The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

"Ah...ah...get away...you bitches, get out of me...ahhh..." Feng Mo'er was entangled by more than a dozen resentments, and she rolled and wailed on the ground.

Although there were no obvious scars on the body, the neck, face, wrists and legs were all black and blue, and even a pair of eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes because of the extreme fear and evil spirit, and they almost broke out.

"Mo'er, my Mo'er, sir, what is going on with Mo'er, please help her, please help her!" Liu Shuxian watched her little daughter hardly been tortured by the resentment. He was so distressed that he was holding Feng Zheng's arm and almost knelt down for him.

Feng Zheng's old face was also terribly ugly.

Firstly, I was indeed worried about Feng Mo'er's safety; secondly, these grievances turned out to be the servant girls of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In addition, the domestic servants in the distance talked about them, and all fell on Yu Xiao and Nangong. In Yan's ears, we can see what kind of place the Prime Minister's Mansion is.

"Ah..." Feng Moer let out another scream, she even picked up a stone from the side and put it in her mouth: "I will cut off my tongue to pay you, I will cut, I will cut... "

Seeing her mouth was cut by the stone, she was about to cut her tongue.

Feng Zheng bowed at Yu Xiao, and said anxiously: "Jade head, I'm sorry to save the little girl..."

Yu Xiao looked dignified, and seeing the lotus pond's grievances getting heavier, the entire prime minister's mansion was shrouded in a black mist.

Without saying a word, Feisheng stood on the rockery, holding on to the hole in the waist, blowing out a piece of Requiem.

The slow melody lingers in the black mist, which has the effect of resurrection and cleansing resentment.

auzw.com The man stood against the wind, under the bright moonlight, he wore his blue clothes and was windless, he was immortal, without the cynical raised eyebrows, and his forehead casualness. 』, turned into the sacred realm of the Cloud Palace, protecting the common head of the Cloud Palace.

A chuckle crossed the corner of Feng Ruchu's mouth, wanting to save Feng Mo'er so easily under her hands?

Even if she doesn't die, she must taste the despair and fear of those wronged souls before they die.

He broke the **** and drew a few more talismans with painstaking effort and hit Feng Mo'er on the body.

The group of resentful spirits that had been soothed by the Requiem Song was instantly aroused by resentment and anger, gathered together frantically, and entangled Feng Mo'er with its teeth and claws.

Yu Xiao frowned, her tune adjustment speeded up a bit, and her spiritual power increased by 20%.

At the moment when the Requiem and the spell collided, Feng Ruchu obviously felt a suffocation in his chest, as if he was hit by a huge boulder.

She gritted her teeth, settled her mind, and played a talisman again...

But at this moment, a cold white light flashed, accurately smashing her transparent talisman.

Mo Qing's face is clear, her eyes are not waved, her wide sleeves are waving, a faintly inaudible fragrance permeates, and the three talisman, dozens of resentful spirits, and requisites that press on Feng Moer's shoulders instantly The melody of the song and Yu Xiao's aura disappeared.

Those resentful spirits seemed to feel the catastrophe, and fled wildly, like countless black frogs, squeezing their heads into the lotus pond.

Seeing Mo Qing's move, Yu Xiao naturally would not waste any more spiritual energy, so he flew up from the rockery and landed firmly on the ground.