Chapter 389

However, he still didn't want to die.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiaojiu was terrified.

In addition to how Dugu Haoyu said, in her eyes, he is just a child, how can he have such great strength! ?

God!What should she do now! ?

Who can save her! ?

Feng Xiaojiu was anxious and fearful in her heart, suddenly, a long figure appeared in her mind...

That indifferent face and the swift hand reaching out, however, can give her a very safe feeling...

Dugu Ming...

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu's heart tightened.

All right, why did you think of that man! ?
Could it be that she is scared and confused now! ?
Even if you want to, you still want Situ Junyan, don't you! ?
Just when Feng Xiaojiu was wondering and scared, suddenly, a black spot appeared in her line of sight.

I saw this black spot, from far to near, gradually getting bigger in her sight.

Later, that black dot turned into a very, very familiar figure...

The black horse with black hair and black clothes made the man look mysterious and majestic.

The slightly frowned sword eyebrows revealed endless worries.

And those thin lips tightly pressed into a straight line, revealing the displeasure of its owner...

And this man is none other than Dugu Ming!

day!
Is it a hallucination that she is too afraid of appearing! ?

Why did she just think of him when he appeared in front of her! ?

Feng Xiaojiu was surprised and shocked.

However, before she could think about it, suddenly, the horse jumped violently, and Feng Xiaojiu could no longer hold the horse's neck with both hands.

As soon as she let go of her hands, Feng Xiaojiu threw her whole body into the air.

In the end, it fell down quickly like a kite with a broken string...

The strong sense of falling continued to spread in her heart, which made Feng Xiaojiu's heart barely reach her throat.

Beautiful eyes widened, looking at the sky above her head.

The blue sky and white clouds, the birds fly freely in the blue sky...

I'm afraid she will never see such a beautiful scenery again in the future! ?

Feng Xiaojiu thought sadly in her heart, and finally, when she fell, she slowly closed her eyes, intending to wait for the arrival of death.

However, Feng Xiaojiu closed her eyes for a long time, but the expected pain did not come, but she felt a sharp whirlwind.

What the tip of the nose smelled was not the smell of fresh blood, but a very familiar faint ambergris.

What's more, the scorching breath continuously sprayed on her body, her face was so hot...

Feeling this, Feng Xiaojiu was puzzled, and then, she couldn't help but slowly opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is a handsome, handsome face that both people and gods are angry with.

Sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, straight nose and thin lips, all of these are so familiar.

that's nice!

she is still alive...

Looking at this familiar face, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because she knew that with the appearance of Dugu Ming, her life was saved...

Regarding her trust in this man, Feng Xiaojiu didn't even notice it.

While she was rejoicing that she was still alive, suddenly, a roar with strong anger came from the top of her head. Suddenly, Feng Xiaojiu's ears were ringing from the roar, and her whole body Completely dumbfounded--

"Damn you! Do you think your life is too long!? Do you know that you almost died!"

Dugu Mingjian frowned, without even thinking about it, he roared vigorously at the little man in his arms.

(End of this chapter)

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