Chapter 642

"Lord, I'm sorry for the moment. My subordinates did it for your own good."

She knew that the LORD would protect the girl, and she would give the Lord the fragrance in advance.

In any case, hold on to Mo Qingge first!

"Take it!"

"Yes

Brush brush brush——

Swords and swords, sharp, different properties of Xuanli, to Mo Qingge face door crazy hit.

"You, are you all going to turn back?" Rong Jin was eager and helpless, so he had to remind him, "Qingge, run, run!"

Mo Qingge gets up slowly and gathers his palm style without changing his face. Dark black Xuanli sweeps across the sky and repels more than ten demon troops in an instant.

Bang bang!

Lines of demons fell to the ground with their swords. They vomited blood and were injured one after another. They looked very embarrassed.

"Strength has increased so fast!" See the demon army retreat, blood cherry finger bone tightly curled up, purple black Xuanli poured into the sword, flying up.

The sharp sword Qi pierced the sky and burst out.

At the same time, ye Han also moves from behind Mo Qingge, and the wind blade condenses rapidly, irresistible.

From a distance, Mo Qingge has no room to dodge.

"Qingge, go

Helian Rongjin pushed her hard, and her heart was burning.

However, Mo Qingge's face is calm, and his lips show a sneer. He allows them to attack him, but he is still.

Bang——

At the moment of the fall of the two mysterious skills, the shock resounded through the sky, and the sky fell apart.

In the smoke, there is no beautiful shadow.

Xueying's face changed: "where's moqingge?"

Brush!

The words fell, and a sharp silver light fell from the sky. Before they could react, they were wrapped in them. Ten million pieces of flying feathers turned into spiritual cords, which instantly bound their limbs.

For a moment, Xueying and Yehan could not move.

"This is..." Ye Han was surprised, "flying feather Xuan formation!"

Feiyu Xuan array is a functional Xuan array, but its function is very limited. It can only bind the opponent who is stronger than itself for a few seconds.

For a few seconds, the ordinary XuanZhen master didn't even have time to send XuanZhen to escape.

Moreover, if the opponent's strength is too strong, it's useless for Feiyu XuanZhen to break through without attacking!

It takes hundreds of years for a gifted XuanZhen master to master all his mental skills.

Ordinary XuanZhen masters have worked for hundreds of years. It's better to learn more powerful killing array or use it to improve their strength.

How did Mo Qingge come to be such an unpopular mysterious array?

He can't even scratch his head!

"I'll leave first." Mo Qingge's tone is leisurely and slightly provocative, "if you want to redeem your demon master, come to Jihuang palace with sincerity and kowtow!"

"You, you stop!"

Words fall, blood cherry and ye Han have broken free from the shackles, have landed, and not far away from the transmission XuanZhen just disappeared.

Mo Qingge, run away!

"Damn it Ye Han finger bone tightly curls up, the gas does not hit a come, "let this little wench give to run again!"

This little girl, although her strength is not strong, her Kung Fu is first-class!

Ordinary XuanZhen masters are ashamed of running for their lives by transmitting XuanZhen. On the contrary, she's quite angry.

Sure enough, she is a wild girl!

"Lord, what should I do?" Ye Han said uneasily, "the Lord has fallen into her hands. Are we going to save people?"

Blood Ying stares at him: "break into the shark palace to save people? I think you are crazy

Even if the demon emperor is no longer in the world, the king's palace is still strong. They can't get much benefit.

Besides, the Lord is in their hands. It's obviously unreasonable to rush!

"Then what should we do? We can't wait to save ourselves?"

"Go back and think about it in the long run!" Blood Ying cold hum a, still can't make up one's mind.

Let's see the attitude of the demon clan first.

"Well..."

……

In a flash, Mo Qingge was sent back to the Liuli hall, and he Lianrong brocade went to the hall.

Suddenly, the Imperial Guard in front of the hall stepped forward and stopped

"Empress demon, this man's origin is unknown, and his whole body is full of evil. Don't take him to the bedchamber!"

They are also worried about the safety of the demon queen.

"Well, I know it. Get out of the way." Mo Qingge spoke lightly.

"This..."

"Get out of the way!" Her voice cooled down, a little impatient, "is it difficult for the palace to speak?"

Several imperial guards looked at each other and gave way

"... yes, empress demon, please come in!"

She helped Helian Rongjin step into the bedroom hall, and then turned back and added: "this matter can't be publicized, otherwise, you will lose your life!"

Although she knows Rong Jin, today's Rong Jin still has the identity of a demon.

It's not good for him to be asked by the branch leader of the royal palace.

"Yes

After that, Mo Qingge closes the door, holds Helian Rongjin and sits on the concubine's couch, slightly relieved.

"Qingge..."

Rong Jin did not say anything, a pill to his lips: "antidote!"

He opened his lips and swallowed it slowly, but his limbs were still weak, and the mysterious force in his body seemed to be suppressed.

"Duan Ning Xiang is stubborn. It will take you an hour or two to recover after taking the antidote." Mo Qingge explained.

"I see."

Mo Qingge turned around and looked into his eyes. His tone became more serious: "Rong Jin, tell me, are you amnesia?"

This guy's symptoms are similar to amnesia.

But I still seem to remember her!

"Yes, I did lose a lot of memory." Rong Jin nodded, didn't deny it, and gave her a gentle smile, "but I still remember that you are my wife..."

After that, the slender phalanx stroked her little face.

Mo Qingge

"Brother, you remember wrong!" Her words, like a basin of cold water poured down.

"What do I remember wrong?"

"I'm not your wife." Mo Qingge blurts out.

"No, no, I remember you were my wife!" Rong Jin shook his head, holding her small hand, "they said, you are confused by the demon emperor, just don't remember me, is that right?"

"No, I..."

"Qingge, don't push me away." Instead, Rong Jin hugged her more tightly, "as you said, I don't remember anything, only you, you are the deepest memory in my heart. Even if I forget everyone, I will never forget you."

"Even if you can't remember me now, it doesn't matter. I can wake up your memory slowly. I..."

"All right!"

Finally, Mo Qingge couldn't listen any more. He secretly threw out a silver needle and stabbed it into his back neck.

Rong Jin stares at his big eyes. When it's dark, he faints and is forced to let go.

Mo Qingge twitched at the corner of his mouth, reached out and touched his forehead

"It seems that you are not only amnesic, but also very ill."