Cloud painting

Chapter 52 Shura is present (12)

"Don't try to challenge this gentleman's limit, this gentleman's patience... is limited, stay obediently and be my 'food', this gentleman will treat you kindly."

"Food?" Feng Yunhua sneered, looked at Xi Lintang with fearless eyes, and said repeatedly, "Listen, this lady is not food, no, no, yes, things."

"A very proud woman." Xi Lintang looked at her with a smile in his eyes, but that smile was like the moon in the water in the mirror, beautiful but not real.

"Sister is so proud, do you care?" Feng Yunhua raised her slender chin, and looked at Xi Lintang with a pair of phoenix eyes proudly and unyieldingly. Time to make someone else's food?It can be tolerated, sister can't bear it, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you are a sick cat as an old lady!

Xilintang's eyes suddenly became deep, and her exquisite red lips opened and closed: "Unfortunately, you are not qualified to be proud in front of this gentleman, you are too weak."

These words successfully stimulated Feng Yunhua's small universe. She suddenly opened her phoenix eyes and looked at Xi Lintang coldly: "Really? I am not qualified. Indeed, my sister is not qualified now, but one day, Sister will be proud of the world for nine days!"

Not knowing where the strength came from, she let go of Xi Lintang's hands holding her, took a step forward, and continued: "One day, my sister will let you know what a real genius is, trash So what, the trash can't cultivate?" The pair of phoenix eyes turned black and red.

Seeing that Xi Lintang couldn't help taking a step back, Feng Yunhua took another step forward, forming a subtle relationship between the two.

"No wonder, it turns out that people of the blood clan seem to be of the purest bloodline, so it's a pity that they can't absorb spiritual power, alas." Xi Lintang shook his head regretfully.

You must know that the spiritual power of the blood clan has an ancient contract. If it is forcibly sucked, it will only eat back at itself. He will not do such a stupid thing.

"You evil spirit! You still want to suck your sister's spiritual power!" Feng Yunhua looked at him fiercely, but she didn't know it, she seemed to have called herself sister several times.

"Dead monster?" Xi Lintang was a little dumbfounded. If this woman's spiritual power cannot be absorbed, it would be good to make friends with her. Of course, it would be great if he could get such a powerful woman.

"Since you can't absorb my sister's mental power, then let me go, OK?" She glanced at him sideways, and then walked forward.

"Wait." Xi Lintang grabbed her arm, "Ouke? What do you mean?"

Feng Yunhua turned her head amusedly: "Do I need to tell you?" After speaking, she left without looking back.

Sure enough, countless facts have proved that it is best to leave a good first impression in front of women. It is a pity that Xi Lintang's painting in Fengyun seems to be indifferent, but he cares about pennies and pennies. In front of the little woman who reported him, he left a very bad impression, a very bad impression!It also foreshadowed his tragic reminder on the road of love in the future. He couldn't compete with Beilin Xuanye, a man who was sloppy, coquettish, and rascal.

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After leaving the cave, it was almost dawn.

"Really! Don't let people sleep even if they have a good night's sleep." Feng Yunhua muttered dissatisfiedly, her whole body was full of soreness, especially her right hand, which might fester.

"Master, are you okay?" The three in the space hurriedly greeted.

"it's okay no problem?No wonder!
Suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura came from ahead, Feng Yunhua squinted his eyes, and it turned out that it was the demon king he met when he went to Jiuyueling that night!

As the danger approached, Feng Yunhua looked ahead vigilantly.

It was still the gorgeous blood-red sedan chair that night, as gorgeous as blood, floating from the sky.

Under the red veil, the lower half of the face that turned all sentient beings upside down is faintly visible. This time, it seems to be wearing a delicate red mask, but it is even more mysterious.

The red sedan chair suddenly stopped in front of Feng Yunhua. Under the red veil, a white and slender hand stretched out, which seemed to hold the power of life and death.

"The deity will take you away."

"Xuanzun, number one in the world, would actually help a mere little girl?" Feng Yunhua looked at him vigilantly, curling up the corners of her beautiful lips, her eyes piercing through the red veil, as if she wanted to poke a hole out of the man inside. Hole.

"Why not?" His voice was still cool and refreshing, so that it could be heard to the bone.

Feng Yunhua's eyes suddenly turned to those white hands. Why, there was a familiar feeling?

"The thing that Lan Jin stole from the deity is the Biluo bracelet, it's in your hands now."

"So what? Could it be that you still want to take it back?"

(End of this chapter)