Allure Summoner

Even if there was a spiritual barrier blocking Jun Qianxi, he was still tightly protecting Jun Qianxi in his arms.

He seemed to be taking care of the number one treasure in the world, lest she would be harmed in the slightest.

When the two rushed out of the smoke, they saw another scene.

"Ming, is this the sky? Is this snow?"

Jun Qianxi couldn't help getting down from his arms, stretched out her hands together and caught the snowflakes falling from the sky.

She raised her head slightly to look at the gray sky, and the killing intent hidden deep in her eyes melted along with the snowflakes in her hands.

Duanmuming took a few steps and came to her side. He held her hands and said in a low voice: "Why don't you use spiritual protection? Your hands are red from the cold!"

Jun Qianxi stared at him carefully for a while, then smiled sweetly: "Because you are still by my side!"

As long as he was by his side, how could she be frozen?

Although it was not a sweet talk, it easily touched his heartstrings.

He reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear in a low voice: "What's wrong with my Xi'er these days? She's getting more and more provocative!"

"Isn't it good?" She wrinkled her nose and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, how can it be bad!"

He hurriedly answered, as if he was afraid that if he answered slowly, he would offend the person in his arms.

A smile bloomed on her pink lips and slipped into his arms.

Her light-colored gauze skirt and fair skin, his white long gown like a jade-like face, crystal snowflakes keep falling, covering their long hair covering their shawls, the two embracing figures seem to merge with the vast world It's like we're together.

Soon, a slight sound came from behind, and this beautiful picture was broken.

"The relationship between the two is really enviable!"

"Doesn't His Royal Highness have Auntie Mei'er? You can also raise your eyebrows and grow old together, can't you?"

Jun Qianxi looked at the person who appeared, with a smile on her face, but what she said clearly showed her displeasure.

"Little Xi'er, you're being naughty again, why are you poking her in pain again?" Duanmu Ming pinched her nose, raised her eyelids and looked at the human being not far away: "You look so itchy and want to find someone else?" Beat it?"

Duanmu Rui's body trembled, not long ago his cheeks were burning with pain from the two slaps, the pain was uncovered again, his lips moved a few times, and finally he only let out a cold snort and stood aside.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that he has unconsciously distanced himself from Duanmuming, which is completely a sign of fear.

Not long after, people trapped together appeared one after another.

When they saw the scene here, they were all amazed.

To form a space of its own, what level of people must be able to do this?

At this moment, their lost fighting spirit was ignited again. If such a powerful person was buried in this tomb, the danger they had suffered before was completely worth it.

After entering the tomb of the gods, they can be said to have experienced three life and death calamities, and their number has been reduced by more than half. Now only three or forty people are still alive.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the number of survivors of each force is actually the same.

Suddenly there was the sound of fierce fighting ahead.

The eyes of the people subconsciously moved over. The two spiritual pressures collided with each other. One spiritual pressure was at the peak of the ninth order, while the other spiritual pressure was obviously not as powerful as the previous one, but it seemed to be supported by some external object.