Fast Travel: The Villain Is Obsessed with Attacking Me

The witch's ugly and rough groans kept ringing on the side, and Wen Qi was inexplicably weird.

She looked down at the tight rope around her body, tentatively trying to move the fish's tail, but she couldn't.

Well?

She can't break free...

Wen Qi looked at the witch on one side, her face tightly wrinkled.

Not to mention running away... Does she want to listen to the witch moaning here?

Xiaotuanzi, who was hiding behind her hair, saw her drooping head and frowning, his eyes lit up and his voice was excited: "Wen Wen! I'll help you!"

As he spoke, he quickly jumped onto the rope, grabbed the rope with his two small hands, kicked the lower half of it with his little feet, and pulled it straight and hard.

Just as Wen Qi wanted to comfort it, the next second, the rope broke in the middle, and he rolled twice in the air with one end of the rope in his arms. After a while, he floated dizzily and dropped the end of the rope.

Wen Qi stared blankly at the rope much bigger than his hand, subconsciously looked at his fish tail, flicked it, and the rope slipped down.

She blinked, and her pupils lit up.

"Wen Wen, am I good?" Xiaotuanzi threw herself on her face and rubbed her face, making a childish voice.

Wen Qi's eyes brightened, and he nodded seriously: "Ahhh!" Awesome!

Hearing this, Xiaotuanzi kicked his feet out happily, and flew over obediently, laying softly on her shoulders and rubbing her neck.

Wen Qi bent his eyes, let it rub, and crawled out of the iron cage by the door, jumping far away from the moaning witch with his fish tail.

She was just about to jump away when she remembered something and turned her head to look at the scepter that the witch had thrown aside.

The crystal on it was still emitting a faint blue light.

Wen Qi blinked, jumped over, picked up the scepter in her soft palm, and knocked the crystal on the ground vigorously.

The crystal has no cracks and is still blue.

She frowned, thought for a while, and jumped out with the scepter.

Don't leave it to her if you throw it away!

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"King, are you sure you want to go to the neighboring country now?" The speaker was wearing a suit of armor, with a long sword pinned to his waist. He spoke cautiously, looked up at the tall man, with some hesitation in his eyes, and immediately lowered his head.

As a knight commander, he disapproved of fighting unprepared, but the king in front of him made him subconsciously flustered and unable to utter admonishment, so he could only ask cautiously and hesitantly.

It was really too turbulent last night, the king's cruel eyes made him feel a chill behind his back until now.

In the middle of the night, he led one person, one sword and one horse, broke into the palace, killed all the knights in the palace, and then beheaded several princes under the sword.

Then he dragged all the ministers out of their sleep and into the palace, and coldly announced that he was the king on the ground of the bloody palace.

It was not that no one objected, but those who yelled loudly were beheaded with a sword. In the end, no one dared to speak out. Seeing that everyone was obedient, he immediately ordered the knight barracks to get ready to go to the neighboring country at dawn.

There was no reason, but the crowd panicked and prepared without any complaints.

They were frightened by the blood and heads on the ground.

In the royal city, who is not comfortably rich, but tonight, under the icy moonlight, the dark blood, the bony head...

Even if it is usurping the throne, it has never been so chilling.

The knight commander was in a state of confusion, and the silence above his head made him sweat all over his back.

He gripped the hilt of his sword nervously.

An Yi was riding a steed, with a straight back and an indifferent face. His hands with prominent knuckles and blue veins were holding the reins vigorously. Hearing this, he stared at him for a while, then raised his head to look into the distance, his eyes were dark and condensed.