The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Wang Shanshan waved anxiously towards Fu Yi, the crying cry, the pitiful look with tears in his eyes, he saw Fu Yi's eyes swiftly, walked quickly to Wang Shanshan, and reached out to help her: "Shanshan, you What's wrong ... "

He was originally resting at home, and the servants of the royal palace came to the door and said that Shanshan escaped from the confinement room and disappeared. He suspected that she might have come to the Xiaoyao royal palace to make trouble. Such a scene ...

Wang Shanshan stood up with Fu Yi ’s strength, holding Fu Yi ’s arms tightly with both hands, just like holding the straw for life-saving. Most of the body ’s weight was on him, saying incoherently: "Brother Yi, ghost ... had a ghost ... "

Wang Shanshan's panic tone heard Fu Yi being speechless, patting her arm comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid ... you see the tricks ..." Where's the ghost in this world ...

"No ... there are ghosts in this world ... there are really ghosts ..." Wang Shanshan roared and interrupted his words. Seeing that he still didn't believe her, she reached out and said: "I don't believe you see ..."

Fu Yi followed her gaze, and saw a white figure floating from the night, the white figure was disheveled, and the hair was messy, his (her) bruised cheeks, and the eyes that were burning with hatred were looming. ...

Fu Yi instantly widened his eyes and looked at the white figure in horror, motionless ...

"Return my life ... Return my life ..." The white figure fluttered with the breeze and flew to Fu Yi and Wang Shanshan in the blink of an eye ...

"Ah, ghost ... Brother Yi ..." Wang Shanshan yelled in horror, reaching for Fu Yi, but she didn't pull for several times. She looked up puzzled and saw Fu Yi looking at the white ghost. Shadow, eyes are full of panic.

"Brother Yi, brother Yi ... what's wrong with you ..." Wang Shanshan took Fu Yi's arm and shook it vigorously.

Fu Yi ignored her and only looked at the white figure in a blink of an eye. There was a deep shock and disbelief in his eyes: "You ... you are ... brows ..."

Standing on the roof and watching the lively Murongxue's words, his dark eyes squinted fiercely, and his cold eyes were like arrows, shooting at Fu Yi ...

The white figure didn't even notice Fu Yi's words. He secretly worked so hard that his eyes burst into hatred, and the wicked Zhao Fuyi and Wang Shanshan threw them over: "Return my life ... Return my life ... … "

Seeing that the white figure was about to fall on them, "Ah ... Brother Yi is careful ..." Wang Shanshan screamed, subconsciously grabbed Fu Yi's arm, pulled him back a few steps, and avoided the white figure s attack……

The white figure hit the air, without discouragement, turned around, and once again rushed towards the two mercilessly ...

Looking at the scarred face of the white figure, the eyes full of hatred, Fu Yiqing's face was pale and bloodless, and the savvy eyes flashed with unstoppable fear ...

"Brother Yi, be careful ..." Wang Shanshan pulled Fu Yi again, avoiding the attack of the white figure, and watching the white figure turn around again, holding long nails at the two, Wang Shanshan dragged Fu Yi, run quickly, and said: "Brother Yi, don't be stunned, let's run ..."

Fu Yi ran forward passively and moved the machine. After running a distance, Fu Yi turned his head and saw a white figure fluttering in the air, chasing them fiercely, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, Lips moved, but did not say a word ...