Chapter 167： So powerless

Chapter 167 is so powerless

"This is so?" The black robe was shocked. The black gas on his body was rapidly pouring into the poetry. He could not even resist!

"Oops, it is not the time!" The black robe hurriedly pulled back his hand and issued several seals, which separated the poems and cut off the power of poetry.

The current poetry cannot absorb too much power.

"Even if the recovery has not been done, but it has been able to suppress my strength, it is amazing. Isn't she waking up to the ancestors?" The black robes whispered and couldn't help but feel excited.

The poetry felt that the head was a little dim, and wanted to sleep, but she refused to fall down and stood in front of Qin Qi. "You go away, don't hurt the young master!"

The black robe was indifferent, and immediately said: "You can know your own identity, human beings in the district, even if you are not qualified to be a judge at your feet, how can you be a human maid when you are honored?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, anyway, you can't hurt the young master!" The poetry cried, she only has Qin Qi in her heart, and she still cares about her own safety.

"If I don't agree?" The black robe was indifferent.

"That, then I will die!" cried the poem.

"You!" The anger of the black robes, in his opinion, such a noble existence as poetry, how can you die for a small human being?

But obviously it is useless to say more now, he can only surrender.

He didn't even dare to take a little risk, because once the poetry really had any problems, then his sin was too great, it was a sin that could not be offset by death!

"Well, I promise you, as long as you leave with me, I will not kill anyone." The black robe was compromised.

"No!" Qin Qi screamed in his throat and hoarse.

"Humble human beings, are you qualified to oppose it?" The black robe was angry and the power was shocked. Qin Qi was all on the ground and could not move.

"Stop, I let you stop, did you hear it?" Shi Shi hurried.

"It is he who is looking for death." The black robe was indifferent and continued to exert strength.

"Give me a hand!" The poems and poems screamed, and there was a force in the smallpox imprint on the forehead. The power was so amazing, the breath was terrifying, like the giant pythons opened up the world!

The black robe snorted and squatted on the ground, but he did not have any shame, but it was a boundless fanaticism!

"The soul of the ancestors, must be the soul of the ancestors!" The black robe excitedly shouted.

The poetry can't bear this power at all. Her body swayed and whispered, "No damage to the young master," and she passed out.

"His Royal Highness!" The black robe screamed and carefully kept the poems carefully.

"Poetry!" Qin Qi was shocked and wanted to go forward, but was directly shot by the black robe.

"Human, you better not challenge my patience, don't forget that I don't kill you, but your Highness wants to keep you alive!" The black robe was cold and scornful.

Qin Qi spit out a blood, some hard to climb up, eyes staring at the black robe, whispered: "You can not take away poetry, return her to me!"

"Looking for death, the name of Your Highness is that you can defile!" The black robe screamed, but in the end there was no choice to kill.

He originally thought that poetry was only a demon soul. Although it is worthy of attention, it has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to bow down in front of poetry. But now, he is already sure that the poetry is about to awaken is the ancestral soul, which is different. In the face of poetry nowadays, he is only a slave, only at the feet of poetry.

And he is proud of it!

"I feel honored, this is the grace of His Royal Highness, otherwise you have already died a thousand times." The black robe was cold and shouted, picking up poetry and preparing to leave.

"You **** to the younger brother, you don't want to take away the poems!" Qin Qi bite his teeth, shoot the sword, and instantly came to the black robe.

But the power of the black robe was not something he could resist. For almost a moment, he was directly pressed against the ground by a powerful pressure.

"A weak human being, you are not worthy of special attention from your Highness. The years that are with you will only be the stain of the next life!" The black robe was scornful.

"I can't understand what you are saying, but the poem is Xiaoye's, and no one wants to take it away!" Qin Qi bite his teeth. How could he let the poetry be taken away like this?

"You are so weak, only tied to the ground, what qualifications are there to take back your Highness?" The black robe sneered.

"If you have the ability to put down the poems, Xiaoye must kill you!" Qin Qi whispered, staring at the black robe.

"Good eyes, unfortunately, the weak is like a locust. If it is not the order of the Highness, I really want to crush you." The black robe is cold.

Qin Qi, no matter what he said, just whispered: "Yu Ye warns you, if you dare to take away poetry, I will kill you!"

"Joke!" The black robe smirked, but then he said: "Well, maybe at that time, your Highness would want to get rid of your stain."

"If you really want to die, you will come to the heavens, but you may not be able to live to the heavens!" The black robe sneered, and then slowly lifted off and turned into a black light.

"Poetry, poetry!" Qin Qi said, they want to catch them, but they can't do it.

For the first time, he felt that he was so weak.

What system, what adventure, what Wuhun, there is no effect at this moment, in front of the black robe, he is even worse than the ants, can only watch the other side take the poems away!

"Damn, **** it!" Qin Qi groaned in pain, as the beast with the same head was humming.

"Qin Da Ge..." Situ Jing struggled to walk over and wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. She could feel the pain of Qin Qi, the powerlessness that could not protect her loved ones. Go crazy!

Qin Qi hit a fist on the ground, letting the bleeding on his fist, only the feeling of pain, can dispel the feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

"Recover the injury first, then tell me the details in detail." After a long time, Qin Qi calmed down and handed the medicinal herbs to Situ Jing, and he took the medicinal herbs and recovered the injury.

Situ Jing heard Qin Qi's cold voice tremble, so cold Qin Qi, she has never seen.

"Actually, this happened very suddenly. That person suddenly appeared, and his purpose was only one, that is poetry." Situ Jing said.

"He deliberately came for poetry, but poetry must have been in contact with them before." Qin Qi is cold and cold, and the light is not flashing. "What attracts them to come here, he said poetry will awaken." The ancestors, what is that?"

"Is it the blackness between the poems and the poems?" Qin Qi suddenly thought of something. Just now he saw that the poems were a three-petal flower, which should be the black gas.

In this way, the first poem is incomparably weak, because she is awakening the so-called ancestors?