Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 147 [The meeting of the wind and the cloud, the love of the world] (10)

Honeysuckle is smooth in the hand, and there is a unique breath in the hand, cold and warm coexist, which is a restrained yin and yang.
Holding the honeysuckle flower in her hand, she felt a slight connection between the honeysuckle flower and her body, and the sliver of zhenqi suddenly became cheerful, moving and growing rapidly, and the luster on the honeysuckle flower also flowed, and the yin and yang energy was passing away.

In a daze, she hastily cut off the connection between the two.Although she also hopes to increase her zhenqi as soon as possible and restore her peak strength, she can't take the essence of honeysuckle as the price. True qi can be cultivated at any time, but honeysuckle is used to save lives.

As soon as the honeysuckle's luster dimmed, it immediately emitted a more eye-catching luster. This time, the source was in the storage ring, and when the mind entered the storage ring, I found that the colorful luster was flowing on the longan-sized spirit pet egg, and was happily absorbing it. The essence of honeysuckle.

With a thought, she immediately cut off this connection. Although she herself was very curious and wanted to know what kind of spirit beast this pet egg was, but these can only be left for future research. The most urgent thing is to treat Xiao Qingyi.

"Ah, it's honeysuckle, she got the honeysuckle."

The movement here attracted everyone's attention, and someone exclaimed.

Meng Xiaodie also ignored it, and threw the honeysuckle upwards, circling above Xiao Qingyi's head, golden and white light poured down, covering him, a faint yin and yang energy gradually radiated, nourishing his body.

"She is using honeysuckle, stop her."

Yu Wenhua's eyes narrowed, and when he discovered Meng Xiaodie's intentions, he was furious. He was determined to win the honeysuckle, so how could he allow others to touch his finger.

"If you want honeysuckle, you have to pass my level first."

The middle-aged scribes and others surrounded Meng Xiaodie and the two to prevent anyone from coming forward to snatch the honeysuckle.

kill!

Yu Wenhua shouted angrily, the honeysuckle is being used and consumed, and if the time is delayed for a minute, one point of essence will be lost. attack.

He danced the long sword in his hand, and used a set of chaotic cloak swordsmanship. The swordsmanship was chaotic, and matched with his almost crazy state at this time, it perfectly complemented each other. people.

One foot stepped on a person's shoulder, and the long sword in his hand slashed at his head, intending to behead him.

Qi Sha approached with a ghostly figure, and stabbed him obliquely with a sword, stopped his sword with a ding, and the two fought together instantly.

Qi Sha makes a left-handed sword with a tricky angle, often unexpected, but somewhat stagnant. Yu Wenhua's chaotic cloak swordsmanship is indistinguishable.

In fact, his strength is far superior to Yu Wenhua's, but his right arm was injured by Meng Xiaodie before, and now he can't move freely with his left hand, and he is good at assassination and assassination, and he is not good at direct confrontation, so Yu Wenhua suppress.

Sha shouted loudly, this time everyone was desperate, Qi Sha's party was at a disadvantage, and it was gradually difficult to resist, and the battle circle gradually shrank, but everyone wanted to attack, but it was by no means a temporary success.

The balance of victory is gradually tilting towards Qi Sha's side. As long as they can hold on for a while and His Royal Highness is saved, they will win.

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and there was a rush of horseshoes.

Everyone looked sideways, and a pair of cavalrymen appeared at the end of their line of sight. The pedestrians were about thirty or forty riders, wearing soft armor, with a long knife around their waist, and a long spear on their backs.

"It's an assassin in white, take it down."

The leader of the cavalry glanced and landed on Meng Xiaodie and Xiao Qingyi in the crowd, recognized Xiao Qingyi's identity, and with a wave of his hand, thirty or forty riders rode their horses to charge, with a murderous aura, soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)