The Secret of the Seal

The first one hundred and sixty-six chapters are not allowed to be eyebrows!

Seeing the painful color of Qingying’s face, An Zhen’s princess was so sad that she cried out. I hurriedly rushed forward, helped him, and advised "Shadow, don't do anything stupid, give up!"

"Sister..." At this time, the rain couldn't help but cry.

Qing Ying shook his head, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Princess Anzhen, making a strong smile. "His Royal Highness, I... I'm fine, good!"

The blood was sprayed for half a liter, and the Qingying actually said that it was very good. The Princess An Zhen was very frightened and didn’t know what to say. Pat patted the hand of Princess Anzhen, and the shadow of the shadows, the hard and sorrow came to the front of Trek, sneered, "Why, this is your skill, not so good!"

Unexpectedly, at this time, Qingying can still say such a thing, even if it is Trek, at this time, he has to look at the shadow. Although Qingying is a daughter, there is no perseverance and courage in her body.

"You are so hoe, your mouth is pretty hard."

Qing Ying raised his head and looked at the gods. "No more nonsense, second palm!"

"Good!" Trek yelled and the right palm shot.

This second palm, Trek has increased the strength by 20%. The second palm of Cui Ke's 50% spiritual power is condensed, and at the beginning, it shows a sigh of momentum. Don't say the clear shadow of the righteousness, even the Anzhen Emperor and Princess An Zhen, all from this palm to smell the danger.

"Sister!" The rain couldn't hold back the tension in his heart, and his mouth opened with a cry.

With the sound of the rain, Trek's palm was printed on the shoulder of Qingying. The majestic spiritual power immediately poured into the body of Qingying. Despite the spiritual strength of Qingying, the most stubborn resistance was still unstoppable.

This time, Qingying’s figure was like a broken kite. It flew backwards more than a dozen feet away. The blood spurted out of the mouth, along with her body shape, left a straight line in the air. A red-eyed track.

"Cui Ke, are you **** still people?!" Seeing that Cui Ke came out of this heavy hand, the Emperor Anzhen could not help but burst out. While screaming and screaming, he quickly plucked out and rushed in the arms before the Qingying figure fell to the ground.

The Qingying was held in the arms of Emperor Anzhen, and every inch of the skin under his body was constantly shaking, which shows how heavy the pain of Qingying is.

Emperor Anzhen was in a hurry, and the subconscious would have to infuse the body of Qingying, which may not help the injury of Qingying, but at least help her alleviate some pain.

However, the hand of Emperor Anzhen was placed in the chest of Qingying, and Trek floated like a ghostly ghost.

"Ahn, this is my gamble with this girl, and you can't let your outsiders intervene!"

"Gambling? Trek, you still have a face to say! You are bullying, what is it? This so-called gambling is simply unfair, I will never allow it to continue!" An Zhen emperor with anger Screamed.

"Okay, anyway, this gamble is not my proposal, I have no opinion." Trek spread his hands and sneered.

"No...no..." Half-squinting and lying down in the arms of the Emperor of Anzhen, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Shadow, stop here!" Princess Anzhen rushed over in a few steps, holding the hand of Qingying, tears pouring out like spring water.