Phoenix on Fire: Allure of the City

Nalan Qingcheng was very unhappy about being brought to this place. She looked at the room she was in. There was no extra decoration in this room, only an incense burner, a futon, a table and a chair, nothing else. The room exudes the scent of red sandalwood, and it is red sandalwood that I think is lit in the incense burner.

"You seem quite courageous."

Before anyone arrived, the sound arrived, the door was opened with a bang, but there was no one in sight. A handful of silver threads flew towards Nalan Qingcheng's neck and lifted her into the air. She didn't even have a chance to resist. It seems that the True God Realm is really as the old man said.

Although the silver thread was tightly wrapped around her neck, it gave her enough room to breathe, which also made her sure that the owner of the voice didn't really want to kill her.

Pulled up the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"I am not very brave, but I am much better than those who are timid."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

A gust of wind blew, and a handsome figure walked in. What surprised Nalan Qingcheng was not how good-looking he was, but that the silver thread wrapped around her neck turned out to be the hair of the man in front of her.

The man in front of him had silver hair as long as his bare feet, which fluttered slightly as he walked. He was wearing a silver coat. He didn't wear shoes on his feet, but walked in barefoot. Seeing the toes as smooth as tofu, the silver clothes and silver hair, just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

His dark brown eyes are clear, but there is a little uninhibitedness hidden in them. His long eyelashes are docilely attached to his eyes, and his thin and sexy lips evoked a vague smile, as if ironic and as if It was declaring his unique good mood, but it was obviously the former.

Nalan Qingcheng simply threw a small flame thunder, 'Si', without any warning, the silver thread wrapped around Nalan Qingcheng's neck was instantly burned, and the flames were burning towards the silver hair of the silver-haired man, the silver-haired man The faint smile at the corner of his mouth cracked instantly, and with a flick of his fingers, the burning flame was extinguished. It was incredible that his silver hair, the silver hair that was burnt down to his shoulders, grew automatically, reaching all the way to his feet. Only stop at the naked place.

Nalan Qingcheng curled her lips, and simply threw the fire on the top of the silver-haired man's head, burning all the hair on your head.

The silver-haired man's mouth twitched, where is this wonderful woman?How dare he burn his hair, and still stare at him.

The silver-haired man simply jumped up and grabbed Nalan Qingcheng's neck.

"Woman, you are the first person who dares to disobey me."

The silver-haired man is 1.8 meters tall, and Nalan Qingcheng's tallest is only up to his shoulders, so he has to wait for the silver-haired man with his head up.

"You are also the most disgusting man I have ever seen in my life."

Nalan Qingcheng's poisonous tongue is not inferior to Lan Xue Mojun and others.

The silver-haired man is fortified. The most setback he has suffered in his life is today.

Brown eyes narrowed.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? You can't just come to the True God's Mansion if you want."

Nalan Qingcheng looked at the silver-haired man sarcastically.

"You think I want to come? Kill if you want, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

The silver-haired man choked. He thought that this woman would definitely beg him for mercy, but he never thought that it would be beyond his expectation.

He tightened his hands and increased his strength, but the scene of the woman begging for mercy he was expecting did not appear, but he saw the stubbornness in the woman's eyes that refused to admit defeat, and the brown eyes let go of Nalan Qingcheng's fair neck in a flash. neck.