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Chapter 857 The Battle of the Two Gods (1)

Wanyan couldn't believe it: "But I'm only sixteen years old this year."

Feng Nagi smiled, "I'm twenty years old."

"..."

so what?You are 20 years old this year, and you have planned for [-] years?

Why didn't you say that you were arranged in the womb?
Wanyan was at a loss for words for a while, she just thought Feng Nagi was joking.

"Okay." Feng Nagi stretched out her hand to smooth the broken hair on Li Wanyan's forehead, and said with a soft smile:
"Aren't you tired enough today? Take a break.

If you have any questions, I will answer them slowly in the future. Anyway, we still have a lot of life in the future. "

Wanyan shook her head, revealing a forced but polite smile.

The world is really absurd, Wanyan smiled bitterly in her heart.

I ran from one wedding to another.

Tired, Wanyan was indeed very tired, but she didn't take a rest, and even the uneasiness in her heart didn't ease as she got farther and farther away from Tianxuan Palace, so she couldn't help but look back frequently.

Feng Nagi Fu lightly smiled and comforted her, "Are you still worried?

Don't worry, the eight generals teamed up, although they are not Jing Shijialan's opponent, they still have the ability to hold Jing Shijialan back for half an hour.

After Jing Shijialan escaped and rushed over, we had already arrived at Fengtian Hall.

Once you enter Fengtian Palace, it is the site of this deity, and my Grand Duke will not be robbed no matter what. "

As soon as Feng Naifu finished speaking, before Wanyan could speak, she heard a voice coming from behind her.

"You can snatch my empress from this deity's territory, but why can't this deity?"

This voice is really cold, Wanyan felt chills when she heard it.

That is, the voice of Jing Shijialan.

Wanyan turned her head, and as expected, she saw Jing Shijialan stepping on the purple phoenix, riding the wind.

Feng Naifu also frowned, and when she was about to speed up to leave, Jing Shijialan had already rushed ahead, blocking their way.

Seeing that Jing Shijialan came so quickly, Wanyan was not shocked, but felt calm when the dust had settled.

Wanyan glanced at Jingshi Jialan.

If Jing Shijialan was so angry that his veins twitched violently and his ears were red, then Wanyan would still have a little bottom in her heart.

But on Jing Shijialan's face, there was no emotion at all, and there was even a faint smile.

However, behind him, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

Wanyan's heart sank.

Jing Shijialan stood in front of the two of them, with a tall figure, he seemed to laugh angrily when he saw Feng Naifu.

"Feng Naifu, you are so courageous!

They mobilized one hundred thousand phoenix soldiers and dispatched eight generals to make a big disturbance in my Tianxuan Palace and robbed my wife on the wedding day.

Why, have Tianxuan Hall and Fengtian Hall been peaceful for too long? "

Feng Naifu looked at Jing Shijialan without changing his face, even with crooked eyebrows and smiling faces.

But at the side, Feng Nagi held Wanyan's wrist with her hand, and hugged her behind her, saying in a low voice: "Don't be afraid."

When facing Jing Shijialan again, Feng Naifu's voice was clear and firm:
"Jing Shijialan, no matter what the price is, I will take someone away today.

As for whether you can make me pay the price, it depends on how capable you are. "

Jing Shijialan sneered, and without saying anything, he gave the answer in a non-obvious way.

When his eyes fell on Wanyan, he didn't even sneer. From his eyes to his voice, there was only coldness, and he said lightly:
"Aren't you coming yet?"

Wanyan was terrified by his stare.

In normal times, Wanyan would have provoked Jing Shijialan a lot.

But today, after all, I was the one who was wronged first, and I know very well that Jing Shijialan at this time is just an oil barrel that will explode at one point.

Wanyan knew that if she provoked him at this time, she would simply be looking for death.

Wanyan didn't speak, didn't move, she was lying on a chopping board, she couldn't control her own life or death.

At this time, if he left, he would offend Feng Zun; if he didn't leave, he would offend Sheng Zun.

Which one of them is the person that Wanyan can't afford to mess with now.

Wanyan, a small shrimp caught between the two, could only think of one sentence: It's better to let me die.

Feng Naifu held Wanyan's wrist, stood in front of Wanyan, and faced Jing Shijialan without any fear.

This is the first time for Wanyan to see Jingshi Jialan and Fengnai Fuli so close.

Only then did she realize that she used to think that Feng Naifu's height was too outstanding among women.

At this moment, I saw that Feng Naifu was almost as tall as Jing Shijialan.

"If I can bring people out, I can protect them."

Feng Naifu's smile subsided, and her voice became cold.

After Jing Shijialan heard the words, he didn't say any more, and walked towards the two with big strides.

When Jing Shijialan took the first step, in Feng Nagi's left hand, a long golden sword shot out like lightning.

When Jing Shijialan walked quickly to Feng Naifu, he also had a long sword in his hand.

Unlike Feng Nai Fu, Jing Shi Jia Lan's sword has already seen blood.

Maybe both sides have endured it for too long, when the Holy Lord and the Phoenix Lord quickly fought together, the game between the white clothes and the red clothes was in the clouds and mist, accompanied by sparks when the two swords collided.

The confrontation between the two, whether it is strength or beauty, makes the world eclipse, and the sun and the moon lose their brilliance.

No one was watching Wanyan, but she just watched coldly from the sidelines, not wanting to run away at all.

She knew that with the two statues here, she would not be able to escape by herself.

Only when she has the power to fight against those two people one day, can she be eligible to choose.

But now, she can only watch and wait to go with the winner.

It's like a bracelet in a store that is being fought over by two buyers.

This is not like a duckweed.

Wanyan comforted herself.

Just judging the situation and keeping a low profile.

And at this time, Wanyan couldn't care less about emotion.

Her eyes were completely attracted by the fight in front of her, and her heart was filled with shock.

Wanyan has only been shocked by two people in her life.

One is Jingshajialan.

The other is at this time, the first time she sees Honagi helping her out.

Even though Wanyan knew Fengzun's prestige early on, it was really hard to imagine that there are really people in this world who can compete with Jing Shijialan on an equal footing.

Especially Feng Nai Fu was originally born with that pitiful appearance, her figure is like a spring onion, slender and graceful, like a weak willow Fufeng, people can't help but want to protect it.

Under such great confusion, it is difficult for anyone to imagine what it would be like to make a move with such a beauty.

However, at this moment, Feng Nai Fu's gaze was as steady as an eagle's, his strikes were as swift as the wind, and his strikes were as ruthless as a mountain pressing down on him, with deadly moves.

Such a clean and beautiful skill looks more pleasing to the eye than dancing, so that people can't pay attention to her beautiful face for a while.

Wanyan stared at them, and saw that when Feng Nagi held the horizontal sword to go straight to Jing Shijialan, the wide sleeve was blown up to the elbow by the wind.

(End of this chapter)