Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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Chapter 580 578 will not wake up, disappointed

Shengge stared straight at Zi Wuya, and he didn't dare to look forward again.

Because he was afraid that if he went inside again, Zi Wuya would directly kill him if the disciples of Shenzhen Sect did not arrive.

If Su Qiqi hadn't appeared last night, he must have died.

It was so fascinating at the time, but now he doesn't dare to take the risk.

Just walking, Shengge stopped, frowned fiercely, and gritted his teeth.

Because he saw Zi Wuya actually looking for the latrine. It seemed that he didn't know where the latrine was just now.

Let Shengge have the urge to kill.

Is this really an immortal-level figure? Is this what going to the toilet is all about?

It's so substandard.

Then dozens of disciples from the Shenzhen Clan rushed over and stood behind Shengge, waiting for his orders.

Shengge, who looked a little ugly, could only wave his hand: "Everyone, please step aside. There's nothing wrong here."

I originally wanted to ask those disciples who were secretly watching Zi Wuya, but now it seems there is no need.

People just go to the toilet, what can be seen.

While shaking his sleeves, he walked out of the backyard with a bored expression and walked towards where Shenglan was just now.

"What's wrong?" Shenglan's face didn't look good either. She was really afraid of something happening. They didn't have that much strength to deal with it.

"It's okay." Shengge spat and waved his hand: "What a Purple Immortal, nothing more than that."

"He's not playing any tricks, is he?" Shenglan was still worried. Of course, she was even more afraid of the people that Tong Xiaotian was afraid of.

"No, he went to the toilet." Shengge's expression also recovered a little: "How is Tong Xiaotian doing?"

"It's okay." Sheng Lan also looked disappointed, but she also breathed a sigh of relief. If Zi Wuya was not as scary as imagined, their plan would be completed more smoothly.

She was always watching Su Qiqi's movements.

I was just a little confused. One morning passed, and Tong Xiaotian was still asleep.

No sign of waking up.

While talking, Su Qiqi had already washed her hands and walked out. First, she talked to Tong Xiaotian's eldest wife for a while, seeming to ask her to take good care of Head Tong.

Then he left as if nothing had happened.

And Tong Xiaotian's body was still covered with silver needles.

Even if he wakes up, he can't move.

Tong Xiaotian's wives didn't say anything.

But Shenglan felt something was wrong: "What kind of therapy is this?"

Shaking his head, Shengge also saw something new and frowned fiercely: "Aren't we being fooled?"

"Does she dare?" Sheng Lan also looked confused, tilting her head and looking inside. Several wives and concubines had already moved Tong Xiaotian into his room, and they didn't pay much attention to his unconsciousness.

"It's hard to say." Shengge had no better idea: "If Tong Xiaotian doesn't wake up, these people won't take action. We can only wait."

"We can only wait." Sheng Lan frowned slightly, her face slightly pale: "I'll go meet Su Qiqi."

"Sister, you have to be careful." Shengge hesitated. He had suffered too many losses at the hands of Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen, so he must have said with lingering fear.

"Don't worry, I will be careful." Sheng Lan smiled nonchalantly: "She doesn't dare to do anything in Shenzhen Sect."

"Don't mention Qiao Shan." Shengge still warned her, with a look of helplessness on her face: "Qiao Shan will never lie by her side."

Nodding, Shenglan's face turned a little green: "I understand."

He calmed down, straightened his clothes, and met Su Qiqi who was walking over.

There was a soft smile on his face, looking harmless.

Su Qiqi was not surprised. She also looked at Sheng Lan and smiled, but the smile was unpredictable.

"Thirteenth Aunt." Su Qiqi said honestly and politely: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Just asking how the head is doing?" Sheng Lan's expression was not good-looking. She could only be the concubine in her life. In fact, she also wanted to be the head's wife.

"It's very good." Of course, Su Qiqi would not say too much to her, and responded lightly: "The ladies are taking care of her, don't worry."

Sheng Lan looked Su Qiqi up and down for a long time, with a coldness that could not be concealed in her eyes. She already knew that Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen had ruined the Bai family.

Although it has nothing to do with him anymore, he still feels a little painful in his heart.

She really loved Bai Liancheng back then.

Otherwise, he would not pass it on to Tong Xiaotian, and would just wait for one day for Tong Xiaotian to find Bai Liancheng or avenge him.

"Is there anything else?" Su Qiqi's face didn't look good, and she didn't have a good impression of the Sheng family.

Being stopped here is even more unpleasant.

If she hadn't been unable to take action, she wouldn't have delayed time by treating Tong Xiaotian.

"It's okay." Sheng Lan shook her head, took a step back and moved out of the way.

With her head raised and chest puffed out, Su Qiqi walked over with an indifferent expression.

Shenglan didn't look at her again.

As he walked, he left a message: "Let your brother be careful and don't go out to die casually."

"You..." Shengge had the urge to kill, but for the sake of the overall situation, she had to endure it first.

He was seriously injured last time and has not fully recovered yet.

Shenglan pressed Shengge's shoulder and shook her head.

"She must have something to rely on. It seems that we underestimated her." Shenglan frowned and said with narrowed eyes.

"No, I have never underestimated Su Qiqi. I know how terrifying she is." Shengge shook her head: "I just didn't expect that she would be so arrogant in the Shenzhen Sect."

"She has Zi Wuya by her side." Shenglan smiled: "This man is willing to risk everything for her."

There is a bit of envy in my heart.

"Okay, let's go see how Tong Xiaotian is doing." Shengge also calmed down and did not look at Su Qiqi, who had reached the end of the road.

The most important person now is Tong Xiaotian.

The two of them walked quickly towards Tong Xiaotian's room.

Su Qiqi saw Zi Wuya with a smile on his face at the courtyard gate.

"Everything went well." Zi Wuya had a cloak in his hand at some point, and he put it on Su Qiqi's shoulders as he said, "The weather is getting cold, you should pay attention to your health."

Su Qiqi's belly bulged slightly, and there was a smile on her face. She raised her hand to tie the belt of her cloak, and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "I'm a little nervous now, so I don't feel the cold. "

"You shouldn't feel the cold after taking three fairy fruits." Zi Wuya seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, does Tong Xiaotian know about this?"

"They should know." Su Qiqi was also a little unsure: "If they knew, they probably wouldn't kill easily."

"Yes." Zi Wuya narrowed his eyes and nodded hesitantly: "I'm afraid they will have other ideas."

"Drink my blood?" Su Qiqi smiled: "If it is other things, such as thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, etc., drinking blood is still useful. This fairy fruit will not have any effect at all, because it It has become my spiritual power.”

"Perhaps, they know this." After Zi Wuya realized that he didn't understand the Divine Needle Sect well enough, he thought carefully about everything he said and did.

"In other words, they plan to get rid of us completely." Su Qiqi summed it up: "This can be regarded as helping the Demon Lord."

"Indirectly helping the Demon Lord." Zi Wuya smiled: "I think the Demon Lord must be very proud."

"Don't worry, Mo Wenchen won't let the enemy be too proud." Su Qiqi's face turned cold. Originally, the demon lord's minions in the human world had almost been cleared away, and he thought he could handle the government affairs well.

Unexpectedly, Shenzhenmen would actually play this trick.

"This time, the myth of the Divine Needle Sect's thousand-year longevity will be shattered, and there will never be a Divine Needle Sect in the world." Su Qiqi clenched his fist.

"When will Tong Xiaotian wake up?" Zi Wuya felt unhappy when he heard the words Mo Wenchen.

In fact, he wanted to say that if Mo Wenchen could do it, he could do it too.

He just disdained it.

He just wanted to protect Su Qiqi and didn't want to be the enemy of the world.

"If I don't let him wake up, he will never wake up." Su Qiqi's expression has returned to calm, and she is standing in the yard, with the wind blowing and her long hair flying.

The white cloak also dances with the wind.

It makes the whole person look like a fairy descending to earth.

So beautiful.

Zi Wuya looked straight at it, with deep love in his eyes.

The less he can get it, the more precious it becomes to him.

"Perhaps there is someone else who can help us." Su Qiqi looked into the distance and sighed.

"Who?" Zi Wuya couldn't think of any other expert.

"Chu Fan." Su Qiqi smiled faintly: "Your old friend."

"No one knows where he is now." A hint of clarity flashed in Zi Wuya's eyes, but then he shook his head: "His cultivation level is indeed above mine. If he helps us, the people in this courtyard will Women don’t have to worry about it.”

Then he asked again: "Do you know where he is?"

Shaking her head, Su Qiqi shrugged her shoulders, with a look of helplessness on her face: "I don't know either."

"Forget it, I just pretended that I didn't hear anything." Zi Wuya looked helpless and shook his head angrily.

"I'm a little tired and need to take a nap. You should go and take a rest." Su Qiqi didn't say much. She just wanted to liven up the atmosphere and prove that she wasn't worried.

"Okay, I will stay outside, you don't have to worry about anything." Zi Wuya said smoothly, and pushed Su Qiqi into the room without any explanation.

Su Qiqi didn't say anything more, knowing that even if she did, Zi Wuya wouldn't do it.

He doesn't trust himself and will always stay outside the door.

We can only leave it to him.

They are all god-level immortals. They don't actually need to rest too much, but Su Qiqi is pregnant and will get tired easily.

In the palace, Mo Wenchen listened to the news from Qiao Shan, his face was extremely cold, and there was a murderous intention in his eyes. He sat upright on the dragon chair, holding the memorial in his hand, and pursed his lips tightly.

There was no answer for a long time.

Qiao Shan stood quietly aside.

"You don't have to go to the Divine Needle Sect anymore." It took half a stick of incense to pass before Mo Wenchen said, "The Sheng family members are looking for you everywhere, but you just hit the tip of the spear."

"Yes." Qiao Shan also had this intention.

If he hadn't been at Shenzhen Gate, if he had met Shenglan and Shengge, he would have killed them directly and silenced them.

But now that the Shenzhen Sect has set up such a big battle, he can't make a move. If he goes there, he will really be throwing himself into a trap.

He and Feng Zhantian were working in the dark, and they would be noticed sooner or later.

But if someone else is discovered, the worst possible thing is to show up and directly protect Su Qiqi openly.

But he, Qiao Shan, can't. Once he shows up, he will be killed.

By then, the situation will be even more chaotic, and he understands this.

"Come here, go to Yueliang Palace quickly." Mo Wenchen said as he quickly wrote a line of words on the paper, added a jade seal, and handed it to the guard who walked in: "Be sure to hand it over to the master of Yueliang Palace. .”

Raising his hand, the man disappeared from sight.

He wanted to send someone to protect Su Qiqi.

Then he wrote another letter and used teleportation to send the person to Leijiabao.

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen. Thinking about it in the past few days, their magic power has not yet advanced, and they have to be busy again.

But Mo Wenchen had no other choice, even Leng Yan was under control, and the Shenzhen Sect had to be eliminated.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. . . . . . .