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Chapter 914 Purple Gold Changhong (2)

Jing Shijialan instantly surpassed the golden phoenix, holding both sides of the phoenix's neck with both hands.

After that, Zihuang pressed Jinhuang tightly with strength that she could not resist, forcing him to fall with her.

On that day, the two most noble people in the world, carrying the Eight Star Palaces and the Big Dipper on their backs, descended from the sky at a speed beyond redemption.

Like thousands of stars falling to the world at the same time,
The two kinds of dazzling rays of light intertwine together, and when they landed at extreme speed, a purple-gold rainbow was drawn.

That is the dazzling light that makes all the brilliance in the world dim.

At that moment, all the witnesses firmly believed that the dazzling ending must be destruction, so as to live up to that brilliance.

After a loud "bang", a huge pit nearly [-] meters deep was smashed out in Fengtian Palace.

For a moment, the roar that shook the world became quiet, eerily quiet.

Everyone was looking forward to the big pit, but no one dared to go to see what happened at the bottom of the pit.

After a while, the sound of the blade cutting bone and flesh could be heard clearly.

And blood splashed out of a [-]-meter-deep pit.

He obviously didn't see anything, but at this moment, the people in the hall, no matter if they were from the Feng clan or the people from Tianxuan Hall, were all astonished to the point of no color.

A few people with relatively weak mental endurance even fell to the ground.

too frightening.

Really scary.

With a "plop", Feng Nagi, supported by the force of the sky, suddenly fell to the ground, already unconscious.

Everyone stared blankly at Honagifu, everyone felt like they were dreaming.

That was Honagifu, the scariest and cruelest Honagifu.

She actually had such embarrassing moments.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they saw a person jumping out from the bottom of the pit and landed firmly on the ground.

He is dressed in white clothes like snow, and is covered with a shining golden light. He is the most authentic saint in everyone's heart.

However, his clothes and face were covered with splattered drops of blood.

Behind him, there are eight long purple wings, each of which is as long as two people. It looks like a demon spider in hell, which is particularly terrifying.

And in his hand, he held three pairs of six, long golden wings.

It was the phoenix wing cut off by Qi Gen, and the roots were still bleeding.

The golden feathers on it have all lost their brilliance, covering the flesh like withered grass.

Jing Shijialan threw the three pairs of wings casually, and said to the people in Tianxuan Hall:

"Come here, help Feng Nagi with black iron, and confine her for 49 days."

Jing Shijialan's voice was quite calm, so calm that he couldn't even hear any gasps.

Just like his complexion, it was serene and indifferent, without any killing intent.

Everyone in Tianxuan Hall was stunned like a stone statue, and there was no sound in Fengtian Hall for a while, and no one carried out the order of the Holy One.

Jing Shijialan was not annoyed, but just tilted his head slightly to look at the crowd, as if asking silently, "What are you waiting for?"

At the same time, Jing Shijialan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood on his hands.

Jing Shijialan's hands were about to be wiped clean, and the people in Tianxuan Hall seemed to wake up from a dream, and finally came back to their senses, and hurriedly ran towards Feng Nai's direction.

But the people in Fengtian Palace were still stunned.

The people who can stand here today are by no means ordinary soldiers or generals, but elders or eight generals of the Feng clan, all of whom are masters who are among the most famous on the mainland.

However, at this moment, apart from the chills in their hearts, their minds are so blank that they have no other thoughts.

Jing Shijialan glanced at the pile of stone statues, coughed lightly, and then said in a deep voice:
"Feng Nai made a big mistake, and should have removed her honor, but when the deity punished her, her obedience and cooperation can be seen in the state of confession.

Therefore, the deity temporarily retains his position in the hope that he can correct his mistakes and restore the friendly relationship between the Feng Clan and Tianxuan Hall. "

Saying that, Jing Shijialan didn't look back, but just nodded his back with his hand, and said:

"As for Feng Naifu's imprisonment, I ask all Feng clan compatriots to cooperate."

After finishing speaking, Jing Shijialan nodded slightly to the dumbfounded Feng people, and strode away.

Until the purple light covering Fengtian Temple was dimmed, the Feng clan people still didn't come back to their senses.

Feng Zun, his wings were broken.

. . .

Late at night, Kunlun Mountains, Wugou Temple.

Wanyan was seriously injured, and her body was very weak, but she was lying on the bed, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

She woke up for a whole day, but still did not see Jing Shijialan.

Jing Shijialan will be very busy when he regains control of Tianxuan Palace, Wanyan knows this.

But for some reason, Wanyan felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, and she was so anxious that she couldn't sleep at all.

At this moment, in the silent night, Wanyan's ears moved, and she immediately jumped up from the bed, her eyes immediately focused on the door of the palace.

Faintly, Wanyan heard rustling voices outside the hall door, then the hall door opened quietly, a black figure let in the door, and closed the hall door again.

Seeing that figure, Wanyan's heart jumped into her throat instantly.

Jing Shijialan is back.

"Husband!" Wanyan couldn't help calling out, she jumped off the bed immediately, she didn't even bother to suck on her shoes, she dragged her seriously injured body and ran to the man's side, her feet lightened, and she hugged him neck.

The last time Wanyan saw Jing Shijialan was the parting at the gate of Rongyuan.

Unexpectedly, after the seemingly short and ordinary farewell, it would be half a month later in the temple.

"Great...you finally woke up..."

In Wanyan's arms, Jing Shi Jialan was slightly taken aback, and immediately hugged her even tighter, his murmured voice shaking violently.

"You know, you really scared me to death."

Jing Shijialan hugged Wanyan tightly, leaned forward slightly, and buried her face in Wanyan's hairy neck, feeling aggrieved like a child.

"I know..." Wanyan admitted her mistake in a small voice, and said with guilt:
"I'm sorry, I will definitely not be so self-assertive and smart in the future..."

Jing Shijialan did not lose his temper as Wanyan imagined, he seemed very tired, and his voice was very soft.

"Why don't you wear shoes... It's late autumn, the ground is so cold..."

Jing Shijialan said softly, then slowly bent down, picked up Wanyan's legs, hugged her in his arms, and walked into the hall.

In Jing Shijialan's arms, Wanyan finally saw his face.

so haggard.

Wanyan became nervous instantly, and hurriedly asked: "Jing Shijialan, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Jing Shijialan looked down at her, shook his head slightly, tried to smile, but he didn't, just said:
"I'm fine... don't worry..."

After finishing speaking, the two had already walked to the bedside, and Jing Shijialan gently placed Wanyan on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Under the moonlight, Wanyan realized that Jing Shijialan's white clothes were covered with blood, just like a splashed ink painting.

Wanyan hurriedly rubbed it, and some blood was also stained on her fingerprints.

Not yet dry.

　My friend is so handsome ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm so excited, so excited, so excited! ! !

　　Let us wrap up for April together in the handsomeness of our friends, and usher in our beautiful and happy May~

　　
　
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