Fenghua Peerless: The Demon Concubine is proud of the sky

Chapter 206
Therefore, he acted according to his plan for the time being, put the long line and hang the big fish.

The four envoys of the Demon Realm looked at each other when they heard the words, and their faces immediately became alert.

At noon, even though the sun was shining, I couldn't feel any warmth.

The cold wind whizzed by.

The four envoys of the Demon Realm had been standing in the courtyard, but this time they were different from the past, their entire faces turned serious.

Sight, looking around from time to time.

Even if a bird or insect moves, it will never escape their eyes.

And Mo Yulan was sitting indoors as if in the morning, still holding a blue teacup in her hand, drinking a sip of tea from time to time.

The demeanor is very cold, the eyes are deep, as if waiting for someone.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the golden light of the sun had already covered the Meditation Garden.

However, there was still no trace of warmth in the Jingxin Garden.

When the north wind blows, it is cold to the bone.

Another gust of north wind blew up, and Mo Yulan, who was sitting inside drinking tea, had just brought the cup to her mouth.

A sharp light suddenly shot out from his eyes, and then, the corners of his mouth slowly raised a bloodthirsty arc.

Finally, drink a cup of tea in one gulp.

Mo Yulan raised the empty cup and looked at it, then, suddenly, threw it towards the window.

All this was very sudden, but at the moment when he threw the teacup, a figure actually flashed there.

The murderous aura soaring into the sky immediately permeated.

A sharp sword suddenly flew towards Mo Yulan with a murderous look out of thin air.

Mo Yulan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and the sharp sword fell to the ground with a clang.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what happened..." Mo Yu suddenly broke into the door and rushed in anxiously.

They guarded outside and did not find anything unusual, but the sound of fighting came from the monarch.

It can only be said that that person is too strong.

It escaped their eyes and got in.

Seeing this, Mo Yulan's expression sank: "You guys, deal with the outside."

After saying that, he grabbed at the void on the left, and the wooden door of the Meditation Garden collapsed under his powerful grasp.

A flash of understanding flashed in the eyes of the four envoys of the Demon Realm, and without further words, their figures quickly disappeared into the room.

And these four people had just left, at the door of the room that Mo Yulan was grabbing just now, that is, in the ruins at this time, a young man in a black gown suddenly stood there coldly, with a strong murderous look in his eyes. churn.

Mo Yulan sneered: "I've heard that Feng Xiaoyao, the master of Xiaoyao Mountain Villa, is young and promising. If he is promising, is it true?"

When Feng Xiaoyao heard the words, he smiled instead of anger, hooked his finger, and the sharp sword that was flicked off by Mo Yulan's sleeve returned to his hand again.

The tip of the sword pointed coldly at Mo Yulan, Feng Xiaoyao said: "Today, I am here to take your life."

Mo Yulan raised her eyebrows and sneered, "It's up to you?"

Those three cold words were full of absolute contempt.

Feng Xiaoyao didn't speak anymore, his whole body was full of murderous aura, he held the sharp sword tightly in his hand, twisted his body, and rushed towards Mo Yulan like lightning.

Mo Yulan slapped the table with her hand, and her body rose flat.

"Boom." As soon as it flew up, the rosewood table was shattered into sawdust.

Immediately afterwards, that tornado-like figure rushed towards Mo Yulan who was moving aside.

Mo Yulan's face remained unchanged, surrounded by a ball of white spiritual power in his hands, and at the very moment, he coldly waved towards the tornado-like Feng Xiaoyao.

(End of this chapter)