The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1136 Will Still Fall into My Hand

After all, the Nirvana Mercenary Corps and the Yuqiong Mercenary Corps were at odds with each other, and he had also attacked Ruanxin before, but seeing his current appearance, he knew that he must have ended in failure, so this time he confronted Ruanxin, Like his current behavior, he is vicious and vicious, and there is no room for sand in his eyes. He is afraid that it will do something bad to his soft heart.

Leng Wuyou raised his eyes, looked at Hua Qianye without blinking and said, "What do you think of Feng Jue?"

Hua Qianye found that no one made room for him, so he pursed his mouth and waved his hand, two small stools appeared in front of Leng Wuyou and the others, and then sat on them directly, and he turned around and pulled the other one. Yu Wenhan, who has been following him without saying a word, is dressed in black, has a cold temperament, and his obsidian-like eyes are as deep as a deep pool.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the small stool next to him, "Yuwen, this is for you, sit down, you're welcome."

After saying that, he turned back directly and continued to discuss with Leng Wuyou about matters big and small about Feng Jue.

And Yu Wenhan lowered his eyes silently, looking at the small stool with four short legs, and Hua Qianye, who was sitting on the stool and curled up with long legs, was silent for a while, pursed his lips, and finally sat down. down.

This is the viewing area. He is so tall, standing there like that will block other people from watching the competition.

It's the way he sits on this small stool with his long legs curled up, which is inexplicably funny, with the icy aura on his body, it doesn't look scary anymore, but it makes people want to laugh .

Fortunately, they were sitting in front of Leng Wuyou and them. With Leng Wuyou and them blocking them, the audience behind them could not see, but they could clearly see the side facing them.

For a moment, the corners of the mouths of those who saw this scene couldn't help twitching, and their hearts collapsed a little in the face of Yu Wenhan, the cold prince.

On the three competition platforms, at the same time, people from small powers competed.

The methods used by those small forces to fight are also uneven, full of tricks but too fancy, which makes people feel that there is not much meaning after a few glances, so the audience at the scene is a little bored.

Someone clamored for them to finish quickly, get down quickly, don't waste time on it, it looks like a show, go down quickly, and wait for the people behind to compete.

Yuqiong Mercenary Group Viewing Area
Sitting in the last row was Feng Jue, who was wearing a sky-gray robe and was playing with a dagger boredly in his hand. He looked very lazy, and his temperament was a bit evil, but he couldn't tell the difference at all. He has a perverted appearance, the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, his facial features are handsome, and the dagger keeps spinning in his hand, causing afterimages, and from time to time, he can still see the flash of the knife tip. The cold light makes people feel a little frightened when they look at it.

His eyes moved slightly, and there was a flash of bloodthirsty and coldness in them.

He lowered his eyes again, looked at the note in his hand, and the arc of the corner of his mouth widened. At this time, he was a little crazy, and he felt a little abnormal.

"Oh, are you soft-hearted? As I said, you will still fall into my hands after all."

He was talking to himself, his voice was extremely low, and he looked towards Leng Wuyou and the others to watch the match.

Ruanxin's body trembled, and she felt a cold gaze, wrapping around her body, like a cold poisonous snake, wrapping around her skin, slowly swimming, the coldness penetrated into the cracks in her bones , causing her to shiver subconsciously.

What, what's going on?

Why is it cold now?

Look up at the sky, well, it's not snowing.

Soft-hearted brows frowned, unable to think, when she looked away, she inadvertently met a pair of crazy and sinister eyes, and her body froze.

That cold feeling came again, those eyes were like wind.

Ruanxin felt a little trembling in her heart, and her scalp was also a little numb, but Ruanxin still raised her head and stared back viciously.

The soft-hearted movement here naturally attracted Leng Wuyou's attention, following her gaze, what he saw was Feng Jue who slowly retracted his gaze.

(End of this chapter)