The little palace mistress obviously wanted to capture Gu Xijiu alive and torture her, so she didn't make any big killing moves.
She wanted to force Gu Xijiu in front of her like a cat teasing a mouse.
She liked to watch people gradually become helpless and finally despair.
Expression Gu Xijiu naturally knew what she was thinking, but under the spray of that extremely corrosive green juice, she had no choice.
Seeing her getting closer and closer to the little palace master, the little palace master clenched her fingers tightly and a bloodthirsty light flashed in her eyes.
Her fingertips were slightly bent, just waiting for Gu Xijiu to fall into the trap With a "swish" sound, a colorful ray of light rushed out from behind the side of the little palace master.
The angle of this colorful light was extremely tricky and it came unexpectedly.
The little palace master was unprepared and was almost hit by the colorful light.
She suddenly dodged, her eyes flashed, and as the purple shadow flashed, a person rushed towards her, blocking the little palace master, and also caught the little palace master's killing move.
"It's you, Mr.
Fuyi, what are you going to do?"
the young palace master yelled angrily.
The person who came was none other than Mr.
Fu Yi.
He gestured to Gu Xijiu to continue, and then smiled calmly: "You don't have to ask whether I am in the same group as her."
The young palace master: "" She turned pale and snorted coldly: "That's good, I can let you two make medicine together."
Mr.
Fuyi's thin lips curled up slightly: "We'll see, I'm afraid you don't have the ability.
But you can ask a few more subordinates to come and help you."
The young palace master is arrogant and arrogant, and Young Master Fuyi's spiritual power is at the Golden Immortal level.
And that Ren Zhongsheng is also a child of thirteen or fourteen years old.
According to reports from her orc subordinates, that girl is at the Yuanjun level.
The two men in front of her were no match for her, so naturally she didn't want to ask anyone for help.
So she just snorted coldly: "Why do I need someone else to take care of you two?
I can do it myself."
"Haha, if you have the ambition, remember what you said."
Mr.
Fuyi chuckled and fought with her.
At this moment, the back of the "black dragon" was covered with green corrosive liquid, and there was no place to set foot.
Only there was no mucus near the dragon's head, but it was too far away from Gu Xijiu, and she couldn't reach there directly without teleportation.
The young palace mistress also understood this, so she didn't think much of Gu Xijiu and concentrated on dealing with Mr.
Fuyi.
Her kung fu is much higher than that of Mr.
Fuyi.
After all, she has practiced for thousands of years, and even though Mr.
Fuyi is a genius, he has only practiced for six years.
She pressed hard on Mr.
Fu Yi, and he kept stepping back.
Of course, she would also take a look at Gu Xijiu between fights.
I saw her helplessly circling the tail of the black dragon.
It was obvious that she couldn't find a way up.
Now the little palace master felt more at ease and prepared to concentrate on capturing Mr.
Fuyi first, and then manipulate the little girl.
The two of them turned around like a revolving door, and unknowingly, the young palace mistress was being lured further and further away from Young Master Fuyi.
Although this Mr.
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Fu Yi's spiritual power is not as good as hers, his kung fu is extremely weird, and there is no trace for her to follow every move.
She originally thought she could completely crush her opponent and end the battle within a quarter of an hour, but she didn't expect that after a quarter of an hour, she only had a slight upper hand.
Not to mention, once the opponent made a move, it would be like a thunderstorm.
In the later stages of the fight, although she had the upper hand, she no longer dared to lose focus.
After fighting for about ten more minutes, she finally figured out the strength of her opponent and began to fight back vigorously.
Finally forced, Mr.
Fuyi was stretched thin and was about to lose: