It's similar to the taste of zhuyandan that I saw at the Royal Garden birthday party that day.

Chu Wuxu couldn't help thinking that he would steal Dan at that time.

Sure enough, after breaking the furnace, twelve dark blue pills were rolled out from the outlet, and there was a red feather on the surface, like a flame.

Chu Wuxu didn't think much at that time. He thought it was just a small decoration made by ziqianmo. He didn't think about the fire at all.

I took one at that time.

A quarter of an hour later, his face did not return to spring, but his whole body was covered with extremely terrible fire poison sores!

The alchemy room is locked and can't get out. It's really that every day is not working!

"Go away."

Ziqianmo's face was expressionless, his voice was calm, and he said only one word.

But it is full of endless pressure.

The demon king was angry.

How can mortal souls resist?

The next moment, Chu Wuxu felt in his mind, a continuous voice, surging in the depths of the soul sea, like a storm, raging madly——

Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here! Go away

Innumerable "roll", sounded at the same time, each "roll" is like a sharp blade machete, crazy cutting her brain, agony.

The pain on the soul level is thousands and thousands of times stronger than that on the body level!

Chu Wuxu couldn't bear it. He stretched out his arms and hugged his head. He ran out of the alchemy room screaming and ran out of the Mochen Pavilion crying.

But.

Even if she ran away.

Even ran out of the prime minister's house, the head of the flash flood, continue to "roll" word, still did not disappear, still lingchi her! Punish her!

There is no end.

Mo Yan witnessed the whole process with an extremely indifferent look.

He knew that it was little Momo who was making the magic of his soul.

Otherwise, Chu Wuxu would not suffer to this degree.

He can't ignore the strong fluctuation of soul.

"Three days and three nights." Finally, the purple fields are as light as glass, and the demons are gathered away. The demonic method and soul taking technique have been completely performed.

Mo Yan understood. She meant that the pain of Chu Wuxu's soul would last for three days and three nights.

It's more painful than death.

She is for her own sake, will be to Chu Wu Xu repeatedly hand lesson.

What kind of feelings does little Momo have for him?

Why, be so nice to me.

Mo Yan's lips, evoke a radian of degradation, very clear, very light - I want to know the answer.

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Chu Wuxu, like a crazy woman, fled all the way back to Princess Chang's house.

"What's wrong with your royal highness?" How can you be like this? " The medical woman in the mansion, Huan Lingxi, looks surprised. She wants to come forward to serve, but she doesn't dare to touch Chu Wuxu.

"Pain, I'm so painful --" Chu Wuxu squatted on the ground, holding his head, sobbing.

"But your Royal Highness has sent letters from central Zhou." The sorrow of magic light.

She's different from the other doctors in the house.

She came from Zhongzhou. During the period when Chu Wuxu was pregnant in Zhongzhou, she was ordered by the adult to take care of Chu Wuxu's birth. Later, Chu Wuxu came back to Beilan with her child, and she also followed.

"What? A letter from Zhongzhou? " In agony, Chu Wuxu suddenly raised his head, and his eyes glowed with incomparable brilliance. "Eighteen years, is he finally willing to contact me? Excellent! Where is the letter? I want to see it

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