Chapter 117 : [The Tragic Woman] 2
Looking at Aunt Luo's smile at this moment, she is really a little unnatural.
After all, they are half relatives...
After Aunt Luo helped Nalan Zhiqing give the sobering soup, she found that Tianqi was still thinking about something and said, "Why don't you drink it?"
"Oh——" Tianqi frowned
Aunt Luo's eyes quickly passed over a trace of murderous intent.
Seeing her pink lips approaching the porcelain bowl, the corners of her lips pursed deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, Tianqi stopped what she was doing
"Brother is asleep?"
It turned out that Tianyu fell asleep lying on the table with the hangover soup in his hand before he drank it.
"No rush, you drink first, and I will feed your brother later -"
Tianqi narrowed her eyes, threw the porcelain bowl in her hand on the table, and said angrily: "Who are you?!"
Aunt Luo was startled, and then said innocently: "Tianqi, what's wrong with you? I'm your Aunt Luo!"
Tianqi suddenly came close and pinched her neck, "You are not her, tell me! Who are you?"
A cloud of black energy emerged from Aunt Luo's face. Tianqi immediately took a few steps back and widened her eyes.
"Evil spirit?"
"Oh? So you know, that stupid bird must have told you!" The black air drifted outside the house, and at this time, a man in black robes came in and said
As soon as Aunt Luo softened, she immediately fell to the ground unconscious.
"Are you from the Black Soul Sect?!"
The black mist shrouded the face, making it difficult to see the face. The whole body was surrounded by black, and there was a disgusting evil aura all over the body.
"Jie Jie, I am from the Black Soul Sect——" the man Jie Jie laughed.
"Are you the one who wants to take away my purple fire?" Tian Qi asked with a gloomy face.
"By the way, it's me. Hand over the purple fire to me, and I can consider making you immortal and making you my black slave..."
"I'm so delusional, but I don't even look at what you look like!" Tianqi said in disgust, clenching her right hand involuntarily.
There, Xiaobai is still purifying the purple fire
This person's cultivation level can't even be seen by herself. He must be above her, and he can also sneak attack Xiaobai...
Tianqi pursed her lips, feeling troubled for the first time
"You're a crazy person, but I don't like my black slaves being disobedient." The man shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, "My hands will be free of blood today. Someone is willing to take your life -"
The man clapped his hands and a woman walked in from outside the door.
Tianqi's eyes suddenly widened
"Nalan Tianxi!!!"
Isn’t it Nalan Tianxi who is wearing a long black dress?
Her face was faintly covered with a black aura. Could it be that she took the Black Soul Sect's elixir, sold her soul, and became the black slave that the man said???
Nalan Tianxi smiled sinisterly, showing her white teeth, "Nalan Tianqi, today I will let you die without a burial place!!!"
Although it was a disgusting smile, Tianqi found that her eyes were very dull and lifeless.
"Are you surprised? Do you want to rescue her? Jie Jie, come and call out your purple fire, hurry up -"
Tianqi sneered, "Rescue her? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? You can say such ridiculous things. I really doubt whether there is something wrong with your IQ, or are all of you in the Black Soul Sect just like you?"
stupid?!"
The corners of the black-robed man's mouth twitched, but he was not angry. His eyes fell on Nalan Zhiqing.
Chapter completed!