Peach Fortune Ring

Along the way, the two experienced a lot, even Song Yan could feel that the other party had developed some kind of affection for her.

Unexpectedly, a farewell on the Zerg battlefield would become a farewell forever.

For a moment, Song Yan couldn't help feeling a bit bitter in his heart, and the image of Ouyang Weiwei flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

In the end, he sighed a long time, looked at Feng Jiu with a complex expression, and then said in a cold tone, "Go, if you stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and want to kill you, because speaking of it, you It is the murderer who made Ouyang Weiwei disappear from this world!"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Feng Jiu was not angry, instead she had a strange expression on her face. After a long while, she slowly said, "Love is the most incomprehensible word in this world. After waking up from the Great Dream Book I cultivated, those irrelevant The memory of Ouyang Weiwei will be automatically erased, but the memory between Ouyang Weiwei and you has not been erased.

This makes me very strange, because in my three thousand reincarnations, Ouyang Weiwei's strength and spirit level are not strong, why the irrelevant memories of those reincarnations who have reached the demigod state are all erased, and her Why can't that part of the memory be erased, even if I deliberately want to erase that memory, I can't do it. Instead, it becomes more and more profound, and it almost becomes my demon! "

"What do you want to express?" Song Yan asked coldly, his expression unchanged.

Feng Jiu said: "Later, I consulted many cultivation notes of my predecessors, and finally got the answer, it was because the soul of Ouyang Weiwei, the object of my reincarnation, had undergone a change!"

"So what?" Song Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Feng Jiu said again: "If I can't resolve the obsession in the heart of the mutant reincarnated, my "Great Dream Fairy Code" will never be able to advance to the perfect level, and you are the obsession in the heart of the mutant reincarnated Ouyang Weiwei! "

"What do you want to do?" Song Yan asked again.

Feng Jiu calmly said: "Ouyang Weiwei's obsession is not being able to become a Taoist partner with you. As long as I help her fulfill this wish, her obsession will naturally disappear. This is why I came to see you!"

"You want me to help you? Why?" Song Yan sneered.

"I can grant you a divine light of good fortune!"

Feng Jiu smiled, her eyes filled with confidence.

"Not interested! Well, you can go!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan waved his hand, and immediately, Feng Jiu was pushed out by the formation.

Standing outside the formation, Feng Jiu's expression froze, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed, but at this moment, an unwanted soul wave appeared, making her unable to hate Song Yan at all.

"Damn it!"

Feng Jiu forcibly suppressed this fluctuation, turned around and left.

within the array.

Song Yan sighed heavily, feeling very bad.

"Farewell is forever, Feng Jiu! Feng Jiu!"

After an hour of stunned on the spot, Song Yan regained his mind and took out the divine fruit to swallow. He planned to push the star divine body to the fourth stage before the opening of the Good Fortune Tianbei.

On the other side, in a valley not far from the Good Fortune Tianbei.

"Holy Son, Feng Jiu went to see Chu Fan!"

The strong man of the real dragon clan reported to Ao Tianhui who was sitting cross-legged on a spiritual pond.

"is it?"

Ao Tian's tone was very light, but his face sank slightly. After a long while, he continued to speak: "Go and make arrangements, our hall wants to meet that Chu Fan!"

"Yes!"

The strong man of the real dragon tribe left the valley after bowing and saluting.

Before he knew it, Song Yan had practiced for two hours.

Suddenly, he stood up, took a step and came to the outside of the formation, looked at the strong man not far away and said indifferently: "Who are you?"

This strong man is an intermediate god, and the energy in his body has been completely transformed into divine power, which is rare among newborn gods.

"Master Chu, my holy son wants to see you, so please come with me!"

The strong man's tone sounded more polite, but it carried an undeniable taste.

"Who is your holy son?" Song Yan asked. In fact, he had already guessed that the only one who could drive the middle-level gods should be Ao Tian, ​​the holy son of the real dragon clan. The reason why he asked was just to confirm.

"My holy son Aotian!" the brawny man said proudly.

"Not interested, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

Song Yan shook his head, turned around and was about to step into the formation.

but……

Figures flashed.

The strong man blocked Song Yan's way out, and said with a smile, "Master Chu, you might as well think about it again!"

"There is nothing to think about, if you don't see it, you won't see it!"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes, his mood became very bad because of Ouyang Weiwei, if this strong man didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't mind beheading him to vent his anger, as for Ao Tian, ​​if he dared to hold on to it, then he would behead him together up.

"Then I can only offend!"

There was a sneer at the corner of the strong man's mouth, and he grabbed Song Yan's shoulder with his palm.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Song Yan waved his hand casually, and suddenly a huge force overflowed, directly sending the strong man flying tens of meters. He looked at the other party coldly, and said in a bad tone: "If you dare to stretch out your claws at me again, I will kill you!" you!"

The burly man's face was a bit stunned, and then, an angry look appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It was rumored that you killed many gods, but those gods are just false gods. Today, Let me show you the strength of a real god!"

While speaking, the strong man took a step forward, and reached out to Song Yan to grab it.

The speed of this claw was so fast that even time and space were distorted by it. In an instant, Song Yan felt a confinement force enveloping him. , that's all!

Therefore, the energy in his body was running, and he broke free from the confinement with a slight shock of his body, and then punched out.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

His punch broke the bones of the strong man's hand, and then he hit his chest with all his strength, sending him flying hundreds of meters away.

"His strength is so strong?"

On a small mountain peak, Feng Jiu couldn't help but a look of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw the strong man who was thrown flying by Song Yan.

[Author's digression]: One more, thank you for [mosquitoes are a bit ugly] [Jin Zhenghua] [perfume fragrance] [td14505056] [shoot a mosquito to death] [every year is more than enough] [mosquitoes are handsome] for these big rewards.

The last name is a nice change.