Demon princess is too hard to chase

As if to feel her gaze, the north wind slowly turned and looked in her direction.

Cold eyes lock her figure through the long wind. Separated from such a long distance, yunqianruo can't see clearly the emotion under his eyes. However, the focus and persistence of her eyes make her heart beat uncontrollably, faster than once.

He saw her

That look at each other, let her have a kind of not close to the real feeling, as if, everything came too suddenly, let her unprepared, unexpected, in the most unlikely time, he just appeared in front of her, no omen, but strong overbearing can not be ignored.

He really, appeared in front of her again! It's not the dreams that she can't tell, but the real ones!

Thousands of words linger in the bottom of my heart, opening thousands of emotions, so complicated that she can not distinguish, what is her mood at the moment?

accident? pleasantly surprised? Or shock?

It seems that there is a little

His eyes moved away from the deep pool, crossed the slightly ferocious ghost face, and fell on the tight thin lips

Yun qianruo only felt the sound of "buzz" in his head, which made countless ripples and tender pictures. Like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, he could not stop it!

Face, a moment red, like fire, cloud qianruo suddenly put out his hand to cover his eyes, turned around, the mood like the wind of wild grass, messy!

My God? I can't stand it! Her head is always a careless floating out of those pictures, it's almost dead!

Most of all, how should she face the beauty of the wind?!

If he knew that she had taken him as the object of spring dream, then he

Oh, my God! I can't see anyone!

Although she won't say it even if she is killed, even if Feng Mei doesn't know, she will still feel embarrassed and ashamed to see others. What should she do?

Cloud thousand if die to cover a face, entangle to soon internal injury.

Beimingfeng looks at her back, and her eyes are a little dim.

She must be angry with him. So, I don't want to see him.

But

A touch of firmness crossed his eyes, and the northern wind slowly raised his hand. A faint blue halo flew out of his palm, spread like a meteor, and formed a dazzling arc of light in the mid air. It was as vast as the deep sea in the air, and devoured those golden flashes from the sky like a black hole.

The crowd and the lightning were completely separated by this arc of light. Ren Tianlei rolled, startled Jiuzhou, and could not damage the crowd below!

One arc of light, two worlds.

Everyone looked up in the air, shocked, stunned, incredible.

"Those thunder were really intercepted! Is that the understatement? "

"My God! What a terrifying power it is

Not only can you stand calmly in the center of the thunder storm, but also you can easily dissolve the 108 flashes between your hands! Who on earth is he?

This is probably the question in everyone's mind. However, the mood is quite the opposite!

All the soldiers in Dongling were jubilant and grateful. When they were determined to die, a mysterious man came down from the sky and solved their crisis!

They are not afraid of death, but they are not willing to fail like this!

The mood of the soldiers in the West Vietnam can only be described as grief.

Originally, it only needed 108 thunder to fall down, then those Dongling bullies could be split into flying ashes, and their souls would be terrified! Even the famous cloud sky for decades will be doomed! At that time, as soon as Yuntian died, the Dongling army would suffer heavy losses, and the morale of the army would be in chaos! Under the leadership of the Regent and the elder of the Yu clan, they will regain their prestige and win the border cities at one stroke!

What an exciting road it is! However

How can such a person suddenly appear?! Or someone with such terrible strength! Is their bright future to be destroyed in this way?

"Who is he? How can Dongling have such a master? "

"No, he must not be human! It can't be human! "

"What? Not people? "

"Yes! It's God! He must be the God sent by heaven to save Dongling

As soon as this saying is spread, it will explode in the crowd like fire in the wind. Although they are also shocked, in the face of this situation, if it is not for the presence of God, who can do so? Turn the hand between the wind and cloud change color, heaven and earth turn?

Compared with people's panic, Xuanji has a calm face, deep eyes like a dry well, and tightly locks on the man in black like night in mid air, pondering, guessing and astonishing.

He naturally did not believe that he was a God. It's just, who is he? Can suppress his thunder skill easily! Even the northern Yan Heavenly Master and the Nanyue high priest can't do it!

In my heart, I was surprised, but I pinched out a few magic formulas from my fingertips. In mid air, the golden lightning falling from nine days became more and more intense, fiercely hitting the blue arc of light, as if I wanted to break through its obstacles and land on earth.

The 108 magicians devoted all their spiritual power to let the lightning soar in the air, one by one, one by one!

Everyone's eyes are looking at the man in the middle of the storm, subconsciously holding his breath, unable to say whether he is nervous or expecting?

They saw that he casually waved his sleeve, as if a black cloud was passing by, and then the orchids were flourishing in the sky, and they couldn't open their eyes. That is to say, at the moment when I closed my eyes, there were thunders in the sky, like a hurricane and tsunami. A powerful and frightening force came down from mid air, just like the collapse of the earth.

Some people's body a soft bend, some people directly kneel down, it seems unable to bear the pressure!

"Shua -- boom --"

Strange sound repeatedly, sound moving Jiuzhou, people hard to open their eyes, see the sky blue light curtain rolling golden lightning, just like the Milky way down the sky like pouring down, the speed, the momentum of the big, frightening to soft legs.

"Ah - no - run!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the West Vietnamese army, shocked, shocked and panicked!

Because, those who pour from the sky and lightning, it is falling on them!

One hundred and eight magicians, who were still casting spells, seemed to encounter some kind of fatal impact at the moment when the lightning was flying down. They flew out and spat blood in their mouths.

On the high stage, Xuanji's body trembled, the twinkling light of his fingertips disappeared, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Thunder is broken!

It's not just suppressed, it's smashed!

That's why he was attacked by spiritualism!

Who on earth is this man?

"Boom and boom"

With a loud noise, it was like the collapse of heaven and earth. Before they could escape from Shengtian, the soldiers in West Vietnam were hit by the rolling thunder, or died on the spot, or disappeared.

For a moment, the sound of the collapse of the city wall, the sound of the ground cracking, mixed with the sound of panic and shrill screams, interweaved into a soul stirring note, reverberated in the blue sky and the golden sky, making people tremble.

In the chaos, the Dongling soldiers were safe and sound, as if there was an invisible barrier to protect them, separated them from the lightning that raged on the world, and watched the enemy's tragedy coldly.

Xuanji's eyes flashed and his pupils tightened violently. Now he was attacked by Lingshu and suffered internal injury. The identity of the man was unknown and his strength was appalling. He had better avoid the edge first and then worry about it!

His mind settled, he suddenly turned around, but was shocked to find that the figure had stood behind him, blocking his retreat.

Deep as mystery, at the moment also can't help but heart a Lin, rolling up waves.

With his skill, he didn't feel when the man was near him!

So silent, even more weird than ghosts!

"Who are you?"

Suddenly step back, Xuanji squints at him, his eyes are full of alert.

If he attacks suddenly, it's a bit tricky!

Beimingfeng looks at him coldly. His eyes are as cold as ice. He doesn't have a trace of temperature. He seems to disdain to answer his questions.

"What's your relationship with Dongling? Or, what does it have to do with Yuntian? Why do you help so much? "

Xuanji's eyes are fixed on beimingfeng, and his every move, a trace of emotional change, and his hand hidden in the wide sleeve, is quietly changing gesture.

Beimingfeng looked at him indifferently, thin lips moved, and his voice was as cold as his eyes.

"It's none of your business."

Words fall, he suddenly raised his hand, a blue streamer fly away, such as lightning, like meteors, mystery look suddenly changed, quickly pinch out a formula, in his body appeared a golden light curtain, fast to the beam of blue streamer.

"Bang --"

At the moment when the two streamers collided, Xuanji's figure suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared in the original place.

It turned out that he just made a move to get rid of the Golden Cicada!

Beimingfeng pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, cold radian, with a trace of contempt, the figure flashed, just want to chase, but listen to a familiar voice from behind, full of anxiety and worry.

"How are you, daddy? Are you hurt? "

The voice, coming with the wind, sounds like a clear spring, but like a body fixed curse, falls on the body of Beiming wind, making him stiff and unable to step forward.

Little by little, he turned around and looked a few steps away. His eyes tightly locked on the figure. He focused on it for a moment, as if he was afraid that the figure would disappear with the blink of his eyes.

Maybe it's because the existence of the eyes is so strong that it's hard to ignore them. Yun qianruo slowly raises her head and looks at him. At the moment when she looks into his eyes, she turns her face away quickly.

I feel my heart beating like a drum.

Before just looking at each other from a distance, she felt guilty. At the moment, such a close look at the eyes, more people have no escape!

Damn it! Why are the eyes of wind beauty so attractive! Enchanting!

It's just like the abyss and the cold pool for thousands of years. When people look at him, they will be absorbed and lost by those eyes!

Especially now, when she saw him, she would feel uncomfortable

What if, what if, Fengmei has the same dream with her?

Although I know it's unlikely, what if it's such a coincidence?

What face does she have to face up to Jiang Dongfu?

Just when Yun qianruo was hurt in spring and autumn, and almost depressed to internal injury, he heard his father's voice coming from a few steps away, sonorous, forceful, frank and sincere, "thank you for your help! Please be worshipped by the clouds

Yun qianruo immediately wakes up from his confused thoughts. As soon as he turns his head, he can see that his father has come to beimingfeng. At the moment, he is looking at him sincerely and will bow down with his hands clasping.

Cloud thousand if eyebrow heartbeat jump, this picture is not quite right?

Just as he was about to say something, a cold, dry voice rang out, "can't do it!"

The voice is a little stiff. I can only feel the overbearing in my ears, but if I listen carefully, I can hear some urgency and tension.

Cloud thousand if the corners of the mouth light smoke, with hand support forehead, can't bear to look directly at.

She seemed to be able to see the nervous and nervous face of the idiot, but she pretended to be calm and cold

When Yuntian heard that abrupt sentence, he could not help but be a little stunned. His eyes were filled with consternation and confusion, but he did not bow down again, but he did not return his hand. He was ready to ask again!

"Why not

No matter who this man is, it is an indisputable fact that he saved the lives of the soldiers of the three services! It's natural to be worshipped by him!

When he was surprised, a few words came from the wind, still cold and stiff.

"You are the elder."

Smell speech, cloud sky is a Leng again, can't help but look at him a few more eyes, this young man should want to say, he is the elder, and he is the younger generation, so, just don't let yourself thank him!

Yeah! not bad It's a good child who respects the old and is polite!

On this thought, Yuntian laughed again, "although I am older than you, you have saved the lives of the whole army and Yuntian. How can you say that you should be worshipped by me?"

With that, Yuntian wanted to bow down again, but he bowed down to 90 degrees faster than he did!

Yuntian was really surprised by this sudden action, and forgot the action for a moment.

A few steps away, cloud thousand if foot a stagger, almost a head plunge to the ground.