Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

"Uh..." Dongfang Qingmo let out a slight moan and leaned softly in Huangfu Yu's arms.

Huangfu Yu quickly helped Dongfang Qingmo up and called her name anxiously: "Qingmo? Qingmo? How are you?"

Dongfang Qingmo didn't react at all.

Huangfu Yu had no choice but to take her back to Huangfu Yi.

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heaven.

Zi Li pointed at An Wuhen's nose and said, "If you hurt Sister Qing Mo, Zi Li will not let you go!"

An Wuhen still felt a little resistant when he saw Zi Li.

But when I thought about how I was scared like this by a little kid, I instantly cursed myself for being useless.

An Wuhen narrowed his eyes and shot several streams of black mist at Zi Li.

All of them were absorbed by Zi Li.

An Wuhen widened his eyes and looked at Zi Li in disbelief, "How is this possible!"

Sure enough, the Mist-Absorbing Stone is his nemesis.

Zi Li put her hands on her hips and said with a smug smile, "These black mists of yours are nothing more than delicious snacks to Zi Li."

His face turned very ugly, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

"Damn, how can this little girl be so powerful!" An Wuhen gritted his teeth, condensed a more powerful black mist with his hands, and attacked Zi Li in a counterattack.

Zi Li was not afraid at all. She took a deep breath and swallowed up all the black fog.

An Wuhen widened his eyes and looked at Zi Li in astonishment as she easily resolved his attack. He couldn't help but feel a surge of shock and anger in his heart.

He was unwilling to be easily blocked by Zi Li, so he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to attack again.

However, no matter how he attacked, the black mist was like a stone sinking into the sea, and was swallowed into Zi Li's stomach one by one without any pressure.

Zi Li stood there with a faint smile on her face, looking at An Wuhen with her bright big eyes, as if his attack was nothing but a child's play to her.

At this moment, Zili suddenly heard a familiar voice in her ear: "Zili? Zili!"

"Brother Qingli?" Zili exclaimed in surprise.

Qingli's face was solemn as she sent her a voice message: "It's me, Zili. I don't have much time to explain to you. You need to find a way to get close to An Wuhen. When he's not paying attention, pierce his heart with the Dragon Roar Sword. When he leaves Qi Huang's body, immediately swallow An Wuhen's soul into your stomach. I'll take care of the rest."

After hearing what Qingli said, Zili couldn't help but reveal a distressed expression: "But I can't even lift the Dragon Roar Sword!!"

She had tried before, but the Dragon Roar Sword seemed to recognize its master and she couldn't lift it.

Qingli frowned slightly, and after a moment of thought, she said, "Then let them figure it out!"

They naturally referred to Huangfu Yi and Dongfang Qingmo.

Zi Li nodded, "Zi Li will find a way!"

Qingli seemed to see Zili's worry, and he asked softly: "Zili, are you afraid of death?"

Zi Li's heart suddenly tightened. She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said firmly: "Zi Li is not afraid!"

"Be good, Zili, go ahead." Qingli's voice contained a hint of encouragement and expectation.

Zi Li pursed her lips, clearly distracted.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of hesitation and uneasiness.

Her eyes sometimes looked at the ground, sometimes looked at An Wuhen in front of her, and she seemed to be weighing something in her heart.

How can she find Sister Qingmo? !