kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1493

Somewhere in the void, the sky is dim, but there is a large stretch of gorgeous pavilions and mansions floating in the air, and an extremely huge semicircular light curtain covers this splendid building from top to bottom.

On top of the ten-storey tower, the light of a dark water mirror dimmed.

The young man's hair was like a waterfall, and he looked away from the water mirror.

He sneered, and his fingertips brushed against the water mirror, which melted into ice and shattered into pieces.

"Useless things, it's a waste of me giving him so many family resources." He licked his dry lips, and a bloodthirsty smile flashed across his eyes, "Di Kongxuan, you are an interesting person."

The old man behind him bowed down and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Patriarch, that person named Di Kongxuan should have come here as a god 200 years ago, but he has been relying on the power of the Jialan tribe to seal his aura.

Now that he broke the seal and his breath leaked out, he will definitely come soon. "

"Interesting, hehe..." The young man turned around, revealing a pair of eyes with different-colored pupils, and his face was three points similar to that of the leader of the Black Alliance.

He sneered and said, "Then I'll be here, waiting for his arrival. And that little bastard..."

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

In a vast forest of the Yuandong Empire, the setting sun in the west is dyeing the entire forest with a layered halo.

The far ones are orange red, the near ones are light yellow, layer after layer of smudges superimposed, extremely gorgeous.

In the forest at dusk, a far-reaching conversation resounded.

"The Black Moon Clan will not let you go."

"so what?"

"I won't let her go."

"so what?"

"Have you always been this defiant?"

"I just see clearly."

The boy was sitting on a branch beside him, with a black cloak covering his chest, his legs hanging down, and his trouser legs were empty like ghosts.

He closed his eyes like he was dreaming, and said to the people under the tree: "Actually, I am over 700 years old."

Di Kongxuan took out the Yeyue Lingquan from his bosom, which he got from the elder in charge, and it has the absolute ability to suppress the spirit fire.

He adjusted Duanmuyi's posture and replied casually: "I know."

"you know?"

"Or, I guessed it."

"Oh? No one can guess." The boy said half mockingly.

Di Kongxuan raised his thin lips slightly, his eyes were calm and indifferent: "Not only did I guess this, but I also guessed that you are not alone."

The boy was not surprised, he just sneered and said, "I don't think this is a curse word."

"Of course. Are you a spirit beast? Or what?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can save her."

"Then I'll trouble you." Di Kongxuan put Yeyue Lingquan into Duanmuyi's mouth, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Red aura emanates from the whole body, covering the surroundings, like a brand new space.

The boy sat up and lowered his eyebrows.

The last rays of the setting sun dissipated in the vast forest. Two Taoist priests in yellow robes shuttled between the trees. The wind was blowing under their feet, and a yellow leaf fell from the tree.

The two finally landed on this open space. A long-bearded Taoist on the left looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice, "It's strange, I clearly sensed Heixie's spiritual power fluctuations, why didn't I?"

"Someone must have stayed here before." The white-haired and childlike Taoist on the right squatted down and picked up a piece of broken grass with a thin layer of ice on the tip.

(End of this chapter)