Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Because of admiration, Yan Yan felt a little more sad and sighed in her heart.

Looking at the heart in Feng Xiaoyao's hand again, Yan Yan asked: "What are you going to do with this bug?"

Yanyan's expression is correct, what Feng Xiaoyao is holding is no longer his heart, but a black beetle that is exactly the same size as the heart.

Feng Xiaoyao's heart has been eaten by bugs.

Feng Xiaoyao cast her eyes on Tongba who was squatting obediently beside Yanyan, and smiled: "Is this your contract demon pet?"

Yanyan looked down at Tonba: "Yes."

Feng Xiaoyao smiled maliciously: "Contract glutton. You are indeed a little different. Before I came, Ayun said that he was afraid that I would fall in love with you. I laughed at him for not knowing."

"After seeing your person, I think what Ayun said is very likely to happen."

Yan Yan raised her eyebrows.

This man was about to die, yet he was still in a sensational mood.

Feng Xiaoyao continued: "Ah Yun predicted this because he knows best. I have always liked weird things, such as my sword."

Although the words were love words, but when they came out of Feng Xiaoyao's mouth, they appeared to be upright and upright, less sticky and crooked, refreshing and free and easy, just like the way he looked at her from the beginning to the end.

Yanyan felt in her heart that falling in love with such a man was indeed a good relationship.

It's a pity that in this world, she can move anything, so she has no desire to be emotional.

But Feng Xiaoyao said these things to her, Yan Yan didn't hate her at all.

A parabola appeared in his eyes, Yan Yan was slightly taken aback.

The black beetle was thrown towards Tonba by Feng Xiaoyao.

Tonba is like a well-behaved dog, holding the bug firmly in his mouth.

But Tonba didn't eat, and looked at Yanyan with his mouth in his mouth, with an expression like a child who couldn't make up his mind.

Yanyan stretched out her hand to caress the top of Fu Tunba's head, but her eyes suddenly widened, staring at the worm in Tunba's mouth in surprise.

She saw that Coroni was visibly trembling.

This bug was not like this when Feng Xiaoyao grabbed it.

Are these bugs so afraid of Tonba?

Koroni, who was still arrogant just now, felt that the tonba gluttonous evil spirit was more violent and violent than it, the domineering and high-spirited insect body finally began to tremble in fear.

Feng Xiaoyao also noticed this, with contempt in his eyes.

"The disgusting thing in the dark swamp, even if it is fed to the gluttons of my mountain and sea world, it is blasphemy!"

After saying this sentence, Feng Xiaoyao suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was loaded down heavily.

Yanyan is not sure if Feng Xiaoyao is dead, because even the sword that Feng Xiaoyao stepped on just now did not catch his body.

The heavy and thick sword fell from the sky along with him.

Surrounded by disciples and elders of Jiange, there was no need for Yanyan to rush over to pick them up, several monks from Tianbei Island had already taken Feng Xiaoyao's body firmly.

When Yan Yan got close to Feng Xiaoyao, he seemed to have regained his strength, and slowly opened his eyes, but his gaze swept over the people around him, and he frowned.

Yanyan told the Jiange disciples who were carrying people: "Send him to Ayun's side."

Several Jiange disciples were red-eyed, and carefully controlled the sword to fall.

Shen Yuyun's eyes were obviously red and swollen. As soon as the monks landed on the ground, he ran over and eagerly leaned forward to look at Feng Xiaoyao's face.

It's just that as soon as his face was stretched forward, Feng Xiaoyao raised his hand and pointed at his forehead.

With Shen Yuyun's dazed kung fu, a high-pitched phoenix cry resounded in his consciousness.

Behind him, there is a phantom of a phoenix transformed into a crimson flame, rushing straight into the blue sky.

"Wai Jian will follow you. Don't cry, you know that's what bothers me the most."

Shen Yuyun patted his face with his sleeve vigorously: "Hey, I'll listen to my second brother!"

However, after Shen Yuyun wiped away his tears, he turned his eyes to Feng Xiaoyao.

Feng Xiaoyao had already closed her eyes, and lost her anger.

Live like a phoenix, die like a phoenix, live forever

——Feng Xiaoyao
"Buzz—"

Wei Jian, who was lying quietly beside Feng Xiaoyao, suddenly let out a high-pitched and sharp sword cry.

Afterwards, the swords of the entire Jiange monks seemed to feel the grief of Wei Jian, and they echoed one after another, and at the same time let out a long low sound.

It's Sword Cry

Yu Xinzhu, Yueya, and many other disciples of Tianbei Island were silent and weeping.

The whole audience was desolate.

The sword flew up and circled the entire Changsheng Pavilion, as if bidding farewell to Tianbei Island for its owner.

In the end, the sword stopped in front of Shen Yuyun with a strong and hot breath.

The scorching breath made the monks around retreat unbearably, and the surrounding area of ​​Shen Yuyun was cleared by the heat wave.

With red eyes, Shen Yuyun quietly looked at the sword in front of him.

The fence seems to have raised the temperature to such a terrifying height on purpose, obviously not wanting people to touch it.

Although it knew that Feng Xiaoyao entrusted it to Shen Yuyun when he was dying.

Feng Xiaoyao used his last strength to touch the imprint on the center of Shen Yuyun's eyebrows, it was the drop of contract blood when he and Wai Jian signed the blood contract back then, and it was Shen Yuyun's reliance on controlling Wai Jian.

However, once such a top-level magic soldier is identified as the master, it is easy to change the master.

"Ha ha!"

In the empty and quiet scene, a low laugh suddenly appeared, with obvious contempt in the laugh.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the direction of the laughter, surprised and laughing that it turned out to be a physique tied up with a rope.

These body repairs were captured by Jiange Grand Elder Bandit Li before, and after being interrogated by all the outer monks in public, they were determined to be Rong Mochou's criminal evidence and were detained.

One of the body cultivators suddenly laughed: "Spiritual cultivators with high self-esteem are all extremely stupid animals without self-knowledge. They deserve to be the feces of our race."

"Do you think it's just started? Hehe, you're so naive, Human Race, your suffering has just begun. In our eyes, you are all living feces!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

A Jindan cultivator nearby yelled angrily, and Yunling Qi was about to attack the laughing Tixiu.

But at the same time that the Jindan cultivator released the water-type spell, his spell was like a rope being pulled, and suddenly pulled the monk in front of the body repairer.

Ti Xiu's body was still bound by ropes, and the tied rope was obviously a spiritual weapon. Feeling Ti Xiu's struggle, the ropes flashed colorfully.

But Tixiu laughed wantonly and arrogantly. At the same time that the Jindan cultivator was pulled in front of him, six giant insect legs suddenly appeared on the side of Zixiu.

The Golden Core cultivator was unprepared, and was hugged into Tixiu's arms by Chongzu. His facial features were distorted, and he opened his mouth to gnaw down on the Golden Core cultivator's face.

In just a few breaths, the entire head of the Jindan cultivator was eaten by the body repairer.