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Chapter 2012 Backhand

"Sister Qi, do we want to chase after you?"

The seventh young master next to him showed a hint of worry on his cold face. Although he was half-brother, he still had some feelings for his sister.

Princess Qilian narrowed her eyes slightly.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

at this time.

A heart-wrenching scream from Princess Nine came from the pavilion in the lake.

The seventh young master was shocked: "Sister Seven, if the four of us go together, and the ninth sister and Ouyang Qingyu will be six to two, even if Zhang Xun is a demon envoy, he will not be able to do anything to us,"

Princess Qilian was unmoved.

The seventh young master hesitated for a moment, but still revealed his worries:

"The most important thing is that if something happens to the elder brother, my grandfather will be punished by then. I am afraid that even if my mother comes forward, she may not be able to stop Xuanhuang's roar!"

They had no evidence to prove that the eldest son had a connection with the demon envoy.

I am afraid that Emperor Zhou Xuan learned the bad news and thought that their sisters were robbing treasures and killing people, so even if they jumped into the Yellow River, they would not be able to wash them clearly. Moreover, there was the treasure from the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect in the pavilion in the lake. They spent many years of hard work and always had to fight.

Fu Shiyi saw the intention of the Seventh Master and quickly spread his right hand:

"Princess Qilian, Seventh Young Master, before you came in, I secretly opened a photo pod to record all the scene that happened just now."

She was afraid that she would be affected by Emperor Zhou Xuan’s anger!

When the seventh young master saw the dou pod, his eyes lit up, and Princess Qilian also praised and smiled at Fu Shiyi.

but.

But Fu Shiyi suddenly held the pod in the photo and said sincerely:

"Prince Qilian, I am a mediocre person, and I have no blessing to pay homage to this treasure of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, so I would like to ask the princess to give me a token from the site and a pass to leave Baizhou. I am heading to southern Xinjiang this time, and I have been delaying too much time in Baizhou."

Exchange the token of the site with a photo pod.

Fu Shiyi was a little nervous, wondering if the other party was willing, Princess Qilian's face remained unmoved.

The seventh young master on the side was full of displeasure. The other party was just a small golden elixir from a remote place. He even dared to negotiate terms with them. It was the old birthday boy who hanged himself and thought he had a long life!

Gently pinch the gesture with your right hand.

Instantly.

A terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly spread out from him.

Feng Yu, who was next to him, had quick eyes and hands. He stomped his feet slightly and removed all the spiritual pressure rushing towards Fu Shiyi's side. Feng Yu quickly said: "Qilang, leave a line for everything, so we can meet each other in the future. This Fu Shiyi is not an ordinary person. Maybe we will still have some use for her in the future."

Feng Yu's thoughts are obviously the same as Princess Qilian.

Princess Qilian smiled, reached out and took out an ancient token from her sleeve, and threw it forward: "This is the key to the site. Since Miss Fu doesn't want to keep it too much, I won't force it. As for the order to pass the Baizhou pass, when I leave the site of Wangui Gate, you will ask me for it!"

Sure enough, everything cannot be the best of both worlds.

"Princess Xie, then I will take my leave first!"

Fu Shiyi took the token and just thanked him, even more miserable screams came from the pavilion in the lake. The Nine Princess in the pavilion in the lake seemed to be tortured.

This place cannot be left.
Chapter completed!
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