Hua Chi's expression suddenly felt a bit painful, and he sighed deeply.

Seems to be tortured by the spells in the body.

Seeing this, Zi Wuya didn't move any more, just staring at Hua Chi, he was more alert.

"Brother Hua" Su Qiqi was also surprised: "What happened to you?"

"Ju Qi, stay away from him." Zi Wuya quickly picked up Su Qi Qi, the carriage was a little crowded, but he still protected Su Qi Qi on his side.

The corners of his lips were tight, his brows were twisted fiercely, and Hua Chi's forehead had a large number of sweat beads falling down.

The whole man was half in the corner, his hands clenched into fists, as if resisting something.

"This place is getting closer and closer to the twelfth house, and his degree of control will be deeper and deeper. He must now have the urge to kill you, but he is trying to restrain it." Zi Wuya guarded Su Qiqi, while He whispered, "In fact he shouldn't be here."

"But" Su Qiqi glanced at Zi Wuya and wanted to say that you brought him here.

But then swallowed back, after all, now Zi Wuya is Zi Wuya, not a fox demon.

Some words are useless.

She just hoped that Zi Wuya's soul could keep suppressing the fox demon, so that she would have one more help.

You can go to Broken Soul Pavilion to find Feng Su.

"What now?" Su Qiqi turned to ask, his face a little worried.

She didn't want to give up Hua Chi, but Zi Wuya was right. The closer to the twelfth house, the better Ma Zun can control Hua Chi.

Even if Hua Chi's will is stronger, there are spells in his body.

"Turn the horse's head." Zi Wuya opened the curtain and instructed the driver aloud, "Go back to King City."

The coachman gave no objection, and gave the silver, as long as he went.

Su Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Zi Wuya's soul will not be suppressed any more within a short time.

She can finally feel relieved.

However, Hua Chi was still very painful, his eyes were a little red, and he leaned his body in the corner as much as possible, holding his hands fiercely, for fear that Su Qiqi would be hurt.

His brain is awake, that is, his movements are somewhat uncontrolled.

After all, he practiced dementia, and his will was several times stronger than ordinary people.

In order to practise dementia at that time, he abandoned his martial arts himself.

What kind of determination and courage is this.

Most people dare not take such risks.

Once you practice dementia, in addition to being able to control the opponent, it can be said that there is no power to bind the chicken.

Of course, Hua Chi's accomplishments in light work are also very high. However, there must be no problem in escaping.

But this time Fang Yi was still on the road, not because he was too careless, but because he was too impulsive.

This impulse is also due to Su Qiqi.

"Brother Hua" Su Qiqi whispered another sentence, and was close to Zi Wuya. Su Qiqi also clenched his hands tightly, and her hands were full of cold sweat. She knew that if this continued, they would take measures.

Either she **** Hua Chi, or killed him according to Zi Wuya.

However, Su Qiqi will never choose the latter.

Hua Chi didn't answer, closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.

"Wait a minute." Zi Wuya patted Su Qiqi's shoulder: "Or we should go to Broken Soul Pavilion."

"Breaking Soul Pavilion" Su Qiqi hesitated, this is where Mo Wenchen is going to go, because Feng Su is there.

Zi Wuya said at this time, suddenly made her feel a sense of crisis.

He looked up and looked deep into Zi Wuya, not to miss a little change in his expression.

"Yeah, there is a space for independent existence." Zi Wuya nodded in a scripture: "They have taken Feng Su this time, they must have some skills."

"Can they restore Brother Hua to its original state?" Su Qiqi's brain also thought quickly, thinking more about the feasibility of this matter.

She was afraid of Zi Wuya's idea of ​​playing Fengsu.

However, after thinking about it, Zi Wuya really wanted Feng Su's idea, and he didn't have to bring his own.

Or think too much.

"You can try it." Zi Wuji shook his head: "Specifically, I'm not quite sure, just seeing such records in the twelfth house."

"Well, let's go back to Wangcheng first and discuss with Mo Wenchen." Su Qiqi nodded reluctantly, still looking at Hua Chi, his eyes were deeply self-blame and distressed.

Hua Chi fights against the spells in his body just to not hurt himself.

That way, it seems that life is not as good as death.

After a long while, the carriage hurried forward.

Hua Chi, who was half-volted in the corner, only raised his head. The sweat on his face was more like water-washed, his eyes were a little chaotic, and the usual clarity was reduced: "July 7 is all right"

Then, lie down in the carriage.

"It seems that he cannot approach the twelfth house." Zi Wuya frowned. "This deity is really capable, he has been seriously injured and can control these people."

"I want to come to Fang Yihe and the funeral flower is also nearby." Su Qiqi's face is not good-looking. This deity is doing everything to kill the deity in his stomach.

"It seems that you are still too merciless." Su Qiqi turned and said, looking at Zi Wuya.

"It's not the mercy of the men, it's that the mana cannot be exerted across the twelfth house." Zi Wuya shook his head: "People like Mozun can't stay, of course, it is a great threat to you and me."

Su Qiqi nodded, and stepped forward, took out the handkerchief in his sleeve, and gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead for Hua Chi.

The movement was very gentle, and he sighed a little, very helpless.

Hua Chi was not tired, he just fell asleep deeply along the way and didn't wake up.

Her face was pale, and her lips were blue.

"It is estimated that this devil's injury will be raised for a while. As long as he stays away from the twelfth house, there should be no such thing today." Zi Wuya stepped forward to China Chi Chi pulse.

"Magic Zun" Su Qiqi gritted his teeth: "If only I could see the burning."

"The ability to burn is incomparable to that of Mozun, and you are useless to see him." Zi Wuya shook his head: "His cultivation is tens of thousands of years."

"It's so unfair." Su Qiqi stopped his movements: "Why would Mozun be so powerful as soon as he is born?"

"Because Mozun and Godzun are reincarnation, not death." Zi Wuya and helpless, he is afraid that the power of Mozun will increase, and he will hurt him regardless of everything.

Let him die before he is born, so it will take a long time before he can be reincarnated.

It's a pity that his palm only hurt him.

"Is this the case when the deities and deities are born in every life?" Su Qiqi was puzzled, why there were two such people, which brought turbulence to the world.

"No." Zi Wuya shook his head: "It's just this life, Mozun just reincarnated into your belly."

All this has become Su Qiqi's fault.

Su Qiqi subconsciously looked down at his bulging abdomen, and felt deeply powerless.

Leaving this child would bring so many changes.

However, she does not regret it. Even if there is a major change, she will not give up her child and will never give up.

In Su Qiqi's heart, this is either the demon statue or his own child.

"But it's too late to say these now, the deities are growing day by day, and the gods are growing day by day. He needs the essence of the moon soul, so it will be so quiet, otherwise your mana will be cultivated, It's not even the day he was born. "Zi Wuya merged with the spirit of the fox demon and knew a lot more.

At this point it was quite transparent.

Su Qiqi nodded. Indeed, at first, he always felt sad and uneasy.

Moon soul was also dormant at that time.

After all, the world is peaceful, and the moon soul is dormant.

Later how the moon soul woke up, Su Qiqi did not have any impression.

"Wangcheng is ahead." Su Qiqi looked at the outside of the carriage while talking.

"You don't have to go back to Wangcheng, just give Mo Wenchen a little letter." Zi Wuya said suddenly, while instructing the driver to go straight to the Broken Soul Pavilion.

"You're not purple boundless." Su Qiqi said affirmatively, staring straight at him.

"What are you talking about? I'm not Zi Wuya." Zi Wuya has an innocent look. "If we don't go to Broken Soul Pavilion first, will Mo Wenchen let me go?"

"This" Su Qiqi hesitated again, it seems that Zi Wuya's words make sense.

When Mo Wenchen saw Zi Wuya and wanted to kill him, how could he agree to go to Broken Soul Pavilion together.

This true, false, and false feeling really makes Su Qiqi feel bad, and his heart is even more uncomfortable.

"I'm not going to Broken Soul Pavilion," Hua Chi said suddenly, and sat up as he said.

"What's wrong" Su Qiqi was a little surprised and looked at Hua Chi.

"Go back to the imperial city first." Hua Chi insisted, and he was afraid that Zi Wuya would use Su Qiqi.

"You can't help it." Zi Wuya didn't care so much: "You are the least qualified to say this now, you are the demon's person."

"You" Hua Chi is not light-hearted, of course he knows that he is a demon, but he will never hurt Su Qiqi.

Purple boundless move makes people have to doubt.

They couldn't tell whether the person in front of them was Zi Wuya or Fox Demon.

"Okay, don't make a noise." Su Qiqi looked at the two with some headaches. She was also thinking of going back to the palace first, and then discussed all matters after seeing Mo Wenchen.

After all, they didn't know anything about Broken Soul Pavilion, and rushed forward, afraid that there would be something missing.

He couldn't use his powers casually. Hua Chi had nothing but dementia.

Really meet opponents, I am afraid it will suffer a big loss.

She didn't want to die in the hands of Mozun, but died in Broken Soul Pavilion.

In addition, Zi Wuya could not understand her, she was afraid that Zi Wuya went to Broken Soul Pavilion for another purpose. In Search of Shaohua: Happy and Abandoned Concubine

Zi Wuya looked at Su Qiqi without words and was annoyed.

Still, bear it.

Hua Chi, however, had a faint expression, and had returned to his usual gentleness.

Did not say anything, just looked at Su Qiqi, waiting for her idea.

"Who is it" At this moment, the driver outside the car whispered, with a little vigilance.

"Who is in the car?" A voice came again, bringing a bit of coldness.

"Mo Wenchen" Su Qiqi suddenly heard the voice of the speaker and lifted the curtain.