The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

When the eight major families heard Ming Shangguang say this, they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that these weeping blood knives did not have eyes. In the soul, all annihilated.

Chalcedony is undoubtedly the biggest temptation for these people.

There is an old saying that birds die for food and people die for money.

Chalcedony Dan can be more precious than money, a hundred times, a thousand times.

Look at those weeping blood knives flying all over the sky.

If you were to block the weeping blood knife for him behind Ming Shangguang, you wouldn't have to die.

Why not do such a good thing?

The greedy eight big families once again swarmed towards the upper body and ran away.

Xiao Xi's delicate little face was pale, and she had consumed a lot of spiritual power to deal with these weeping blood knives.

Xiao Xi's obvious feeling of powerlessness, even the small hand holding the sword, trembling with a little force.

No worries.

Ningshang's wide-brown eyes stared at Xiao Xi viciously. At the time of the Nine Saints Night, this dead girl's alchemy was better than him. Today, he will move back to send him to the west.

Ming Shang roared loudly, releasing powerful spiritual power, and attacked Xiao Xi again.

Xiao Xi squeezed the sword of the local tyrant, when she wanted to lift it, her arm seemed to be suddenly weak, and there was no slight movement to hang there. She frowned and forced it.

His head was dizzy again, and the sky seemed to suddenly darken, and his eyes became blurred.

How could this be?

This situation seems a bit familiar, it seems to have happened to her in general.

suddenly.

Xiao Xi seemed to think of something, her delicate little face became whiter, and her blurred pupil flashed with surprise and fear.

This was what she was most afraid of.

I did not expect that it would happen in this extremely dangerous soul formation.

Xiao Xi's pupils were gray, and he squeezed his fingers tightly, and the tender joints of Bai Nen's small hands were white, and he seemed to pinch his fingers.

The dangerous breath is getting closer.

Xiao Xi had no time to take care of this. She stood there dumbly, her head down, as if to put her life and death out of control.

Does anyone know what Xiao Xi thinks?

The slaves and Gu Gu outside the soul, as well as Nan Tianyu and Feng Yiyi's courageous fear, they screamed at Xiao Xi with all their strength to remind her of the danger, but Xiao Xi seemed not to hear.

She still stood there blankly.

Nangong Yu couldn't help but clenched his fingers, his eyes flinching.

In the dark night, I hope that Xiao Xi will die in the Soul Array. This Soul Array is powerful. If Xiao Xi dies in it, the soul will not be left behind.

The dark night followed Nangong Yuan for so many years.

He still knows Nangongzhuo.

There is nothing wrong with Nangong Yao's love for Xiao Xi, but the fault lies with Xiao Xi. She kept hurting Nangong Yao, especially this time.

Since his master hasn't shot yet, who can say that his master also hopes that Xiao Xi will die in the soul formation?

There was a sneer in the corner of Dark Night's mouth: Xiao Xi, after all, you are the injured master with bruises and bruises. You died today in the Soul Array.

The danger struck a thousand times.

Feng Lingran and Ziyi seemed to be psychic.

Feng Lingran's figure flashed quickly in front of Xiao Xi, blocking the vicious move of Ming Shangguang for her.

Ziyi stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Xi into his arms, and saw Xiao Xi’s eyes dilated and blurred, and he asked worriedly, "Xi'er, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as his words fell, Xiao Xi fainted in his arms.