Chapter 140 Nangong!Nangong!
What are the Spring and Autumn Dreams?

Feng Zhuo hadn't finished complaining, when the blue sky suddenly surged with wind and clouds.

An incomparably powerful force came from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the sky above everyone's heads.

"Little Zhuo Zhuo..." A figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Feng Zhuo.

Without even thinking about it, Feng Zhuo gave Huo Feng the order to attack.

The fire phoenix immediately spewed out flames...

In the end, he was grabbed and wiped out by the opponent!
At this time, Huofeng had just become Fengzhuo's natal beast, and her own strength was still gradually being sealed. Even the strong Ziling didn't dare to confront her head-on.

But the opponent, with just such a grasp, extinguished the flame.

"Chirp~"

The fire phoenix felt that its majesty as a beast had been provoked, and let out an angry cry.

"Snapped"

The piercing cry was interrupted.

Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that there was no Huofeng figure in front of Feng Zhuo, only a few feathers floating down in mid-air.

Feng Zhuo raised his head, his eyes lit up instantly.

In the shallow sunlight that falls through the clouds and mist, the beautiful and soft lips are as thin as cherry blossoms, the skin is as delicate as porcelain, the eyes are as deep as the vast happiness, the thick eyebrows, and the high nose bridge interpret the 360-degree beauty without dead ends.

"Nangong Yan!" Feng Zhuo shouted, his face was as cold as ice, as if soaked in spring water, and his raised eyebrows and eyes all showed her joy.

I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know how eager she is calling.

This man who left her with the worst impression, weaved a love net and wrapped her tightly. By the time she realized it, he had penetrated into her life and even her life.

However, this feeling is not annoying!
"Little Zhuozhuo, why don't you let your spiritual consciousness transmit the sound?" Nangong Yan pursed her lips, her face full of grievances.

The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the unconcealable joy in the bottom of the eyes.

He could clearly feel the kindness released by Feng Zhuo.

His overtures were not rejected.

What a joy!
Feng Zhuo was stunned: "You were talking just now? I thought it was who! But why is the voice different?"

Nangong Yan's eyes flickered without a trace, and said: "The sound transmission of spiritual consciousness will also be discovered. In order not to let others find out, I hid my breath!"

"So it's like this!" Feng Zhuo was stunned, and said teasingly: "It seems that you have a lot of enemies, and all of them are awesome!"

"There are many enemies, but there is only one I care about!" Nangong Yan looked directly at Feng Zhuo, the look in his eyes made people's heart beat faster, "She is not very powerful!"

Feng Zhuo's face was slightly hot, and he despised himself for a while in his heart.

People were talking about enemies, but not confessing their love, so why did they get electrocuted?
However, Nangong Yan's words are so strange...

"Hurry up and temper the beast spirit while the power of Huofeng's original fire is still there!" Nangong Yan's hand fell on her shoulder, "If you don't temper it, the power of the original fire will weaken, and the beast spirit will not be able to temper the pure !"

Feng Zhuo's thoughts were interrupted, before Nangong Yan could urge him any more, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

She quickly entered into a state of concentration, and just missed Nangong Yan's sigh of relief.

When Feng Zhuo re-entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he found that the cluster of flames that entered his mind before was much dimmer than before.

This is the original fire of Huofeng!

Feng Zhuo didn't delay any longer, she couldn't control the cluster of flames, she could only release the beast spirit from the spring and fall into the jumping flames.

(End of this chapter)

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