Hearing Murong Fengqing's deliberate ridicule, Zhongwen is more and more angry. She dares to ridicule herself. However, as soon as Zhongwen was distracted, the nine spirits in his hand immediately took the opportunity to bite back and bake out bubbles in his hands.

"Ha ha ha, it seems that after a while, we will not only have braised pig's feet, but also roast pork!" Seeing Zhongwen's panic, Murong Fengqing and others all pointed at him and laughed. Seeing that Zhongwen is a dead duck with a hard mouth, I know it's terrible this time.

"Well, don't laugh. I don't want to eat this old pork. I'm not interested in it. I'm only interested in the nine spirits." Murong Fengqing stops several people's teasing. If she has enough jokes, it's time to act, so that Zhongwen won't control jiuhunzhenhuo again. She's wasting her time.

Hearing the words, everyone immediately became upright. Zhongwen over there was a flash of panic. At this time, he couldn't control the nine spirits' real fire. If he did it to them, he would also be affected. Therefore, the nine spirits' real fire didn't have any effect at all. Instead, it became a control. It's just that he can't control the real fire of the nine spirits. If he puts it down now, he will give it to Murong Fengqing, which is absolutely impossible.

"Zhongwen, take good care of your nine spirits, or else a careless nine spirits will be mine." Murong Feng tilts to say, then mention fire Luan to hurtle Zhong Wen to fly again. Now Zhongwen is just a paper tiger. Without fighting spirit, there is nothing to worry about.

Murong Fengqing rushes over, but Gu Wujue is on her side to watch out, while others solve the thugs around Zhongwen. All of a sudden, Zhongwen becomes helpless, has no fighting spirit, and has to concentrate on controlling jiuhunzhenhuo, so Murong Fengqing and Gu Wujue have tied with him.

Hateful, hateful, hateful! Zhongwen constantly cursed in his heart, and now he was reduced to even two green fighting children who could deal with himself. Just thinking about it, he felt angry.

However, Zhongwen can't let go and throw out the nine soul fire, because he is not reconciled, not reconciled, very not reconciled. Now his reputation has been destroyed by Murong Feng. If he lost the real fire, he can't imagine what would happen.

"Murong Fengqing, you are not afraid of being laughed at On the one hand, Zhongwen concentrates on dealing with Murong Fengqing and guwujue, on the other hand, he resents the way. I didn't expect that this teenage girl should have such a careful plan. He really underestimated it.

"Jokes? I grew up being laughed at, so what does it have to do with people laughing at me? " Other people's jokes? Murong Feng tilted a sneer at the corner of her mouth. How can other people's jokes have nothing to do with her“ By the way, I haven't told you that your true fire of nine souls was aroused spiritually just because it was hit by my flame. So don't you regret that you just resisted it with the true fire of nine souls

Murong Fengqing deliberately stimulates Zhongwen. Sure enough, after hearing her words, Zhongwen immediately changes his face and looks at Murong Fengqing in disbelief. It turned out that she had a purpose to make him fall into a situation where he couldn't advance or retreat. She couldn't control jiuhun zhenhuo and resist her.

"Murong Fengqing, you want to die!"