cold wings

"Whether it's Bingyixuan, Mu Han, or you and the people around you, I don't want to fight today, hahaha... We will have opportunities to meet in the future..." The dark master fell in front of Feng Qing, pointed at Feng Qing, his eyes were full of wantonness.

Feng Qing's complexion was the same as that of Bingyixuan and Mu Han, and instantly sank.Feng Qisheng narrowed his red eyes and snorted coldly.The person who moves Fengqing is his enemy, no matter what relationship he had with him in the past... It turns out that today, not only Fengqing and Feng Qisheng came, but even the thing he met in the secret realm of heaven Also coming.......

"It's you..." Mu Han tried his best to stabilize his emotions, but Bing Yixuan knew that Mu Han's heart was absolutely calm at the moment, and the strength of his waist made him feel pain.

"Hehe, the four of you are in a good mood! Why... in the face of the Xingyue Palace's loss of power, you, the Palace Master, don't do anything?" Speaking with his heart, in his eyes, Mu Han and Bing Yixuan, just like him, don't care about the life and death of their subordinates at all.

The corners of Mu Han's eyes twitched, his blue eyes were full of helpless resentment.Both Bingyixuan and him were seriously injured, and it is estimated that even half of their strength can not be used now, so it is not so much a help as a help!

Silver eyes flickered with disdain: "Do you think these actions of yours will be unexpected?"

Feng Qing's heart tightened, Feng Qisheng looked at the smiling Bingyixuan calmly, and looked up and down.Bing Yixuan gave Feng Qisheng a sideways glance, and continued to look at the frowning Dark Lord.

"Just kidding..." The dark master folded his arms around his chest, thinking about it.

"Hey, you'd better leave! Otherwise, don't blame me for being an old man!" Unexpectedly, an old voice sounded in Xingyue Palace, and then no matter which side it was, people stopped their hands unconsciously. Actions.

Gu Liyi and others who had just rushed to the Xingyue Spirit Formation felt a strange gas coming out of the Xingyue Palace, and after entering their bodies, it gradually repaired the injuries in their bodies, which was infinitely better than any elixir in the past .

A smile hung on the corner of his lips, not sure if he was mocking fate or himself.

Feng Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his fluttering red shirt was like a fire cloud in the deep sea, and the cold wind from the snow-capped mountains couldn't blow away the grief in his heart.

There have always been accidents in whatever he wants to do, everything is like this, and he will never succeed once.

But as long as it's about that person... no matter how ruthless the cold red eyes are, they will shake with the softest light.He is bound to succeed..."Boy, are you here safe and sound?" The old voice came into the Dark Lord's ears, causing the Dark Lord to turn around and raise his eyes. For some reason, he always felt that the voice was so familiar, yet so bewildering .

Bing Yixuan looked deeply at the Dark Lord, if it wasn't for that bloodless face, he wouldn't be able to see the difference between the Dark Lord now and just now.

"I didn't expect you to come too..."

The dark master calmed down, and his face was indifferent: "Whoever is present already knew that I would come, why bother to ask?"

The red eyes raised slightly, looking straight at the pair of puzzled black eyes, the slightly raised smile suddenly became cold, deep and impossible to guess: "Who are you?"

The cold wind was blowing through the black hair, the extreme evil spirit was icy cold, and the pale face was like an illusion, but still billowing with aloofness and reluctance to be sexually obscene.

"Hehe, let me ask for the last time now, are you going to go or not..."

The dark master's eyes were as clear as obsidian, he paused, and said calmly: "Let's go!"

The icy red eyes raised slightly: "I will remember it!"

At the moment Feng Qisheng spoke, Feng Qing seemed to remember something, suddenly his body shook, his smile was bitter and melancholy, suppressing the fluctuations in his heart.

Thousands of layers of waves rolled in his heart, suddenly, his heart seemed to be pierced violently, and the blood rolling in his body poured into his throat again, but he suppressed it firmly.

Feng Qing's hands trembled at a loss, his clear mind was in a state of confusion at this moment, he threw the phoenix feather in his hand to Mu Han who was standing opposite, his eyes raised a faint indifference: "Although you don't know, but this thing is very Important, since Feng Lan never leaves her body, I will leave it to you now."

Mu Han grabbed the shining jade pendant.And those icy red eyes suddenly widened, and the pain in his body caused by the sound attack of the mysterious person was completely forgotten at this moment: "Feng Yu!"

Feng Qisheng tapped his toes, turned around and leaped to Mu Han's body, his fluttering flaming red hair gleamed with an evil and bloodthirsty aura, and flaming red satin flew out of his sleeves, clamoring for soul-splitting ruthlessness, entangled Holding Mu Han's neck, he flipped his wrist, as if trying to break Mu Han's head.

In an instant, Feng Qisheng's body was thrown into the air by an inexplicable force, across the dim sky.The phoenix feather in Mu Han's hand was shining with a frightening light like ghosts and gods. Lightning flashes and lasers, as dazzling as ghosts, woven into clusters of gorgeous pictures, sprinkled on the entire snow mountain.