The sound of the wind was flying, and the blowing wind was obviously very cold, and it clearly hurt her face. But deep down, she felt unreasonable peace and unreasonable joy.

The wind blew past her ears, ruffling her dark hair and dancing in her blood-red clothes.

As fast as lightning, Fan Ruoyu only felt the whistling of the wind beside her ears and did not open her eyes, but she could feel that they were retreating quickly, away from Xuanyuan Zhan's attack.

It feels so good to close your eyes and believe so wholeheartedly.

"Who is that person? Leave it to me." With a sudden roar, Xuanyuan Zhan suddenly let out a murderous aura all over his body. He was coming fiercely and was about to reach him.[

The hand holding Fan Ruoyu tightened, and he waved his other hand gently, "How dare you be so bold as a clown!" Bo Qieliang's words faintly escaped from Ya's mouth.

It was obviously very indifferent, it was just an ordinary graceful flick, but it eliminated the murderous aura emanating from Xuanyuan Zhan's whole body.

With another wave of his backhand, a white attack came out and went straight towards Xuanyuan Zhan.

I saw that white light, when it came close to Xuanyuan Zhan, it spread out violently. No matter which direction Xuanyuan Zhan avoided, it would attack. It was 360 degrees of radiation, and it passed by.

There was no living thing left anywhere, and there was a roaring sound.

Xuanyuan Zhan had no choice but to lift his figure to the extreme and retreat. Looking at Fan Ruoyu and that silvery back, Xuanyuan Zhan's eyes became cautious for the first time. But what he didn't know was that it was already too late.

A bright smile appeared at the corner of Fan Ruoyu's mouth, and he opened his eyes suddenly. The radiant glass blooming in his dark eyes almost outshone the starlight.

From the beginning to the end, the arm holding him never left his. His figure never stopped and flew away, as fast as lightning.

The place where Fan Ruoyu and Xuanyuan Hao met was in a small forest on the outskirts of Kyoto. At this time, the rumbling stopped, and when you look back, the forest that was originally a forest of trees has become a ruin.

A blue figure slowly fell from the sky, holding two gray-faced people in his hands. He casually threw them to the ground and said bitterly: "It's still the same as before!" He took action regardless of the consequences.

Looking at this barren grove, he was sweating. If he had been a little worse just now, he would have died like this grove, not even a scum.

He glanced at the two people on the ground and snorted, "Look, look, what kind of master you are following!" He still couldn't understand his hatred, so he kicked his feet twice and strode towards the direction where Fan Ruoyu disappeared.

.The voice sounded coldly, "Don't sleep on the ground and pretend to be dead. Follow me quickly!"

After saying this, the two people on the ground moved twice and looked at each other with a grimace. Why did this ancestor come to Fantasy Continent?

But he wanted to go back to his thoughts and felt aggrieved. He still stood up neatly and quickly disappeared into the ruins.

Everyone has left.

Xuanyuan Zhan and Xuanyuan Hao looked at the departing figures, their brows furrowed tightly. It seemed that he had missed a lot, or was there something else he didn't know? A feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in their hearts.

But how could he, who had always been proud, allow himself to have such emotions? It must be an illusion, an illusion.

It was getting dark day by day, and the original woods became bare.

A flash of silver and red colors flashed across the sky so fast that only two colors could be seen clearly.
Chapter completed!