The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 811 Oh, I Wasn't Killed
In the second half of the sentence, she glanced at Huo Linfeng's hiding place indifferently, without any emotion in her eyes.

Huo Linfeng, who was huddled in a dark corner, only felt a sudden chill in his body, like falling into an ice cave.

He swallowed, he didn't expect things to develop to such an extent, he thought that he would be sure to see Leng Wuyou being suppressed and killed by that monster one-sidedly, but in the end it was the monster who was killed by Leng Wuyou and the girl in purple. The man in the robe was tortured and killed.

Oh, no, it wasn't a massacre, after all, the monster didn't die, it was just sealed away, but just like that, his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and the fear inside him was like overwhelming waves, tearing at him. thoughts.

The tension in his brain made him startled.

He secretly hid in the corner expecting that the person Leng Wuyou said would not be him, he shrunk his body and held his breath, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

Leng Wuyou's eyes were very cold, he ignored him, but he and Jun Moyuan dealt with those black-robed men one by one before walking towards Huo Linfeng's hiding place.

The sound of walking footsteps stepped on the ground, making a series of sounds, which seemed extraordinarily eerie in this empty palace, as if the god of death had come.

Huo Linfeng rolled his eyes and thought of a good solution in the next second. With a weak voice, he stood up tremblingly and slowly walked out of the darkness. The pale face on his face showed at a glance that he was a seriously injured patient dying.

He leaned on the wall and walked slowly. He still looked like a middle-aged man, but the beard around his mouth was a little upturned. Of course, he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

He took a deep breath. Although he was nervous, the trembling of his legs was not due to nervousness. He didn't want to tremble, but because his legs were numb because of squatting for too long.

"Ahem, thank you two fellow Taoists for saving your life, I am very grateful." He coughed and looked very weak, but it wasn't really an act, most of his weak appearance was because he was frightened.

Leng Wuyou frowned, and exchanged a glance with Jun Moyuan, ah, isn't this man the target of their trip?

Tsk tsk tsk, the appearance of being so fragile now is so resembling, if she hadn't felt the man's murderous intent towards her before, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by his weak appearance.

The main reason is that he is a middle-aged uncle, um, holding that face and making such a sickly look, it makes his eyes a little hot.

"Uncle, you think too much, we didn't save you." Looking at the middle-aged uncle who was about to die in front of him, Leng Wuyou didn't give any face, and said very bluntly.

Huo Linfeng was a little stiff, staggering on his feet, he almost didn't fall, he quickly stabilized his figure, his eyes wandered, he never thought that a person as cold as Leng Wuyou would come out with a poisonous tongue.

If he doesn't give face like this, no matter how thick-skinned he is, his toes are curled up in embarrassment at this moment, wishing to dig out the Nanling Palace.

Jun Moyuan's brows were raised high, his expression was lazy, and his dark eyes were looking at Huo Linfeng with great interest.

He recognized Huo Linfeng's appearance as early as on the battlefield, but he didn't think Huo Linfeng was a character, so he didn't care.

When the little girl was fighting, he didn't miss the malice emanating from this guy. This kind of malice was faintly murderous, and it was obvious that he had impure thoughts about the little girl.

He jumped out to target his little girl for no reason before, but he didn't touch her because of the little girl's words, "people who have nothing to do with him". Today he bumped into him, so what should he do It can only make him unlucky.

(End of this chapter)