Chapter 194 There is a kind of love that must be spoken
A woman is like a poem, with infinite charm.
Only if a woman is crazy can she never look back.
Nangong's beauty is dressed in white and her clothes are red. Her beautiful eyes are as elegant as poetry. She is obsessed with others and is obsessed with others.
The spiritual sword that shattered the sky burst out of its spirituality, and the shadow of a blue unicorn appeared on the sword's edge, carrying a chill that cut through the sky, and emitted a loud roar that could shatter mountains.
"Bo!"
Nangong Hongyan offered up the purple guzheng, which was left by the ancestors of Jueselou. It has a purple Xiang sandalwood piano pole and snowy ice silkworm silk strings. It is unknown to how many prostitutes regard it as their favorite, and there is a strong feeling on it.
A long and refreshing fragrance.
With a flick of his slender fingers, a steady stream of sound waves flew out and turned into circular arrays, like more than a dozen ancient shields blocking the Sky-Shattering Sword.
"Bang, bang..."
The power of the giant, coupled with the power of the spiritual weapon, could not be resisted by even half a step of the giant's combat power. The sound waves were shattered and dissipated in the wind.
A trace of blood overflowed from her mouth, carrying a fishy fragrance, flowing down her white neck, and forming a beautiful blood stream.
She had never shed so much blood, but she felt no pain.
"boom!"
She directly sacrificed her beloved guzheng and beat it out. Under the Shattering Sky Sword, the guzheng was chopped into two pieces, "bang", "bang", and fell into a corner of the prison.
At the same time, she turned into a stream of flames and flew toward the bottom of the prison.
"Wherever you go, you will die!" Yue Chongzi pointed his finger, and thousands of air currents condensed on his fingertips, turning into thousands of sword shadows and rushing out, condensing into a torrent of sword light, catching up with the fire in front of him.
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"puff!"
Nangong Hongyan let out a scream, staggered, and fell into a pool of blood. She did not stop, got up, and continued flying into the depths of the prison.
"Damn it!"
Yue Chongzi felt a chill in his heart. He stepped on his spiritual sword and turned into a blue rainbow and chased after her. If Nangong Hongyan was allowed to see Feng Feiyun, the head of the Feng family would definitely not let him have an easy time.
"start!"
Feng Feiyun stood in the prison, with demon flames coming out of his hands, his muscles bursting through his sleeves, and the chains on his arms were stretched straight, as if they were about to break.
A raging flame ignited on his back, and the back of the King of Hell burst out with a force that could hold up a mountain. Feng Feiyun's hair was upside down, and sweat was rolling down his whole body. He held the formation plate on his head with both hands, and it was as difficult as
Hold up a world.
The hard iron stones on the ground were trampled into feet-deep footwells, and rubble was strewn all over the ground. He let out a loud roar to express his anger.
At this moment, Feng Feiyun's eyes froze, and his red eyes softened. He stared at the beautiful woman outside the iron fence, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
In the end, Feng Feiyun did not break the forbidden formation set up by Feng Mo. He lowered the formation disk again, dragging the heavy iron chain across the iron pillar covered with patterns. His heart ached like a knife and his throat seemed to be stuck.
, said in a hoarse voice: "Hong...Yan..."
Nangong Hongyan was standing outside, her skin covered in blood, with more than a dozen scars on her body, and a broken sword stabbed on her back.
Feng Feiyun has never seen her so hurt before. She is such a beautiful woman, but at this moment, she makes herself so embarrassed and desolate.
Her voice was also a little hoarse and dry, and she said weakly: "I...I came as promised, did I not disappoint you?"
"Why are you here? This is not the place you should be here?" Feng Feiyun almost roared, his eyes sparkling and his voice seemed to be whimpering.
Nangong Hongyan smiled miserably: "Wherever you are, that's where I should be. There is no right or wrong. I only know that if you die, I don't know where I should go."
Feng Feiyun said: "Why are you bothering?"
Nangong Hongyan said stubbornly: "Feng Feiyun, you never said you love me."
"I love you!" Feng Feiyun thought he would never say this to a second woman, but now he said it faster than ever.
"You have never heard me tell you that I love you." Nangong Hongyan sighed.
She is not a woman who likes to talk about love in such vulgar terms, but she is afraid that if she doesn't speak vulgarly, she will never have a chance to say it. She feels that she still won't live long, and may die faster than Feng Feiyun.
Gotta go earlier.
"I've been waiting for you to say it." Feng Feiyun stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch her face and help her wipe away the tears and blood on her face, but was struck back by a bolt of lightning.
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Nangong Hongyan's eyes were like agate dropped in a pool of blood. She was trembling with tears and said: "I don't know how to express my love. I only know that when I count the stars in the night sky every night, I always
It feels like you are counting the stars like me. There are 38,042 stars in the southern sky, 12,400 stars in the western sky, and 74,000 stars in the northern sky.
One thousand five hundred and sixty-one, east... When I count the stars in the east sky, it will be bright. Have you counted them? How many are there?"
"I..." Feng Feiyun felt sad and shook his head with difficulty.
He knew that only when a woman misses another person and becomes unbearably lonely will she count the stars in the sky.
The reason why she counted from the south was because she knew that Feng Feiyun and she were both under the southern sky. When she counted to the east, the lonely and cold night had passed.
Feng Feiyun had never counted the stars, and felt ashamed. When she expressed her love, she was so quick, so pale, and so dry, and her love, even before she said it, was already extremely bitter.
On days without Feng Feiyun, she felt really lonely.
"Da da!"
A fierce evil spirit descended from above, carrying a fierce sword light, and landed on the ground. As soon as Yue Chongzi stood firm, he found that Feng Feiyun in the Iron Prison had disappeared.
Oops, maybe the two of them have escaped.
Yue Chongzi was blocked by the formations set up by Nangong Hongyan, so he arrived a moment late.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the void without any warning, and a terrifying force blasted out. Thousands of thunder and lightning struck Yue Chongzi's back.
This attack was so unexpected that when Yue Chongzi sensed that something was wrong, he could only passively defend himself. However, he could not block the attack of the Thunder Fire Bead and was directly blasted away.
"Bang!"
Yue Chongzi's body was directly driven into the wall, creating a huge human-shaped pit, from which a fountain of blood gushed out. A giant was beaten to the point of dying and could only crawl out with difficulty.
The scalp on his head was broken. He stared at Feng Feiyun standing in front of him in disbelief and said, "You...how did you escape?"
Feng Feiyun held the bloody Nangong Hongyan in his arms. She had fainted and her body was rapidly getting cold. Feng Feiyun glared at Yue Chongzi who was on the ground, and a red flame burned on her body.
He turned into a burning man and rushed straight up.
Naturally, Feng Feiyun's power could not break the forbidden formation set up by Feng Mo, but Nangong Hongyan took off Hongluan Huoshang and Yincanshaluo and gave them to him.
Putting on these two divine clothes, Feng Feiyun's combat power soared, shattering the forbidden formation and escaping from the iron prison.
Without any cultivation, Nangong Hongyan's combat power can be compared to that of a half-step giant when she puts on these two divine clothes. Feng Feiyun's cultivation is many times higher than hers. Putting on these two divine clothes, she can
Yi, although it is not said that he can easily defeat the giants, at least he still has the power to compete with the giants.
"Hongyan, you can't die! I will take you out and ask the best doctor to save you." Feng Feiyun gently wiped the blood on her forehead, and could feel the life in her body quickly.
As time went by, the body became even colder.
Nangong Hongyan only had the cultivation level of the Immortal Root in the early stage. Suffering such a serious injury would be fatal to her. It was impossible for her to be as strong as Feng Feiyun who could resist and be intact in a few days.
Feng Feiyun can do it, but she can't.
After taking off the divine clothes, she is actually an infatuated woman who is weaker than anyone else.
When Feng Feiyun stepped out of the cave, the sky had turned white, and the stars in the eastern sky had also turned pale.
When darkness passes, will dawn really come?
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a violent wind roared in the sky, and a stream of light rushed out from the central mountain peak, falling to the sky outside the cave.
There are dozens of them, each of them has a huge aura, and they all have the cultivation level of a half-step giant. Even eight other giants have also arrived. These are already the top experts in the Feng family today.
Many of them have lived for hundreds of years and were the ancestors of a great religion. In the past few days, they have gathered in the Xuanxing Blessed Land to worship the real person. Such big things happened in the Xuanxing Blessed Land. In order to please the real person, these people, one by one,
Everyone rushed to come.
"Feng Feiyun, you did escape after all. Do you think you can escape today?"
The four half-step giants who were guarding outside Xuanxing Blessed Land flew out at the same time, standing together with the dozens of old men, all suspended in the sky, staring down at Feng Feiyun.
The momentum of these people all gathered to one point, overwhelmingly pressing on Feng Feiyun. This was a force of pressure, like the weight of tens of thousands of people, even an iron mountain would be crushed.
"It's not you who has the final say whether you can leave or not!" Feng Feiyun's eyes were firm and unwavering. Even if the sky fell, his expression did not change. He raised the Ascension Platform and turned it into a thirty-three-foot-tall holy monument.
, the ancient text carries a profound and long-lasting power.
The eighteen figures on the holy monument are the remnant souls of eighteen supremely talented people, blocking the pressure of dozens of ancestor-level figures.
Feng Feiyun stepped on a hundred-meter-long ancient bronze boat, with the ascension platform above his head, holding Nangong Hongyan in one hand, and holding a giant white stone sword in the other, and rushed straight through.
Like a wild dragon on an angry sea, swimming against the waves.