Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

"Where are we going?" Fen looked at Mo Wenchen. This time it was too tragic. They were all seriously injured and needed to be treated as soon as possible. However, there were people from Zi Wuya everywhere, and it was not safe to go anywhere.

"There's someone coming from behind, we don't need to run away." Mo Wenchen's face had never looked so ugly. Not only was he seriously injured, but he still couldn't bring Su Qiqi out.

This made him hate himself a little.

I hate myself for being useless, and I hate myself for causing Su Qiqi to suffer.

As he finished speaking, dozens of men in black had gathered around him, making no sound.

"This should be the killer of Luofeng City." Su Li raised his eyebrows lightly and took a deep breath: "He is well trained."

"Yeah, interesting." Fen Ye smiled.

Shengge stood in front of Mo Wenchen: "Your Majesty, you retreat first, I will delay for a while."

"This is the only way." Mo Wenchen looked at Hua Chi and Mengli, who were the most seriously injured. They really couldn't waste any more time.

"Let's go." Fen did not hesitate. Only Shengge could resist now.

There is no way.

"It's not that easy to leave." The killer took a step forward and shouted: "Kill, no one will be spared."

Shengge's expression also froze, and she silently recited the inner meaning, then put the soul-stealing flute to her lips, and the faint and graceful sound of the flute floated out into the sky.

Floating far, far away.

Mo Wenchen and the others did not stop and were already entangled with the killers, but they were clearly outmatched.

Han Ziyue was hit by another sword on the shoulder, and Su Li and Mo Wenchen were barely holding on.

However, as soon as the flute sounded, screams came from the killers.

One of them fell to the ground bleeding from his orifices on the spot.

This time, Shengge’s flute sound was powerful, loud and fast enough.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Then Mo Wenchen realized that Su Qiqi had refined a resurrection grass for Sheng Ge, which greatly increased his magic power and allowed him to control the soul-seizing flute freely.

This is a good thing, otherwise they would be no match for these killers.

"Let's retreat quickly." While the killers were in a hurry, Mo Wenchen shouted again, and everyone rushed out quickly, supporting each other.

Everything here can only be left to Shengge.

The sound of the flute is getting louder and louder, and more and more urgent.

Several killers wanted to chase Mo Wenchen and others, but they were all forced back by the sound of the flute.

In the blink of an eye, seven of the dozens of killers were dead, and all of them died in horrific circumstances.

It can be said to be terrible.

Because of the singing, all creatures within a hundred miles of the area retreated far away, not daring to come near. The people nearby also closed their doors and windows, and covered their ears with their hands at home.

Shengge has tried hard to control the sound of the flute so as not to hurt innocent people.

After his magic power was advanced, his control ability also increased.

Although it will affect the birds, beasts and people, it will not hurt them. At most, it will make them upset.

As long as his magic power increases, his Xiao Sheng can be freely retracted and released, and he can target whomever he wants.

The effect of a rejuvenating grass is quite great.

It was not until dark that all the killers fell to the ground. The sound of the flute continued uninterrupted, and even the hands holding the flute trembled a little.

During this period, Mo Wenchen and others randomly found a house. After settling down, Fen treated their injuries one by one.

Of course, the matter of buying medicine can only be left to Mo Wenchen.

He was seriously injured, but he was able to move around.

But from the beginning to the end, Mo Wenchen's face was dark.

After buying the medicine, Mo Wenchen went to pick up Shengge again, and was a little surprised and even more surprised to see that he was in good condition and that none of his injured hands were left.

If there were no advanced Shengge this time, there wouldn't be any of them left.

"Let's go." Mo Wenchen stepped forward and patted Shengge on the shoulder. Mo Wenchen didn't say anything else.

"Your Majesty, how are you? You are so seriously injured. Why are you running around? Let me carry you." Shengge put away the flute, feeling excited. He could finally control the soul-stealing flute. It was a divine weapon in the sky. He had been holding it. It's around, but it can't be used.

I'm really excited now.

"No need. When you were in the forbidden area, your magic power advanced. After you return, you have to be diligent." Mo Wenchen shook his head, but still straightened his waist and held his head high. He was not an expert, so he couldn't tell that he was seriously injured.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Shengge nodded vigorously, took the large bag of medicinal materials in Mo Wenchen's hand, and walked with him towards the depths of the house.

Zi Wuya was busy trying on the dragon robes. He was a little surprised that the killers were still not coming back. While sending people to inquire, he came to the Goddess Hall and asked Su Qiqi to look at the dragon robes for him.

Su Qiqi, who was sitting in the chair, just glared at Zi Wuya and said nothing.

Without being angry, Zi Wuya just patted the robe and turned around in front of Su Qiqi: "If you don't speak, it means this dragon robe is very good."

"You won't succeed." Su Qiqi narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "In this world, only the benevolent will win."

"Those who win the world are those who have strong means and hard fists." Zi Wuya didn't care: "And tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, who can stop me?"

"Even if you can't stop him, you can only be emperor for a few days." Su Qiqi was annoyed, and of course she wouldn't say anything nice.

"I don't like this. I won't be the emperor for more than a few days, and the same goes for you, the queen." Zi Wuya shook his head, flicked his sleeves and sat on the left side of Su Qiqi, while looking down at her: "For The child in your belly, you’d better not play tricks.”

Su Qiqi turned away and snorted coldly.

Zi Wuya looked down at the moon soul on Su Qiqi's neck again, and the smile on his lips deepened.

As long as Su Qiqi is his, this moon soul is also his.

"Feng Su is in my hands. After your baby son is born, you have to be even more careful." Zi Wuya smiled softly again, and put a hand on Su Qiqi's shoulder, making her face him: "Don't blame me. I didn’t remind you.”

Su Qiqi glared at Zi Wuya and did not answer. She was thinking about how Zi Wuya could cure Feng Su.

In this world, only Yuehun can make Fengsu wake up.

And the only person to fuck with Yuehun is himself.

For Feng Su to wake up, it depends on whether Su Qiqi is willing or not.

Therefore, she simply ignored Zi Wuya's threat.

I find it even more ridiculous.

"You don't believe it?" Zi Wuya frowned slightly and looked deeply at Su Qiqi. He also understood that only Yuehun could wake up Feng Su.

However, after Su Qiqi became his, they could get along day and night, and he felt that he could definitely replace Mo Wenchen.

He wanted to cure Feng Su, but he kept it to threaten the gods and demons.

In his last life, he was sealed into the Demon Refining Pot by the Demon Lord and the God Lord. In this life, he will keep an eye on these two people and make them his subordinates.

Su Qiqi ignored Zi Wuya, of course she didn't believe it, and she wouldn't be stupid enough to heal Feng Su and let her threaten herself and her son.

Then she, Su Qiqi, is really a fool.

"Once the deity transforms, he will no longer recognize you as my mother." Zi Wuya said with a smile, with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

This is a fact.

"So what if he doesn't recognize me, he's also my son." Su Qiqi thought Zi Wuya was ridiculous. Even if the son doesn't recognize the mother, the mother will not attack her son.

Zi Wuya could think so, he was really cold-blooded and ruthless.

It's even more heartless.

"Okay, you won't listen to anything I say now. You will understand by yourself when the time comes." Seeing Su Qiqi like this, Zi Wuya didn't say anything more. He just raised an eyebrow and clasped his hand on her shoulder. He used some strength to pull his hand back: "You should take a rest first, don't think about leaving."

Get up and leave.

Su Qiqi stared at Zi Wuya's back until he left the Goddess Hall.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qiqi took out the Hand of the Moon Soul from the Void Cauldron. She hadn't touched the Hand of the Moon Soul in a few years. Her self-imposed Heavenly Seal was stolen, and he and Mo Wenchen had constant twists and turns. At that time, she wanted to use the hand of Moon Soul, but she couldn't activate the magic power.

This time, the Broken Soul Pavilion and his party made her recover as before, which was a big gain.

After dismissing everyone in the Goddess Hall, Su Qiqi personally closed the door and locked it.

The palace maids and guards were all helpless.

They all ran to report Zi Wuya.

Hearing that Su Qiqi had kicked everyone out, Zi Wuya didn't care and just ordered everyone to stay outside the palace.

"You have a bad temper." Zi Wuya finally smiled, thinking that Su Qiqi was being suppressed by Mount Tai.

After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm leaving first. If anything happens, please let me know at any time."

Su Qiqi nodded and watched him leave.

Then he sighed softly.

The seven Mo Wenchen were slowly adjusting the spiritual power in their bodies to integrate it into the limbs, seven meridians and eight meridians. A Sister-in-Law’s Story: Happy Abandonment of a Concubine

Finally, truly become your own spiritual power.

"I wonder how Qiqi is doing?" Fen's face was rosy and energetic, but his eyes were full of worry: "Today is Zi Wuya's enthronement ceremony."

"Should we go make trouble?" Su Li also retracted his hands, exhaled, and frowned hard.

"I'm afraid it won't work today. The spiritual power of this Moon Soul is very overbearing. You must get used to it, otherwise you will go crazy." Su Li shook his head: "His enthronement ceremony doesn't matter. He must go there tomorrow. Tomorrow he will be canonized as the Seventh Seven is the Queen, this is absolutely not okay.”

Mo Wenchen, who was frowning tightly, also nodded: "Everyone has another day of rest. Tomorrow, we will go destroy the place."

"But we have to think of a foolproof strategy. Zi Wuya is unscrupulous. If he threatens Qiqi again then, we will still be helpless." His face burned.

Hua Chi, who was sitting on the side, also nodded thoughtfully: "Otherwise, I will control the servants around Qiqi first, or I can resist Zi Wuya's approach and buy us some time."