"Since we can't find it, let's just sit and wait for the prey to come to us. Anyway, he will come to us sooner or later. I don't think it is possible for him to find a toad to practice blood skills. He has owned four blood toads, so he naturally knows this blood toad.
It’s so precious, not to mention whether there are still four blood toads in the world. If there are really four blood toads, it would be extremely difficult to find them all. It’s impossible in every ten or eight years. I don’t think it’s possible.
It would be such a waste of time. Otherwise, he would not practice such quick evil skills." Su Baobao has super analytical ability.
After careful analysis, it really makes sense.
"Someone is coming... Someone is coming... Someone is assassinating the Emperor..."
Just as everyone was discussing indecisively, an urgent cry for help came from the distance.[
The sound is not loud, but it can be heard clearly by them.
Sure enough, here it comes!
Everyone stood up and followed quickly.
Ye Wuyan pulled Su Qiqi: "Follow me, and don't take even one step away from me."
"I know!" Su Qiqi nodded with a smile.
Followed closely behind him.
Because the palace where Qi Qi lived was next to the Little Emperor's Palace, everyone arrived quickly.
At this time, a large number of guards were already fighting with a group of assassins in black, and the scene was very chaotic.
No one expected that hundreds of assassins would sneak in in broad daylight.
In front of the little emperor, at this moment, a man in purple clothes wearing a mask was advancing step by step. In front of the little emperor, it was Li Qiaobai who was resisting vigorously with the man in purple clothes.
"Your Majesty, back off!" Li Qiaobai was clearly no match for the purple-clothed sect leader. He had been slapped several times in succession. The corners of his mouth were covered in blood, and a lot of wine was sprayed on his snow-white robe.
It looks very shocking.
Ye Wuyan frowned.
"Baijian, protect Qiqi!" Shen Chen said, already rushing towards the purple-clothed sect master.
The two of them started fighting.
The showdown between the two masters was earth-shattering.
At this time, Su Qiqi quickly took out the ghost flute in his hand and started playing it.
The faint and fluttering ghost flute blew out a very ecstatic sound, making people gradually become confused.
On the field, the movements of the people fighting gradually slowed down.[
Then, as if he was drunk, he walked around gently, stumbled here and there, and dropped the weapon in his hand. There was an expression on his face that was almost obsessed, as if he was caught in a very beautiful state.
.
It looked a bit like he had inhaled white powder.
The eyes were slightly closed, with a very obsessed expression, and the person kept shaking.
As Su Qiqi blew, her eyes fell on the purple-clothed sect master and Fang Wuyan, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
She tried her best to transfer the sound of the flute to the purple-clothed sect master, but found that this time, it had no effect on him.
What's going on?
Moreover, Ye Wuyan was able to fight against him that night, but today it seemed that she was even half a point weaker than him.
As for the exchange of moves between masters, this half point is already very far.
If you are not careful, you will die.
Su Qiqi couldn't help but become nervous.
He put down the ghost flute in his hand and stared at Ye Wuyan.
At this moment, the purple-clothed sect master roared wildly, the sound was high-pitched and feminine, and it sounded so scary.