Chapter 2982 Husband, I Blamed You

"Isn't it the Yin Cyclone? I am their Goddess Lord. As long as I say that the Yin Cyclone disappeared by itself, the members of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan will definitely believe it. This matter has nothing to do with us."

She is clearly the Goddess Lord of the Nine-feathered Flame Phoenix Clan, she is aloof and can enjoy all the glory and wealth, why should she come to suffer this kind of suffering.

"Heh, it seems that I should give you some common sense questions beforehand. If Jun Mohuang, the right lord, is here, the Yin Cyclone will not disappear at all."

Di Wuming's golden eyes were full of sarcasm.

"You said, you, the goddess, were there, but the Yin cyclone disappeared. You told the people of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan that the Yin cyclone ran away by itself. It has nothing to do with you. Do you think they will believe what you said? "

"When... of course not."

Not only would the members of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan not believe her words, they would even suspect that she was a counterfeit.

Therefore, Di Wuming took her away at the first time, creating the illusion of her disappearance.

In this way, the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan would only suspect that something happened in the depths of Huang Yu Palace, and would not doubt that her story was fake.

Di Wuming was thinking of her.

"Husband, you are so kind, I blamed you."

The white-clothed girl originally complained about Di Wuming, but now it has dissipated.

"Husband, why did the Zhiyin cyclone suddenly disappear, and I don't know where to go."

According to Di Wuming's plan, in his plan, the Yin Cyclone would never disappear, otherwise he would not let her sit on the position of Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Goddess.

But when she was meditating and practicing, she suddenly had a problem.

Because the disappearance of the most yin cyclone would reveal her true identity, which made it impossible for Di Wuming to return to the black dragon clan.

"Do you even need to ask? That's naturally because Jun Mohuang made a move."

Di Wuming's face softened slightly, but the condensed look in the depths of his eyes remained undiminished.

He really didn't expect that Jun Mohuang would have such ability to take away the Yin Cyclone at such a juncture.

It turned out that he underestimated this woman.

"It's that bitch Mo Huang who ruined my good deeds again, I'm going to kill her!"

When the girl in white heard Jun Mohuang's name, two flames of hatred burst out from her eyes.

It turned out to be Mo Huang's fault. This woman has been hindering her in various ways since she was in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Now the ghost is lingering, and he actually followed him to the mainland of the real body.

Only by killing Jun Mohuang can she truly become the Goddess Lord of the Nine Feathers Flame Phoenix Clan, and only by killing her can she completely replace her, and there will be no more worries!

The awe-inspiring killing intent gathered in the eyes of the girl in white.

Inspired by the killing intent, phantoms of monsters suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, densely packed, there were as many as a thousand.

Each monster is strong and strong, and its strength is above the eighth stage of Yuanshen Realm.

The overwhelming coercion emanated from thousands of magical beasts. The girl in white turned pale for a moment, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

What is in the sea of ​​consciousness is only the phantom of a monster, but it is also very scary to her.

Fortunately, she was lying on the animal skin at this time, otherwise she would be so frightened that her legs would become weak and unable to stand.

"Did you see many powerful and terrifying monsters in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Di Wuming had been closely observing the face of the girl in white, and when he saw her reaction, he reached out to support the girl in white, and half embraced her in his arms.

"Yes, my husband, where did these monsters come from? It's so scary."

The girl in white subconsciously grasped Di Wuming's sleeve, curled up, trembling, very pitiful.