Murong Lengzhuang's eyes were cold, she did not dare to absorb spiritual power, the more her spiritual power, these things would grow in her body.
"However, they find your spiritual power by smell, which means that someone has put a curse on you. You look like an ugly old woman now, and after half an hour they suck it, your hair will fall and your teeth will fall. There will be none, and it will be ashes in the end."
Murong Lengzhuang ignored Kyuubi's words and continued to search for flaws.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he immediately closed his eyes and ran "You Shen Zhen Ling" to absorb spiritual power.
The spiritual power and blood that those masks greedily absorbed, suddenly, a powerful force rushed in, and they sucked up frantically.
Murong's complexion was pale with cold makeup, and he felt the bones all over his body were shifting in general pain, and the strong power wandered through his body, sprinting every spiritual vein in his body.
A steady stream of power rushed toward her from the sky and the earth, and the clouds in the vast sky swam frantically, continuously merging, the clouds collided with each other, and thunder and lightning were generated. In an instant, lightning strikes the earth frantically.
"Thunder—Canglong Break!" Before they could completely suck her up, she immediately folded her hands together and quickly summoned spiritual skills.
The purple silver spear condensed again, and the blue dragon struck from the sky.
With a sound of "Boom!", the flames soared into the sky, and the heat spread all over the body, and the skin turned red and purple as if it was about to burn.
These masks and faces were cold things, and couldn't stand the impact of such a high temperature. They quickly separated from Murong Lengzhuang's body, and Murong Lengzhuang took the opportunity to emerge from the flames.
The body immediately returned to its original state, the mask lost its nutrients and was instantly destroyed by fire.
The grandmother of the palace suddenly changed her face and screamed, and she went into the ground.
"Puff!" In a certain room, Concubine Murong suddenly sat up, vomiting a mouthful of blood, and later generations fell unconscious.
"Concubine--what's wrong with you? Come, please call the doctor."
Seeing that all the masks were destroyed, Murong Lengzhuang breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Thank you, Nine Tails."
There is no reply, the sky is clear, and the residence has long been destroyed, Murong Lengzhuang had to find a place at will, closing his eyes and resting.
Early the next morning.
Ye Weilan had already been waiting on the carriage, and the ever-changing mask was still cold.
He sits gracefully on the white fox fur, graceful and noble,
He leaned in front of the woman, his eyes met, but he couldn't read the other person's thoughts.
"I didn't cry, it really is cold-blooded! Xiao Lengzhuang, you are becoming less and less of my aesthetics." The man curled his thin lips viciously, "I thought, you got in the car and cried and I hugged you."
A cold hand wrapped his arms around his neck, and the scent that belonged to her hit his throat.
Murong Lengzhuang pushed the person away and said coldly: "Hold it, remember the relationship between us."
Ye Weilan sighed lightly, the hug was over before he could react. His hand touched Murong Lengzhuang’s cheeks, and his fingertips rubbed her lips, with a fascinating natural enchantment: "Little Lengzhuang, I hope you really let it go. You are bound by feelings, and you will become brainless. . As for our relationship, wait until you have the ability to tell me."
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