The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 146

The eyes of "Yuan" were excited, and the sharp long nails slid on Leng Wuyou's cheeks, leaving a red mark, and the blood streaks were easily visible under the mark.

With such a mark on the pale skin, it looks extraordinarily hideous.

"Huh, it smells so good!" "Yuan" looked greedily, sniffing the sweet smell of flesh and blood on the tip of his nose, a little impatient to swallow the Leng Wuyou in front of him.

Her eyes were excited, her five fingers turned into claws, and she scratched towards Leng Wuyou's slender neck.

When Jun Moyuan arrived, he happened to see this scene, his pupils shrank, "Qibao."

As soon as he took a step, he came behind Leng Wuyou. When "Yuan" heard the movement and looked over, he had already slapped "Yuan" and sent "Yuan" flying.

"Kite" spewed out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and its body collided with the wall fiercely, making a deep muffled sound.

She slid from the wall to the ground, her hair was disheveled, the soul whistle in her hand cracked a crack, and fell not far from her. The man who appeared suddenly took her food back into his arms.

Her first thought at the time was not fear, not running away, but thinking, what happened these days, either women and women fell in love and killed each other, or men and women were dying or living together. How to deal with yourself when you are tired?

This era is really changing so fast, she can't keep up with the rhythm!
The rupture of the soul whistle made Leng Wuyou Xiaotuanzi, who was immersed in the illusion of memory, pause. Her little hand was resting on the young man's cheek, with dim light in her eyes. She gently wiped off the blood on the young man's face, gently Put him on the ground, "Brother, Qiqi misses you very much, but I don't want to see you like this, because every time I think of you, you will hurt again, although it is only in memory." But I don't want you to hurt.

"Brother, Qiqi is fine now. There are many people who hurt her, and there are also many older brothers." But you were not there, Xiaotuanzi stood up, lowered his eyes, and turned around, "Although I am very happy to see my brother, but my brother will be very hurt." , so, I am still angry." You have to accompany your brother to be in pain, that's okay!
Without looking back, she took a step forward, and her height began to grow. Another step, the little dumpling was already eight or nine years old. Every step she took, her age was increasing, until she reached the edge of the memory illusion, her body Her height has grown to [-] meters, she is a fourteen-year-old cardamom girl, she turned her head and took a deep look into the alley, and stomped her feet without hesitation, the scene in front of her was like glass, shattered with a crash.

Leng Wuyou opened his eyes quickly, the dark tide surged in his phoenix eyes, and the indifference of his body made Jun Moyuan flustered, "Qibao." Subconsciously, he called her.

"I'm fine." Leng Wuyou exhaled lightly, temporarily suppressing the tyranny in his heart.

Although Jun Moyuan was worried, he didn't ask any further questions.

Breaking free from Jun Moyuan's arms, she stared at "Yuan" with expressionless eyes, and approached her step by step.

Da da da

The sound of the shoes stepping on the ground was like stepping on the tip of her heart, "Yuan"'s pupils dilated, and a sense of fear rose in her heart, she raised her head, and in her pupils were the wooden face and the deep black pupils.

Leng Wuyou came in front of her and stepped on her soul whistle, she didn't even move her brows, she just twitched her foot, and the fighting spirit covered her feet.

click, click

After several crisp sounds in succession, when Leng Wuyou raised his foot again, the soul whistle under his feet was cracked all over, deeply embedded in the ground.

"puff."

Soul Whistle and "Yuan" were connected with each other, and the rupture caused the soul to be severely injured, and she directly spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Leng Wuyou came to her, looked down at her condescendingly, a dagger in his hand gleamed coldly.

"Yuan" looked at the death-like Leng Wuyou panicked in her heart and wanted to escape, but she was already locked in place by Leng Wuyou. With a cultivation base, Leng Wuyou would not be able to control her so easily.

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