The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 476 Illusion
She frowned, and a cold light flashed across her dark black eyes. What's going on?Could it be an illusion?
Leng Wushang looked coldly at the blood in front of him and the small figure curled up on the ground, the dark red light in his eyes flickered.

Beside the small figure, there were several people around, holding various weapons in their hands, with ferocious smiles on their faces.

"Hehe, the boy has fallen into our hands. See if we don't want you to look good, go and dig out his eyes." A slightly burly man with a whip in his hand said to a person next to him. The short figure raised his jaw.

Hearing that, the short figure immediately smiled, his long and narrow eyes were full of sinister light, "Leave it to me." After saying that, he walked towards the small figure curled up on the ground step by step.

His fingers stretched out, bent like eagle claws, and he came to the little figure, and he grabbed the collar of the little figure and pulled him up.

Watching this scene, the cold air from Leng Wushang's body was constantly blowing out, the blood in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and suddenly he felt a change of sight in front of him, and he found that he was being suspended in mid-air at this moment, with the front of his neck His collar made him a little uncomfortable, as if he couldn't breathe.

It was just a dazzling effort, at this moment, Leng Wushang turned into the small figure that was lifted up, he slowly raised his head, and parted his loose hair to the sides.

There was an immature youthful face, about eleven or twelve years old, the brows of this face were very similar to Leng Wushang's, and even the outline of the face was extremely similar, as if this was a child who hadn't grown up yet. He, and indeed he.

It's just that he never thought that the matter that was suppressed in his heart would be brought out here.

The young Leng Wushang had a cold face, and the dark red light in his eyes was flickering and struggling, as if he was an evil spirit crawling out of hell, trying to choose and devour someone with his fangs and claws.

The man who was carrying him suddenly met such a pair of eyes, and his whole body froze. Why did this little brat suddenly change into a pair of blood pupils, and his expression looked like the god of death who wanted his life.

His hand shook, and the young boy who was being carried fell directly to the ground.

"What are you doing? You can't even mention anyone. It's not because you're afraid of shaking your hands, but you did it a lot before." A person next to him gave him a strange look, and then stretched out his hand impatiently. Push him away, "Go, if you're afraid, just stand by and I'll come."

As he was talking, the man rolled his arms and sleeves to dig out Leng Wushang's eyes. Leng Wushang on the ground couldn't stand up because of his weakness. He hung his head with a cold smile on his lips. His complexion was also dull, and the light in his dark red pupils flickered on and off.

Damn it, you dare to turn those things into illusions to confuse him. Heh, without his permission, you do such things that he doesn't like, and those who secretly manipulate all these things don't know the word "dead" How to write, it seems that when you find him, he should teach him well.

In the dark space, Jun Moyuan's face was so dark that ink dripped out. It was really careless. I didn't expect that there was a space stacking technique in this space, which was unknowingly used by them without them noticing. They were separated.

At the moment of separation, he felt the strong fluctuation of the law. The moment he felt the fluctuation of the law, his heart tightened, and he wanted to pull Leng Wuyou immediately, but it was still too late, and he didn't pull it at all. , the little girl disappeared in front of her eyes.

The powerful aura around Jun Moyuan formed a bitter wind, which blew his robe violently, and the bloody light floated and sank in the dark pupils.

(End of this chapter)