Love in Xuancheng

"You want to die!"

The voice of the nine winged vulture was as gloomy and terrible as it came from hell.

Shen Xingyue couldn't help retreating a few steps when she heard it. Her heart jumped to her throat. She felt that her internal organs were trembling unconsciously.

The body seemed to be controlled by a terrible force and could not move. The brain was blank. Staring at the eyes of the nine winged vulture, I felt that the soul would be involved in the flame vortex in the next second. Every inch of the skin of the body burned like fire and spread upward from the soles of the feet. There was a feeling of being skinned alive, the pain of skin and flesh separation, Every minute destroys Shen Xingyue's will.

Just as Shen Xingyue was about to fail to hold on and stood on the edge of the dark cliff, a strong hand grabbed her.

"The wind is not evil ―――"

Although I haven't seen anyone, the feeling and taste must be that he can't be wrong! Shen Xingyue seems to have grasped a straw to save her life, so she tries her best to hold on to the wind.

"Not afraid, there is a king!"

Feng moye took her in his arms with one hand and waved her hand at the nine winged vulture with the other hand. The nine winged vulture collapsed softly, gradually shrunk, and finally shrunk to the size of a normal vulture.

The arrival of Feng moye gave Shen Xingyue enough confidence, so she soon calmed down. With lingering fear, he murmured in a low voice: "that stupid bird's eyes are terrible, like a flame vortex with strong suction, which can pull people's soul out of the body. Fortunately, you came and thought I Shen Xingyue would be stripped alive by a bird today."

"Vortex --"

Feng moye's face sank, his fierce eyes fell on the fainting nine winged vulture, and said in a deep voice, "find out!"

Then he picked up Shen Xingyue and left.

Duan Hui carried the fainting nine winged vulture and frowned deeper and deeper.

How can this nine winged vulture have the smell of Youji?

This is obviously an ordinary monster whose cultivation has just reached the Ninth level. How can it have the smell of Youji? Has your highness been found? Or did you say the mole?

Duan Hui hesitated and made a gesture in the air. A dark guard in black appeared beside him out of thin air.

"Where does it come from and what happens in the pulse withered mountain? Everything is fine. Find out at the fastest speed." Duan moisture said solemnly.

The dark guard in black took command with a fist and soon disappeared in place.

Duan Hui carried the nine winged vulture, exercised his spiritual power, and explored its body inch by inch.

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Maikushan bamboo house

"The wind is not evil ―――"

Shen Xingyue suddenly threw herself into Feng moye's arms and cried so much that she was out of breath that she couldn't even say a whole word.

"Yue'er, what's the matter? What's wrong?"

Feng moye panicked and thought she was hurt or uncomfortable.

Judging from the smell just now, if it is true as he guessed, he is afraid that her soul will be damaged, so he will worry and panic.

Shen Xingyue just shook her head and cried in the dark.

A column of incense passed and cried.

Another column of incense burned out and was still crying, but it seemed weaker.

Another column of incense passed and finally subsided.

"Moon?" Feng moye tried and shouted softly.

"Feng moye, you liar! You said it didn't hurt, but just now, it really hurt --" Shen Xingyue said, and the tears poured out again like no money.

"Where does it hurt? Where on earth do you hurt?"