"I only want the Haotian Tower, but I don't know about them."

After finishing speaking, the black shadow showed the sharp knife in his hand, and stared straight at Yuwen Luoshuang's figure.Within a moment, he had already driven the sharp knife in Yuwen Luoshuang's direction.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who was standing on the side, also caught the sharp knife with the blue silk soft sword in his hand, swung it vigorously several times in his hand, and instantly let the sharp knife drive in front of the black shadow.Before everyone could react, Soi Ying had already caught his sharp knife.In the small room, a strong aura of confrontation instantly formed.

Not long after, the disciples of Fengshangzong also rushed to this place, but they didn't intend to make a move.After all, Yuwen Luoshuang is the person they care about, and she is also the head wife they have called for a long time.

When seeing the disciples of Fengshangzong, Yuwen Luoshuang's complexion became even colder.Gradually, all the spiritual power gathered in her palm. If she didn't escape this time, she would be treated in an unknown way.

The group of spiritual power in Yuwen Luoshuang's hands has become extremely powerful, and slowly the air around her has begun to slowly become turbulent, and soon, a strong wave of power has condensed in the room. strength.Before it became a stronger force, Yuwen Luoshuang pushed it in the direction of the shadow.Because the room was too small, before everyone had time to dodge, a huge void was formed in the room.

When everyone present was knocked down to the ground, Feng Xinglang trapped Yuwen Luoshuang in place at lightning speed.He tied her hands behind his back, then walked to her side, and said sorry in a voice only he could hear.

It was an immortal rope, so no matter how hard Yuwen Luoshuang broke free, there was no reaction.Instead, the bundle of fairy ropes became tighter and tighter, until a deep mark appeared on her wrist.

In the end, the spirit pet loyally protected her by her side.

And in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at Fengshangzong, and all the disciples looked very serious. In this way, they and Yuwen Luoshuang became enemies of life and death.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing!"

"You'll find out after a while."

Hearing the same indifferent words, Yuwen Luoshuang's face showed a hint of ridicule instead, which made all the disciples present shudder.

Feng Xinglang silently brought Yuwen Luoshuang to Yuwen Ning's room, and closed the door with his palm.

At this time, Yuwen Ning had begun to fall into a coma because of her serious illness. She would wake up for an hour every day, and her spirit was not very good during this hour.

"You don't want me to see her, do you?"

"I asked you to save her. I owe you this time. I will give you whatever you want in the future."

"Really." The corner of Yuwen Luoshuang's mouth twitched slightly, but it was more of a mockery, without any emotion.

What she hates the most is emotional liars, and it happens that Feng Xinglang acts as such an object that can make her hate.

"I've never broken my promise as Feng Xinglang said."

"What if I don't want to save?"

"That's up to you."

After finishing speaking, Feng Xinglang had already untied the fairy rope on Yuwen Luoshuang's wrist,

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