Evil Phoenix

Chapter 643 Excited, Mo Junhan is dead
"I'm not dead yet, do you need to stimulate me like this?" A weak but evil voice sounded, which made the two people who were immersed in warmth startled for a moment.

Turning his head to look at Feng Nanjin who was lying on the bed, and seeing his rejuvenated face and the blinking of his long and narrow peach eyes, Bai Luoge's worrying mood just now was completely relieved.

"If you can't die, then tell me who made you like this? This ghostly look scares even a ghost. How dare you let Wuyan wait for me to come back? You think you are Nine Lives Is it a cat?"

Bai Luoge took his words naturally, without any discomfort.

But Feng Nanjin, who was lying on the bed, saw Bai Luoge coming out of Ling Liche's arms, Zitong, who had silver hair and was originally joking, immediately fell silent.

The extremely gloomy voice spoke for a while before uttering a sentence: "It's because you saved me that you became like this, isn't it?"

There was no specific target, but Bai Luoge understood it.

"You survived, these are not important, don't avoid my question, who beat you like this? The dignified Master of the Medicine Valley, you can't win or run, what a shame!"

Bai Luoge sarcastically mercilessly said.

He glanced at Feng Nanjin up and down, and it was clearly written on his face, don't tell others that I know you when you go out, you'll be out of class!

The deliberately exaggerated expression made Feng Nanjin unable to hold in an instant, "Who told you that I can't win or run? This young master was seriously injured and almost died, but Mo Junhan died on the spot. Tell me, who Better?"

When Feng Nanjin thought that Mo Junhan had been planted on her hands, her expression turned pale.

They all tried their best in that last move, but he was a little faster with his firmer determination, taking his life first.

Although his fate was not much better, but what he promised Bai Luoge was finally fulfilled.

"Mo Junhan died?" Obviously, Ling Liche was more surprised than Bai Luoge.

He knew what Mo Junhan was capable of, and he could still vividly remember the previous confrontation, but he didn't want to fall into Feng Nanjin's hands before he even made a move.

When the words fell, I realized that I had made a fuss.

The three of them have the same reputation, if it is not because he belongs to the descendant of the demon clan, and somehow has more magic power of the Holy Son, he is probably on the same level as the two of them.

When such evenly matched opponents fight, either you die or I die.

Hearing Feng Nanjin's words, Bai Luoge's eyes turned red for no reason. For her sake, Feng Nanjin really didn't even care about his own life.

She just said it casually, giving him a chance to help take Mo Junhan's life by the way, and he really didn't even care about his life just to promise her.

If Bai Luoge knew that this would be the result, she would never have said that.

What if she doesn't come back in time, what if she doesn't refine the Holy Spirit Fire smoothly...

Feng Nanjin, you idiot!

Ling Liche noticed the change in Bai Luoge's heart immediately, and his heart suddenly jumped.

Gently stepped forward, held her hand, and told her with the warm touch of his palm that everything was not at its worst, they came back in time, and Feng Nanjin was safe and sound now.

Although Bai Luoge's beauty has changed overnight because of this, as long as he is still by his side, everything will still be happy.

The most critical thing now is the curse of the gods and demons that is about to start.

"What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)