The people in the hall were all stunned. Maybe they didn't understand why Huqing didn't resist in the end.
What's more, he didn't even evade, as if he deliberately let Nan Xian kill him.
Especially the moment Huqing fell, the pride in his eyes was even more chilling.
Soon, the next scene made everyone's eyes widen with shock and astonishment.
Everyone only saw a figure gradually spreading out on top of the old body.
It was a pale young man, quite handsome, his whole body was transparent and swaying in the breeze.
"Hahaha, Nan Changfeng, I want to thank you for helping me stay away from this old thing's body," Hu Qing's voice was sinister, and she laughed twice, "Now that I have no body, you can't help me. Wait until the future
I have found another **, and I will come back to settle accounts with you."
He already disliked Jiu Luo's body. Now that he finally left, he felt relieved.
Then, perhaps he expected the shocked, angry, and helpless expressions of the people in front of him, and a smile appeared on his pale face.
But when he raised his eyes and looked up, he found that the man in front of him was still as calm and elegant as the wind.
Immediately... the man raised his head slightly and looked at the top of his head.
Hu Qing was obviously startled. The top of his head was shrouded in a shadow, which was completely different from what he expected.
He couldn't help but raise his head...
A huge pot was like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the earth like a cloud, covering his head.
For some reason, Huqing's heart trembled after seeing this huge pot, and she always had a bad feeling.
But before he could escape, the giant pot had already opened its lid, swallowed his entire soul into the pot, and then slammed the lid back on.
"Let me out, let me out!"
Huqing's angry and anxious voice came from the pot.
But no one paid attention to him, and the entire palace was in silence.
Feng Ruqing raised her hand, and the small pot instantly shrank in size and turned into a bowl-sized shape, falling into Feng Ruqing's hand.
"Mom," Xiao Qinghan held Feng Ruqing's hand and said softly, "Is his mind a little bad? Why does he want to seek death by himself when his cheap dad obviously can't kill him?"
Even though the national master's strength has improved a lot, but...at most he is only slightly stronger than Hu Qing. It is still difficult to kill him here.
But Hu Qing was too impatient. He was anxious to leave this place, so he deliberately sought death and hit Nan Xian's sword.
He thought that once he got out of jail, Nanxian would be unable to help him.
pity……
A small pot can swallow anything, and the same is true for a soul body.
Therefore, he shot himself in the foot.
Feng Ruqing stroked her chin gently and smiled: "Well, he may be really stupid to make such a choice."
Xiao Qinghan turned to look at the giant pot, her mouth slightly open and her big eyes unblinking.
Somehow, Feng Ruqing actually saw a trace of saliva... from the corner of Xiao Qinghan's mouth.
"Qinghan, you can't eat it."
Feng Ruqing said solemnly: "Eating this kind of thing will cause diarrhea."
"oh."
Xiao Qinghan swallowed her saliva and nodded obediently and sensibly: "I listen to my mother."
Feng Ruqing's complexion improved a lot. She raised her eyes and landed on Nan Xian, with a warm light in her eyes.