"Ah, be careful!"

A scream sounded in his ears. Xue Li suddenly came back to his senses, but suddenly realized that he had left Lu Qi at some point. Lu Qi was looking at her pale face, trying to rush over to stop him regardless of everything.

Xue Li watched helplessly as he broke away from the protection of Xianglong Guard without being controlled, and watched him land in front of Feng Shang.

"Hello, Miss, we're meeting again!"

Feng Shang smiled gently and was polite.

Space transfer!

Xue Li looked back at Xianglongwei who was rushing towards him behind him, and then looked at Feng Shang, who was as humble as a gentleman in front of him. In an instant, he realized that it was Feng Shangshi who turned his supernatural powers that she would come to him uncontrollably.

Almost at the same time, Xue Li thought to herself that she started to use the method, raised the corners of her lips slightly, stared at Feng Shang with her eyes, lowered her voice, and shouted softly, "National Master..."

Feng Shang was surprised by the sound of soft voices in his ears, and involuntarily looked up at Xue Li, and suddenly collided into a pair of dark eyes as deep as two deep pools.

At first glance, Feng Shang's eyes shook. In a trance, it was not Xue Li or her eyes opposite him, but a deep darkness that saw the bottom. In that darkness, he was always walking alone, as if he was abandoned by the whole world.

That loneliness, that kind of confusion, that kind of loneliness, that kind of... tearing his heart, why can't we get to the end? Why is he the only one between heaven and earth? Where are people? Where are people? He looks around in a daze, but he is the only one except himself! I'm tired, too tired, don't leave anymore!

He stopped slowly, stood there, thinking. Should he move forward, or just stop like this and never move forward again? Suddenly, a light seemed to tear through the darkness. He was shocked and he hurriedly greeted the light.

"National Master!"

A roar sounded in my ears like thunder.

Feng Shang suddenly came back to his senses. This time he suddenly realized that a short sword with a cold light was resting coldly on his neck. As long as he was digging in, he could cut off his carotid artery!

In front of him, Song Xia and Yidong looked at him with their faces as white as paper!

While Feng Shang was still confused, a voice with three points of praise and seven points of sigh sounded in his ears.

"It's true that he is a descendant of Tantric Buddhism!"

Feng Shang didn't dare to move his neck. He slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the slender fingers holding the short sword on his neck, pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked lightly.

"Xue Li, how do you know that I came from the Tantric school?"

"Uh!" Xue Li picked Feng Shang up and down a few times and asked bluntly: "National Master, have you never heard of it, there is no airtight wall?"

Feng Shang picked up the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Where am I from? No one else knows except me!"

Xue Li smiled unkindly and said sarcastically: "Including your three-legged cat kung fu brother?"

In an instant, Feng Shang suddenly opened his arms, but he felt cold when he figured it out. He had seen Zhang Taixuan's body, but others didn't know it, so he knew the secret of it.

"You know how to absorb the qi?"

"That's right!" Xue Li picked the short sword in his hand gently on Feng Shang's neck, and a strand of blood as big as a hair twisted open. She looked at the bright red, smiled softly, and asked lightly: "Master National Master, do you want to try it?"

Feng Shang could not be afraid of the short sword on his neck, but he could not be so calm about Xue Li's technique of absorbing skills. He believed even more that Xue Li was definitely the kind of person who dared to say something and dared to do it!

Suppressing the panic in his heart, Feng Shang smiled and said, "Miss Xue, it seems that I don't have much grudge with you, so I won't be able to reach the point of death, right?" "Ah, be careful!"

A scream sounded in his ears. Xue Li suddenly came back to his senses, but suddenly realized that he had left Lu Qi at some point. Lu Qi was looking at her pale face, trying to rush over to stop him regardless of everything.

Xue Li watched helplessly as he broke away from the protection of Xianglong Guard without being controlled, and watched him land in front of Feng Shang.

"Hello, Miss, we're meeting again!"

Feng Shang smiled gently and was polite.

Space transfer!

Xue Li looked back at Xianglongwei who was rushing towards him behind him, and then looked at Feng Shang, who was as humble as a gentleman in front of him. In an instant, he realized that it was Feng Shangshi who turned his supernatural powers that she would come to him uncontrollably.

Almost at the same time, Xue Li thought to herself that she started to use the method, raised the corners of her lips slightly, stared at Feng Shang with her eyes, lowered her voice, and shouted softly, "National Master..."

Feng Shang was surprised by the sound of soft voices in his ears, and involuntarily looked up at Xue Li, and suddenly collided into a pair of dark eyes as deep as two deep pools.

At first glance, Feng Shang's eyes shook. In a trance, it was not Xue Li or her eyes opposite him, but a deep darkness that saw the bottom. In that darkness, he was always walking alone, as if he was abandoned by the whole world.

That loneliness, that kind of confusion, that kind of loneliness, that kind of... tearing his heart, why can't we get to the end? Why is he the only one between heaven and earth? Where are people? Where are people? He looks around in a daze, but he is the only one except himself! I'm tired, too tired, don't leave anymore!

He stopped slowly, stood there, thinking. Should he move forward, or just stop like this and never move forward again? Suddenly, a light seemed to tear through the darkness. He was shocked and he hurriedly greeted the light.

"National Master!"

A roar sounded in my ears like thunder.

Feng Shang suddenly came back to his senses. This time he suddenly realized that a short sword with a cold light was resting coldly on his neck. As long as he was digging in, he could cut off his carotid artery!

In front of him, Song Xia and Yidong looked at him with their faces as white as paper!

While Feng Shang was still confused, a voice with three points of praise and seven points of sigh sounded in his ears.

"It's true that he is a descendant of Tantric Buddhism!"

Feng Shang didn't dare to move his neck. He slowly lowered his eyes, looked at the slender fingers holding the short sword on his neck, pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked lightly.

"Xue Li, how do you know that I came from the Tantric school?"

"Uh!" Xue Li picked Feng Shang up and down a few times and asked bluntly: "National Master, have you never heard of it, there is no airtight wall?"

Feng Shang picked up the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Where am I from? No one else knows except me!"

Xue Li smiled unkindly and said sarcastically: "Including your three-legged cat kung fu brother?"

In an instant, Feng Shang suddenly opened his arms, but he felt cold when he figured it out. He had seen Zhang Taixuan's body, but others didn't know it, so he knew the secret of it.

"You know how to absorb the qi?"

"That's right!" Xue Li picked the short sword in his hand gently on Feng Shang's neck, and a strand of blood as big as a hair twisted open. She looked at the bright red, smiled softly, and asked lightly: "Master National Master, do you want to try it?"

Feng Shang could not be afraid of the short sword on his neck, but he could not be so calm about Xue Li's technique of absorbing skills. He believed even more that Xue Li was definitely the kind of person who dared to say something and dared to do it!
Chapter completed!