Heavenly Address Book

Chen Feng was still thinking about the middle-aged immortal cultivator's mouth just now, but then, he simply did not have time to react, so he was blown out.

"Pooh

Chen Feng's chest immediately is sunken, heart burst half, shortness of breath, facial expression is pale instantly.

"Chen Xian!"

Bi Yuan and their faces suddenly changed with relief.

They thought that the battle would be over, but who would have thought that Chen Feng had been attacked secretly!

As soon as the middle-aged cultivator turned his hand, a miraculous elixir was the entrance. His energy began to recover and his face became ruddy.

It's like a tiger that has been beaten with chicken blood. It has recovered a lot of vitality.

Chen Feng covered his chest, pale, just now his carelessness was caught by the other side, and was seriously injured.

But Chen Feng's eyes are still a little confused, he also think about what he just heard.

Step by step, the middle-aged man walked towards Chen Feng, his eyes were full of murder.

"Boy, I didn't want to kill you, but her life experience is not allowed to be known by anyone. Only by killing you, she will never have a chance to think of you and focus on cultivation."

After that, the middle-aged people's palms whirled, and a blue energy began to gather.

"Not good!" Ping Xiumu's face changed greatly.

It's really the immortal who can still have such cultivation power in such a short time!

But in this way, Chen Feng will face the situation of being killed!

Chen Feng's breath was very weak. His hand was too heavy just now. Seeing that the middle-aged cultivator's hand had been lifted up, a feeling of death came over him.

"Uncle, let him go."

At this time, a cool and calm voice sounded.

The woman did not know when, had fallen down, immediately toward Chen Feng came.

Looking at the familiar graceful posture and the face that she never forgot, Chen Feng murmured to herself: "Xiaoxuan..."

The middle-aged immortal cultivator frowned and said, "this son is bad for us. Only by killing him can we get the spirit. What's more, keeping him may pose a threat to us in the future. "

Naturally, this is another way of saying, because only Chen Feng himself could hear what the middle-aged cultivator and Chen Feng had just said.

"Master said that heaven has the virtue of good life. To release life is to let oneself accumulate merits and virtues. If you want to understand the great way, you should make a little money. Moreover, he also keeps his hands on the martial uncle."

The woman's voice is very beautiful, but every word, as if she were a beautiful woman in the past, is still in my ears.

"Xiaoxuan, do you still know me? I'm Chen Feng..." Chen Feng looked at the woman and asked softly.

Suddenly, the woman's eyes deep, there is a strange light flash away, but in a moment is disappeared.

She said calmly, "I don't know who Xiaoxuan is in your mouth. You've got the wrong person. Uncle, let's go."

"What about the spirit?"

"Just now I had a glance at my mind. The soul is not pure and not suitable for me. Let's go back and look for it."

After all, the woman turned into a ray of light and flew into the air and disappeared.

All the people in the distance were amazed. This is the fairy!

The middle-aged cultivator put his hand down and looked at Chen Feng on the ground and said in a deep voice: "boy, I'll leave you a life today. I hope you can forget what happened before. You are just a mole ant in her eyes."

The middle-aged immortal cultivator also turned into a light and left.

And Chen Feng, some hazy color in his eyes, looking at the shadow away from the distance, his eyes began to turn into a kind of perseverance, his fist can not help but clench up.

"Even to the ends of the earth, I will find you again!"

……

In the air.

The woman was silent all the time, and the middle-aged immortal monk beside her did not speak.

Finally, the woman asked, "uncle, why do I feel something else when I hear the name Xiaoxuan? Do I really know him? "

"Don't think so much, elder martial brother said," preparation before closing down will make your mind confused. The road is boundless. Only when one's mood is unified and one's thoughts are eliminated, can he inherit his mantle. "

The woman nodded, and then no longer asked, but do not know why, the figure, as if it had appeared in her dream.

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