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infamous 3

"You, you, why are you, hurry up, go and report to the princess inside, they are back."

Seeing Wuming No. 1 suddenly appear at the gate of the palace, the guard said tremblingly, and was so scared that he couldn't even hold the spear in his hand.

I'm going to wear it!

Why did this person suddenly appear here?

Where is that witch?

Thinking of this, the guards quickly swept around in panic, and finally confirmed that Jiuyin was not in the palace. The guards relaxed slightly with their hearts.

"Where is that little bitch Feng Qingyun? Hurry up and call her out."

Wuming No. 1 glanced around, then stared at the guards with a sharp look, and his momentum was full of energy, which scared the guards to death.

However.

At this moment, the mind power bead in Wuming's hand suddenly became dark, and the smell emitted from the bead body was dissipating with the passage of time.

No, it is not dissipation, it is converging.

The smell that could be smelled within a hundred steps suddenly changed to only fifty steps

Then to ten steps

Then to three steps

Until the end, there was no smell.

Feeling that the mind-power bead suddenly disappeared, Wuming No. 1 was slightly stunned for a moment, and soon realized that this was his own highness's work.

"Oh my God, my wound is really healed."

The people in front of the palace all watched in amazement as the wound on their arms slowly healed and then completely healed!

"My one is fine, sir, are you the ones who saved us?"

"The one in the hand of the Lord is the Divine Bead, which saved our lives." The healed people knelt down at Wuming No. 1 and sang in a very admirable tone.

Listen to the people

Wuming No. 1 suddenly changed his serious expression, grinned with big white teeth with great smugness, and looked down at the Minlizhu.

Look up again.

His eyes were extremely proud and proud to look at the people and the obsessed guards, looking at them like a look. Looking around, they were all the arrogant look of His Highness.

"What are you all quarreling?"

"Stop the princess. Didn't you just say that the antidote will arrive after half a moment?" At this moment, a domineering voice came from the palace.

Wuming No. 1 turned around and looked up.

The arrogant expression on Feng Qingyun's face that caught his eye.

She took steps, with a proud and unyielding aura, and her eyes were superior to others.

But when Wuming No. 1's eyes were still on Feng Qingyun's face, his eyes were glaring.

He remembered that when he saw Feng Qingyun a few days ago, there was still vomiting blood flowing on her face, but now, it has been half healed.

The wound that had originally ulcerated the entire face has now been scabbed.

In addition to the chin, there are also ugly and nauseating scabs, only red scars are left in other places.

"Why are you here?" At this time, Feng Qingyun also saw clearly that the person coming was Wuming No. 1, and his face suddenly became cold and he spoke very coldly.

Wuming glanced at Feng Qingyun with disgust and contempt.

He put his hands on his chest and said something that he deserves a great blow: "A ugly little bitch, if you say another word, have you learned enough lessons last time?"

Hearing this sentence.

Feng Qingyun clenched her fingertips, her eyes sharp, and the murderous intent in her eyes was about to be revealed.

She finally got medicine to restore her chin. When she fully recovered from her wound, she must make this person regret saying what she said today!

Suddenly, Feng Qingyun's afterwards glanced at the healed people outside the palace: "Why are they..."
Chapter completed!
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