Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Leng Yetong's action of playing the demon magic did not stop, and even intentionally or unintentionally speeded up her fingering. Although the time to play the full first time may be shortened, the loss of spiritual power is not small, and gradually She was a little bit embarrassed. Qing Yan's spiritual power supply could not keep up with the rhythm she used, a sweet smell turned from her throat, and her finger movements were a little slow and difficult.

"Okay?" Qing Yan knew about Leng Yetong's state at this moment, and said with some worry, "If you can't bear it, slow it down a little bit, otherwise you should lose a fight later."

Leng Yetong didn't say a word, her eyebrows were locked, her lower lip was bitten, her hand movements did not slow down. She couldn't stop it anyway, she had no way back from the beginning when she started playing the Demon. This is a big bet, the winner is the king, the loser is the pirate, and she has to stand even if she has done everything To the king's position.

not to mention……. . I looked up at Beichen Moxuan who was struggling with Moteng, and there was a light sorrow in his eyes, not to mention that he owed too much to him, even if he was desperate, he had to be returned to him intact, otherwise I'm afraid she's upset.

"Xinger, you ..." Qing Yan seemed to understand her decision from Leng Yetong's piano sound, hesitant to say something to discourage. But the words came to a halt, and now the only person who can save Beichen Moxuan is to say that she is selfish and immoral, if she is in Beichen Moxuan and Leng Yetong If she made a choice, she would not hesitate to choose Beichen Moxuan, even if it was the only warmth in his heart.

Qin Yin became anxious, and the mournful sounds from the surrounding Warcraft and demons gradually increased, and even Wu Yan could not bear such a powerful force. Holding a pale face and spit out black blood, the lieutenant next to him wanted to step forward to help him, but he raised his hand to stop it with a gesture.

"The whole army retreats!" Wu Yanqiang held his body weakly and issued an order.

"What a joke !? Wang Zun is still inside!" The rebellion retreated when Mozun entered the Peach Blossom Forest, leaving only Wan Mo's army around. Hearing Wu Yan's order, he immediately retorted.

"Your magic is naturally okay, but what about the others here?" Wu Yan glanced back at the disobedient glance, raised his finger and pointed at the sorrowful moaning moan, saying coldly, "This magic wash She ca n’t stop playing, there are a few people here who can afford it! Is it possible that you have to put the entire demons here !? "

"You can't leave Wang Zun alone here!" Kui Yan knew that Wu Yan was right, but he still couldn't leave Wang Zun alone in such a dangerous place and ignore it.

"Wu Yan, you led everyone back to the demon world, and I turned to help Wang Zun." The cold voice of the girl rang, Shangguan Yuer walked to Wu Yan and the turn in a black dress, and issued the order indifferently. .

"Yeah." Wu Yan exhaled a sigh of sigh, gave a slight nod, and answered Shangguan Yuer's words. Then he turned around and directed the Demon Army to withdraw from Phantom Island.

"Evil Dragon Emperor, you signed a life and death contract with Mozun. If Wang Zun is dead, you will not be able to live alone." Shangguan Yu'er looked coldly at the evil Dragon Emperor who was transformed into a human form, stating the facts lightly.