There is no time to flow at the end of time, exquisite, Feng Yu, Xi Yan, like sculpture, after the ice and snow melted, after being melted, the frozen monks have been relieved. It is expected that the exquisite eyes are full of fear.
Without a word, they almost asked for everyone's life instantly. They were more afraid of the exquisite life like grass and mustard than the domineering of Feng Yu. 【】
"What the hell do you do?"
Feng Yu raised Xixi and inadvertently guarded her behind. At this moment, Dantian's vitality restored his strength, and there was still a battle of the battle. In fact, he was very conflict with the exquisite play.
Because every time he fights, he feels that Linglong is getting farther and farther away from him, and the emotions that maintain their relationship are getting lighter.
Linglong's long hair flippling, the woman's mind is the most delicate, especially in terms of her lover and love rivals. Feng Yu's similar subconscious asylum movement has made Linglong full of anger. This kind of sweetness that does not require words has belonged to her.
No matter how hard she works, she can never catch it again.
"What the hell is going on?"
Linglong repeated Feng Yu's problem, but she was a little confused. A ray of clear flow returned to her knowledge from the Binghuang mirror, which made her chaotic spirit platform restore Qingming.
What is she going to do? Feng Yu has promised to surrender Menghong Jiuji Jin Dan, but this does not seem to make her satisfied. She does not seem to be this.
Do you get something else? Can the expectations buried in the bottom of your heart be said? Even if it is said, it seems that there is no room for recovery.
The fair cheeks slowly emerged with peach red, and a ray of blood was lingering in the exquisite eyebrows. Her face was distorted. Her eyes were blurry. The strong suffocating anger was with her heart.
go.
Countless eyes were scary, and no one knew why this demon woman was angry and angry. They were only timid. The soul trembled violently. Everyone stunned on the ground and dared not look up at the demon girl who seemed to be possessed by the demon god.
"Yu, she?"
Feeling the suffocation, the magic of Xixi's silence in his body has begun to show signs of recovery. As an incarnation of human beings, Xi Yan can clearly notice that many unstable monks are locked in the deepest part of their hearts in their hearts.
The magic of the heart was awakened, and the original magic of human beings gradually enlarged infinitely.
And as she expected, the monk who was lying crazy, the black and white of her eyes disappeared clearly, and replaced it with the bloody and killing blood light.
The losing nature of the nature and the self -defense who reluctantly maintains the soberness is on the opposite side of destiny. The killing that cannot be stopped is almost a few blinks, and it is upgraded from the outbreak to spread to everyone. No one can break away from this terrible vortex.
Feng Yu's face became pale instantly, and Xi Yan could feel his most painful sorrow from holding Feng Yu's palm.
He was guilty, with his knowledge, how could he not distinguish the exquisite walk into the magic, but he was the culprit that could not be pouted.
For them, it is basically not appeared for them. It can be cultivated to this step.
Then, then
But it is this very small probability that makes the fire into the biggest disaster. No one can stop the disaster. With the help of Jiu You order, he may be able to defeat the usual exquisite time, but he cannot suppress it.
The exquisite power will double the power. At that time, would he be an enemy or an unknown number?
"Linglong, sober."
Feng Yu roared out in the realm of ancient Buddha Zen, hoping to purify the magic thoughts, awaken the nature of the exquisite and unfamiliarity, and the bright yellow halo, shrouded in the exquisite, can float on the black evil all over her body.
Approach, infection, corrosion, and finally there are no scum left.
Heisha was close to the Binghuang mirror, but was crushed by the mirror light of the Binghuang mirror. The ice emperor mirror flickered the dreamy light.
The peach red gradually faded, and Feng Yu couldn't help but breathe. He summoned the glazed pagoda and enlarged infinitely.
Slowly, the scope of slaughter gradually narrowed, and eventually everyone calmed down.
Their devil was awakened by exquisite suffocation. Feng Yu removed the suffocations that wrapped them around with Buddha light, and calmed their furious sea with Brahma. Their devil naturally went down slowly.
However, after this robbery, most people fainted with collapse, no traces of water, and Tu Yuns and the like as high -profile people who could barely open their eyes and stare at Feng Yu's situation.
Feng Yu also stared at Linglong. Although he believed in the power of the Binghuang mirror, he still couldn't stop the concerns of his heart.
The Mind Demon has surprising effects, but he is afraid that the Buddha light and the ice emperor mirror will have a conflict, and it will affect the icing mirror to treat exquisite.
"Yu, don't worry so much, you should have confidence in her, she is not easy to be this woman." Xi Yan held Feng Yu's hand tightly and comforted it gentle.
For the first time, Xi Yan arrived in Feng Yu's panic, saying that not jealous and jealous is definitely deceiving, but you can think about it.
Have a chance to marry Feng Yu.
In the Magic Cave, she used the charm of the charm of Feng Yu, but the last moment was imprinted on the origin of Feng Yu's soul. The stray of the exquisite thoughts and love, but broke the charm of her never lost her.
All of Feng Yu and Linglong are even more than Feng Yu's firm heart. If there are not so many yin and yang, Feng Yu's life, except for exquisite, there will be no second wife.
"Xi Yan, you go to Xueer first."
When Feng Yu's eyes were not scattered, Xi Yan knew that her persuasion did not work at all, but she had no other way.
"Okay, be careful of yourself."
Xi Yan will not be in this festival, and it is against Feng Yu, not to mention she knows that with herself, Feng Yu must also protect her. She was just anxious to panic.
Never want to drag Feng Yu.
Feng Yu strolled in the empty air, and he was close to Linglong with caution. He always couldn't let go.
"You have lost me, you have lost me, you said you do n’t escape nor run, you have to be Mo Linglong’ s husband, love me for a lifetime, and protect me for a lifetime.
Promise. ""
The messy murmur to talk to himself, making Feng Yu's tears flooding out of his eyes. On the destiny beads in Dantian, the bloody phoenix flying danced, tears, so strange, now, this life can make Feng Yu cry
People, except Wu Tian, I am afraid that there are only exquisite, Zhimin, the two most beloved women.
"exquisite."
The call for affection, Feng Yu's devil -like forgotten, rushing towards Linglong, to embrace her, to liberate her from the severe cold, what fate, what responsibility, he only hopes to use the rest of his life to compensate her, even if he can use the rest of his life, even if he can compensate her with the rest, even
She made a big mistake, and he had to carry it for her. He wanted to say, "Linglong, come back, I don’t blame you, really don’t blame you, your good, your bad, I am all tolerant, no
For others, because I love you, I love you. "
When Zhimin disappeared in front of his eyes, he once warned himself that the vicious woman did not love and never loved it, so he not only faced with her, but also slapped her.
But now, he finds that he is stupid, stupid, dull, so slow that he is not clear about his exquisite love, he has been engraved in the bone marrow, melted into the bloodline, and imprinted in the deepest and deepest soul.
Guarding the exquisiteness and keeping her away from sadness and loneliness, but let her walk on the road of thorns, bearing greater pain.
The blame over and over again, the wound that he kept hidden, exposed to every note that flew out of the exquisite mouth, as if it turned into salt grains, sprinkled on the wound of his skin, hot and sour painful pain
He was about to vomit blood.
However, the Ice Emperor's dormant ice emperor's thoughts, perceiving the atmosphere of the nine glory in the Feng Yu's body, instantly stirred the shining mirror light, and the light blue mirror continued to swell, making the ice emperor mirror look like a huge round of huge rounds of huge rounds
The Bingyue, blocking Feng Yu's footsteps, the cold light of the frozen bone marrow was shot out of Bingyue, as if to freeze Feng Yu's life.
However, Feng Yu was as if not, but the pace accelerated. The cold light shone to his body, and he was immediately crushed by the skyfire Xuan Jian. The stronger the cold light, the faster the pace of Feng Yu, and the pressure of the pressure outsiders by Feng Yu was unimaginable. The ice emperor mirror
It is the strongest artifact. Even if there is no ice emperor handling, it has its own emperor, and it is unavoidable by the Tianhuo Xuan Jian.
Feng Yu relied on Jiuyou to subtle and integrated into the blood of the blood, and to break the law of imperialism in the meridian, but this is also equivalent to the self -destructive meridian, although Feng Yu's ability to heal is super strong,
The limited pain but still cannot be tortured without experience.
His eyes were not crying, and blood red fell along his eyelids, and he was frozen into a strange Mansha Zhuhua in the cold.
"broken."
Bingyue blocked the road, Feng Yu waved his fist without hesitation, condensing the supreme fist, he roared in the cold wind, the blue tendon burst everywhere, and the blood stained his white clothes.
Just as he promised to be exquisite in the Yellowstone volcano in Qian Guiyuan, he had to be a Mo Linglong man. No one could deny that no one could stop it.
The artifact -level ice emperor mirror, even if there are glazed pagodas and green lotus ancient Buddha lanterns, his injuries are still miserable.
By the disregard of Feng Yu's life, he danced in black silk, blood splattered, bones were broken, and the blood color on the face of no evil and Xueer had no blood on the face.