will surely die in my hands today!" I thought I lost to him on the battlefield before and was beaten and scolded by my father after returning. With the smirk of the whole family, the hatred in his heart is even deeper.

"You ... Despicable!" Qi Feiyue hated but could only say these two words.

"Haha, when you defeated me last time, have you ever thought about today's situation, now your dear father and queen are busy scorching the affairs of the palace, and your beloved woman is also being other men at this time On the bed, 夙 Feiyue, things have evolved into the situation today, what do you think? "

"No, Chunchun ..." He wanted to stand up while covering his chest, but he was helpless to urge Zhenqi, and was met with a backlash of power. Blood poured from the corner of his mouth and stained his white clothes. No matter, no matter Anyway, he must also rescue the little woman. He promised that she would protect her forever, so she would never be harmed.

Now, there is no other way, he closed his eyes silently ...

"You ..." Zhai Qianzhen's complexion instantly became heavy, looking at the looming blood-red phantom in the eyebrow, did he want to ... Did he really die?

"Take my spirit, send my soul, and the power of the soul into one!" Qi Feiyue's body slowly rose into the midair, but it seemed to have a hazy and ethereal feeling. Is it the legend ...

"Yi Feiyue, you actually used this kind of prohibition. For that woman, don't you really want to die?" Even Zhai Qiandi couldn't help but change his face immediately, so how much would it hurt his practice and body? I am afraid that only he knows it!

"No more nonsense, today is your death!" The aura of the ice sword in his hand suddenly increased dozens of times. The strong silver light stared at the eyes of people, and his spells were almost cold. For the cold, this ice sword has followed him for a thousand years. It is the treasure he cultivated in the cold pool of thousands of years. Today he is bound to use it to take the life of the demon wolf.

"Okay, then let's fight it!" Although he was a little scared of his aura at this time, Zhai Qianzhen had no choice but to rush his head up. He seemed to understand in his heart that if Fei Yue used this kind of "self-harm" "The method, he really can't get any advantage, for the time being, there is only a delay!

Sure enough, the attack on Feiyue's soul can't be underestimated. He really defeated him, but he still gritted his teeth and chose the method of not defending, just avoiding his attack blindly. A bite of blood spurted out, and Zhai Qianyi, who was seriously injured, looked overcast. Damn, the power of the soul was only the equivalent of the seven successes of the body, and it was so powerful. When he really thought he was about to die here, things seemed to be There has been a turnaround ...

Suddenly, Feiyue felt a rapid loss of his power, and the ice sword he was controlling was looming. Obviously, his power was really losing at the speed of light. He was intended to give him a fatal blow, but now, there are some Impossible!

"Haha, Feiyue, your soul's strength has been exhausted!" Zhai Qiandi has been barely supporting until now, nothing more than deliberately delaying time to consume his strength. Now, the time he said is finally here!