Chapter 259 Bai Ziqing was slapped
But he was handsome and couldn't be a good meal.
Zeng Anmin looked at everything in front of him calmly.
Bai Ziqing's eyebrows were filled with cold air at this time.
The long sword in his hand scattered like moonlight, scattered all over the sky, covering the figure in front of him, covered by black fog.
"Chirp chirp."
His long sword danced into the afterimage.
From Zeng Anmin's perspective.
The long sword is like the most beautiful color in the world.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz."
Every dance of the long sword pierces the black fog in front of you.
But it was useless.
The black shadow seemed to have completely turned into black fog.
Every sword of Bai Ziqing barely dispersed the black fog.
But the black fog was extremely tenacious, and after being dispersed, it slowly reunited.
Zeng Anmin thoughtful.
Physical attack... does not work?
Bai Ziqing's forehead has gradually spread fine sweat.
He frowned.
He had never experienced such a strange scene before him.
"So what about the fourth grade?"
The figure shrouded in black mist chuckled.
His voice was filled with jokes.
"Go!"
As his voice fell.
Then the black mist covering his body rushed out.
It turned into a dark net in the sky, slowly pressing towards Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin.
"Binding!"
The black net seems to have self-awareness.
Even if Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin were trying their best to dodge.
But he was still entangled by the black net.
"Squeak~"
The sound of teeth making people sound.
Zeng Anmin only felt his limbs tight.
Extreme pressure comes from the wrist and ankle.
The black net formed by the black fog has turned into dozens of black air, like chains, firmly rooted on the ground.
On the other end, Bai Ziqing and Zeng Anmin firmly locked the limbs and waist and abdomen.
Zeng Anmin wanted to move.
But I found that the black aura that locked his body was extremely tough and could not break free.
And with the strange black breath entering the body.
The martial arts aura in his body was like a mouse who saw a cat, and no matter how he ordered it, he stopped working.
He looked up.
Bai Ziqing was like him at this time.
So in this dilemma.
His struggle is more intense than Zeng Anmin.
But it's just in vain. "His method... doesn't look like the Oriental Sect..." Bai Ziqing looked at Zeng Anmin with a serious look.
Zeng Anmin remained silent.
He could feel it naturally.
He once fought with the Oriental Church.
It's not that weird.
But he was not panicked at all.
He found that although the martial arts aura in his body could not operate under the influence of the black gas.
But Haoran's righteousness was extremely irritable and ready to move.
Even as if he had seen a fierce prey, if he had not tried his best to control it, he would have rushed out of his body and wiped out all the black gas...
"Da, da, da."
The footsteps sounded.
Zeng Anmin looked up.
The person who was just shrouded in black fog revealed his original face at this moment.
The man's face was strangely pale.
But there was an evil smile on his face.
His lips are thin.
There was no bloody at all.
Or the naked skin of his body was like white marble.
It's so white.
He just walked forward slowly, wandering in the garden.
He passed by Bai Ziqing.
Bai Ziqing looked at him.
But he didn't stop.
Passing by Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin looked at him lightly.
A look of vigilance appeared in my heart.
Haoran righteousness moves quietly.
He knew that once Haoran was exerted, his identity would inevitably be exposed.
But before the crisis of life and death, these are all false.
However, the man did not stop.
"Ka, da, da."
He just walked slowly towards a carriage. "Stop him!!"
Bai Ziqing's face changed when he saw this scene and he shouted at the surrounding imperial city Sitizi.
His body subconsciously wanted to head towards the man.
But it was entangled by the chains transformed by the black fog, and it was difficult to step out at any step.
"Your Highness, let's go?"
The man turned a deaf ear to Bai Ziqing's voice.
He came to the carriage and a creepy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The rustling sound came from the carriage.
Not long.
The curtain on the carriage was lifted by a thick hand.
The most new ⊥小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小
A familiar face was revealed.
It was the King of Southern who was escorted by the team.
His face was filled with indifference.
He looked at the strange-looking person in front of him.
"Go."
The King of Southern was just a little silent and nodded directly.
It is obvious that he knew this opportunity was once a lifetime.
After entering Beijing, he was the sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the hands of the empress.
But as long as you don't enter Beijing, go anywhere and wave your arms, he is still the orthodox of the royal family of the Jiang Kingdom.
He is also the southern king of Jiang Kingdom!
soon.
The King of Nan jumped off the carriage.
Followed behind the man and walked forward.
"You can't let them go!!"
Bai Ziqing shouted loudly.
He struggled hard, but the chains transformed by the black gas became tighter and tighter as he struggled.
The encyclopedias of the Imperial City Department wanted to get out and stop them.
But he was entangled by those men in black.
I can't get rid of my body at all.
Bai Ziqing's face was a little red.
His eyes were bloodshot.
But he could only watch the man slowly take the Southern King away.
The man just glanced at Bai Ziqing indifferently.
The smile on his face remained unchanged.
He regarded Bai Ziqing as an ant.
Walk forward slowly. "What do you call this... master?"
The King of Nan took a deep breath.
Tailed a bow to the man.
The man was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the King of Southern:
"Wuwei."
Wuwei?
This name... must be a pseudonym, needless to say.
The King of Southern nodded without hesitation: "Your Excellency Wuwei, wait a moment, I will come back soon."
Hearing his words, the man who called Wuwei raised his eyebrows slightly.
But there was no stop, but just raised his chin and looked at the Nanwang with a faint smile.
The King of Nan took a deep breath, then walked towards Bai Ziqing.
"Da, da, da."
The footsteps of the Southern King were not loud, but Zeng Anmin could hear them clearly.
The Southern King slowly came to Bai Ziqing.
Bai Ziqing stared at the Southern King.
"Bang!!"
Follow the public.
The King of Nan slapped Bai Ziqing in the face.
"All the way, I am so harsh, you are the first one."
The Southern King stared at Bai Ziqing coldly:
"But I still need the help of Emperor Beisheng, so I will keep your life for the time being."
As he said that, he turned around.
A smile appeared on his face again, and he came to Wuwei's side and smiled:
"Your Excellency Wuwei, please."
"Yes."
Wuwei just glanced at Bai Ziqing, then smiled and nodded, and walked towards Zeng Anmin with the Southern King...
The Southern King also followed him.
As the two of them got closer and closer to them.
Zeng Anmin began to move his righteous spirit silently.
Haoran's righteous spirit is extremely powerful.
As long as these two people dare to make any moves.
Zeng Anmin can guarantee that he can break free from the iron chains formed by the black gas through Haoran's righteous energy as soon as possible.
The King of Southern looked at Zeng Anmin coldly.
"Bai Ziqing cannot kill, it should be OK to kill a newly acquired dog from Bai Ziqing."
The Southern King stopped.
He slowly raised his head.
Looking at Zeng Anmin faintly.
Everyone subconsciously looked at Zeng Anmin.
(This chapter ends)