The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 424

The arrow pierced through, and a little scarlet remained forever between Falcon Lin's eyebrows, like that shining cinnabar.

Falcon Lin stared wide-eyed, with a frightened expression fixed on his face, the light in his pupils gradually diffused, his body swayed on the canopy of the tree, and then fell directly from it.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, even though it was covered by rain, was still very obvious.

The battlefield suddenly came to a standstill, and for a while there was only the sound of rain.

No one expected that in less than a minute since this person appeared, a half-step spirit king would fall in front of them like that.

The two guardians of Qian Ren Zhan and Hell Ghost looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

The eyes looking towards Leng Wushang were full of guard.

Looking at the fallen figure, Leng Wushang waved his hands casually, without a trace of expression on his face, "I'm really sorry, I don't want to kill you, but who made you provoke someone you shouldn't have." After finishing speaking The corners of his mouth curled up again, and his eyelids drooped slightly, "Anyone who hurt Xiao Qi and made Xiao Qi unhappy will eventually have to pay the corresponding price."

The voice of these words was very low, like a whisper, even Qian Yuling, who was very close, could only vaguely hear a few words,

Could it be that Xiaoqi he was talking about was worry-free?

Qian Yuling's eyes flashed with doubt, but before he could figure out whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, he secretly distanced himself from him.

Even though he helped her kill Falcon Lin, so from this point of view, he can be regarded as a friend, but the aura on his body still made her subconsciously raise her guard.

In the underground palace shrouded in icy mist, on the huge ice bed, Jun Moyuan's palm suddenly tightened, and he slowly pulled the wisps of black air from Leng Wuyou's body like pulling silk threads.

The black air was pulled by Jun Moyuan, struggling frantically in his clenched palm, and strands of black mist emanated from above, wrapping around Leng Wuyou's hair.

Leng Wuyou's black hair, which was already black, looked even blacker under the lingering black mist, as if it could drip ink.

Following Jun Moyuan's movements, Leng Wuyou's ugly face finally turned around a little bit, but his face was a little bit pale and gloomy.

That soft black ink hair seemed to be covered with a haze of light.

Red and black rays of light flickered through his clothes, and a pair of blood pupils flickered on and off.

If you look closely, you can still see his slightly trembling lips.

Outside the palace, Shadow was anxiously guarding the door. He just followed Mr. Leng's orders and did something. As a result, when he came back, Mr. Leng was injured. It was the master who informed him before he knew. .

Hearing the master's serious tone before, he knew that Mr. Leng was afraid of being seriously injured, and he would probably be punished for this matter.

But the punishment is a trivial matter, he doesn't care, he is the secret guard arranged by the master for Mr. Leng, and the duty of the secret guard is to stay by the master's side and protect the master at all times.

But he left on the way, even though Mr. Leng ordered it.

However, a secret guard is a secret guard, and every secret guard has to abide by their own different responsibilities, and it is his fault if he fails to comply.

But now he doesn't have the mind to think about the punishment at all, he is only worried about his master and Mr. Leng now?
Through a door, he could feel the ever-changing aura of his master in the palace.

He knew very well what that breath meant, it was a phenomenon that would appear every time his master fell ill, but what kind of serious injury and treatment would actually cause the master to fall ill, and the master was still persisting.

He knew how painful the master was every time he got sick.

Because every time he would stay outside, he could often hear the suppressed pain coming from inside.

(End of this chapter)