The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

LAN Yiqing nodded firmly and called out the nightmare beast. They entered the memory of the eight trigrams soul Python together.

Here, LAN Yiqing and Luo Qi are guests. Even if they want to change something, they can't do anything.

She clearly saw that the saint came here with the nightmare beast, saved the eight trigrams soul Python and saved the sea area.

In order to thank the saint and the nightmare beast, the fishermen built the dream temple and saw the happy appearance of the fishermen and the saint.

But I don't know when, the saint disappeared, leaving only the gossip soul Python here, waiting for the saint to come again and wash its injured and guilty heart.

In the twinkling of an eye, the eight trigrams soul Python seemed to encounter some big crisis. Most of his strength was deprived and his body was controlled.

LAN Yiqing looked around in panic, afraid that something might happen to the gossip soul python. In that case, they would have no way to go out.

"Waste! Die!"

A scream made LAN Yiqing look back. She saw a black figure beating the gossip soul Python and complaining that the gossip soul Python ate inside and outside.

She knew in an instant that it should be yesterday in her dream. No wonder gossip soul Python suddenly drove her out of the dream.

"Thank you, a new generation of saints."

The soul of the eight trigrams soul Python appeared in front of her, and there were two small white spots beside it.

LAN Yiqing can see that they are very happy now. I'm afraid they are saints and nightmare beasts.

"Wait, where are you going?"

LAN Yiqing looked at the three small white spots drifting away, and felt inexplicably afraid.

When he heard the eight trigrams soul Python laughing, he suddenly turned his head and said, "it's time for me to leave. Please protect here. Remember, being small doesn't mean innocence or innocence."

what? LAN Yiqing is even more confused. What the hell is this? She can't help complaining in the bottom of her heart that this gossip soul Python is really unreliable. It leaves her something she doesn't understand at all.

She scratched her head and wondered more and more.

Luo Qi also woke up from his dream and asked LAN Yiqing with a crying face: "lance, where the hell has that guy gone?"

LAN Yiqing also had a headache. She looked down and saw the body of the gossip soul Python in front of her.

She didn't believe it. She reached out and sniffed. She was really out of breath.

She sat on the ground like a fool, as if all her strength had been extracted, and her head was empty, which made her unable to think.

Luo Qi feels something wrong and runs over to have a look.

"Lance..."

LAN Yiqing shook her head and said calmly, "it left with its favorite people."

She forced a smile and blessed them, unaware that a new crisis had come to her.

"Ah! Who are you?"

The little boy who always regarded the eight trigrams soul Python as a god suddenly appeared and was shocked when he saw LAN Yiqing.

He stretched out his young hand and pointed to LAN Yiqing. From the gap between LAN Yiqing and Luo Qi, he saw the body of the eight trigrams soul python.

"You killed the gods, you..."

The little boy burst into tears and kept beating LAN Yiqing's back without stopping.

Luo Qi was very upset. Did it have a direct relationship with them? As soon as he caught the little boy, he threw him out.

Luo Qi took LAN Yiqing's neck and pretended to be afraid of nothing to comfort her: "it's okay. Isn't it a Warcraft?"

But LAN Yiqing felt more and more uneasy. She always felt that something was going to happen.