phoenix maiden

Chapter 861

Feng Qiwu held the hilt of the sword in his hand, trembling violently, his figure blurred a little bit, and finally turned into a crystal-colored skull...

Moreover, the skeleton floated lightly, looking down at Feng Jiushang...

Laugh, the moment the skeleton disappears, it is laughing!

"You... bastard, what the hell are you trying to do? If you dare to bully my precious daughter, my ancestor will never sit idly by!"

Mu Lao looked at the blue phantom on Feng Jiushang's wrist, and said nothing nicely.

Now, if his physical strength allows, he really wants to go out and fight Yaoqiao, beat her up so hard that he must cry...

"Mu Lao, boy Yaoqiao wants to be cautious in his words and deeds, how can he be willing to bully her, it's Di Huayang..."

Before saying a word, the phantom disappeared, and the cold and charming voice disappeared.

Feng Jiushang slowly opened his eyes, his head was foggy, and the visions like a dream were vividly in his mind...

here we go again……

Everyone in the world says that you think about it every day and dream at night, but Miss Feng, I only have family affection for my second brother, and I don't have that kind of affection at all?
Rubbing the center of his brows, Feng Jiushang stared and saw that Mieshen Zhan on Mu Lao's arm was gone, and couldn't help being surprised, "Father, where is Mieshen Zhan?"

"Well, that... Yaoqiao helped out by throwing Mie Shen Zhan that had escaped into the Xuanding."

Mu Lao's voice was clear and unwavering, but he knew in his heart that someone had blessed the soul spirit into the soul imprint, and conservatively estimated that at least a hundred years of cultivation would have been lost...

Feng Jiushang felt a heat in her heart, oh, it turns out that Yaoqiao is quietly protecting me, and it feels good to be cared about by him!

The crystal-colored skull, the devil's curse, the sculpture in the Rat King's Tomb, and the maverick of the ghost palace all floated up in Feng Jiushang's sea of ​​consciousness... It seems that there is someone among them. The operation behind the scenes is normal, what is the purpose...

Thinking this way, Feng Jiushang expressed his doubts, and Mu Laojun's face immediately sank, "Jiushang, these situations must be caused by the demons... But, don't pay attention to these right now, get over it quickly. Mortal robbery is the most important thing."

"Father, Yaoqiao took me to a Tianji auction. The news about your tomb came from the auction. The Tianji sage also said that within two years, I will be robbed by mortals. By then There will be a corresponding tribulation formation, but I don’t want to be with anyone—shuangxiu!”

Feng Jiushang has made up his mind and doesn't want to change it.

Mu Lao was not too worried about Feng Jiushang's previous words. No one had the ability to obtain detailed details of his Tianling Mausoleum, but Feng Jiushang's subsequent words shocked him greatly.

"Jiu Shang, generally speaking, cultivators from low-level continents can only reach the mortal calamity after a hundred years of practice. Your calamity is so much ahead of time... the calamity will definitely be very heavy."

Mu Lao didn't hide anything, and directly expressed the worries in his heart.

"Father, I have stumbled all the way to today. God has treated me very well. It doesn't matter if it is very painful or severe. As long as I can be reborn and become a butterfly, I should bear the pain. Bear the weight."

Feng Jiushang has been used to it since she was a child, and she is used to handling everything alone, no matter how big the trouble is, she wants to handle it alone.

Just like the bad luck at the age of 12, the genius became useless overnight, and she couldn't bear it any longer, so she went to the small woods in the back mountain alone to die...

"My child, the corresponding tribulation formation has not yet appeared. You have to believe in your own strength and good luck. Your current achievements are enough to outshine other warriors of the same age."

(End of this chapter)