Of course, Lu Jiuque didn't go far, it could even be said that she was hiding in the canopy above their heads, the only thing she was curious about was why Ni Shaoyao's spiritual power was suddenly useless to her?

Lu Jiuque still remembered that in the White Stone Ghost Land, he was indeed attacked by Ni Shaoyao's spiritual power before he fell into the torrent.

And now, seeing these assassins like blind flies, constantly turning around below, just to find her trace, Lu Jiuque couldn't help but laugh.

And Emperor Shifang lazily leaned on Lu Jiuque's side, his long hair flowing down like a waterfall, and in a pair of inky eyes, there was a faint explosion of ice.

These ants, who just hit Lu Jiu's attention, are looking for death.

Feeling the anger of the people around him, Lu Jiuque gently put his hand on hers, which suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart.

Emperor Shifang couldn't help but close his eyes, holding her tightly with his backhand, until all the people below left, Emperor Shifang opened his eyes and said: "I'll go and go back, you pay attention to your own safety, and also, you can borrow the power of eating famine, but don't let it out." ”

After he left, Lu Jiuque was afraid that he would not be able to control the food shortage, and it would be too dangerous to release it.

Lu Jiu's shortcomings, she had just begun to cultivate the "Refining Desolation", she should have felt the power of the abyss-like power of the famine, if it wasn't suppressed by Emperor Shifang and Qiong Xue, maybe it would immediately back.

But the power of famine, she can really borrow.

It seemed that seeing the doubts in Lu Jiuque's eyes, Emperor Shifang smiled and kissed her on the center of her eyebrows to encourage her.

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

"Enough, you two, when will you linger, Emperor Shifang, go."

Lu Jiuque's heart jumped, there was a kind of embarrassment of being caught, she raised her eyes and looked, the figure of the sassy bag, who was it if it wasn't a chaotic wind?

Where did all the turmoil go for such a long time?

And why does this look so haggard?

It seemed that he saw Lu Jiuque's sympathetic gaze, and the chaos did not come anywhere.

He's so embarrassed, it's not because of you man, you still look like you're not a big deal.

Emperor Shifang lowered his eyes, lightly imprinted a kiss on Lu Jiuque's eyebrows, and smiled lightly at her, only then did he jump up and follow behind the storm, and the two of them quietly drifted away like thick ink in water.

……

As soon as Emperor Shifang left, the other little cubs were in the corner of the city, and under the gaze of everyone, Lu Jiuque suddenly had no scruples.

She knew that she should return to the camp, but the other party had already hit her with an idea, and it would be detrimental to her dignity to run back with her tail between her legs.

Hooking her lips coldly, on Lu Jiuque's shoulder, the little black cat quietly appeared, with a long tail wrapped around her cheeks, and its pair of turquoise eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Meow ......" master, let the baby kill these scum!

Lu Jiuque smiled and shook her head, she knew why Emperor Shifang asked her to use the amount of food shortage, because food was never exposed to people.

She raised her hand, and an emerald green thorn slowly wound out of her palm.

The flames of the owl and the sound of the sky, the lightning and the wind of the frost are all supernatural powers that Lu Jiuque can borrow blessings, and these thorns are not nothing, it is Lu Jiuque who borrowed the supernatural power of famine eating.

Her long inky hair was dyed turquoise little by little, and even her warm, clear eyes were the same, like a monster with Zhong Lingxiu......