Ode to Longevity

"Master... Master, he saved me..." Pu Zheng's face gradually turned blue and purple, his eyes stared at the hook nose in front of him, and his strong hands clasped the wrist of the hook nose.

"Why, why do you do this..." The cold light in the black eyes flickered, Pu Zheng's heart began to be confused, the color in the pupil gradually became darker, and the black pupil gradually turned into a gray three-pattern pattern .

The temperature of his whole body suddenly became icy cold, and even the little hand became wet, pressing it on the wrist of the hook nose, his body trembled, like a twitch.

"Puzheng!" The thunderbolt in his hand was running secretly, breaking the light blocking his eyes, and looking at the person on the opposite side, Feng Qingge's face changed greatly.

"Kacha..." Without any hesitation, the hook nose pressed hard on Pu Zheng's neck and twisted violently. The sound of the broken neck echoed, and Pu Zheng's neck was twisted almost 90 degrees. He slumped and didn't respond for a long time.

Feng Qingge's heart trembled fiercely, and the pupils of those eyes shrank.

All the discomfort was thrown away in an instant. Her agile figure was like a flash of lightning. The Xuanji knife in her hand suddenly fell, and the light of the thunder and lightning brought a violent roar, hitting the hooked nose standing on the ground.

Pu Zheng, Pu Zheng, that kid is Master Xie's heart and soul, and the object that Master Xie desperately wants to protect. And now, with that twisted face, how should she face Master Xie, how should she tell her that Pu Zheng's neck was twisted by someone?

"Hmph, the light of a grain of rice, how can it compete with the sun and the moon for glory!" Hook-nosed snorted coldly, pinching Pu Zheng's neck with one hand, his left hand sank suddenly, and the yellow star power shot along the person in the air.

As for Xing Li, Eagle Hook Nose is very confident. After all, after the trial just now, he knew that Feng Qingge was a waste, his body was empty, and there was no star power at all. Even a salted fish will move a few times, let alone a person.

It's just that he was wrong. When the cold light appeared, the white sword light slashed on the yellow star power, and Feng Qingge spewed out a mouthful of blood first, but the yellow star power did not block her blade, that with thunder and lightning. The blade broke through the star power and fell down suddenly.

Even the eagle hooked nose was stunned, and he suddenly stepped back sideways, quickly dodging the knife light that fell down.

"Good guy, you are still hiding this hand, I see what skills you have!" Hook-nosed was furious and stepped forward suddenly, trying to squeeze Feng Qingge's neck.

It's just that he is faster, the other arm is faster, the thin fingers are pressed on his wrist, and the cold voice does not carry any emotion, and surrounds the ear. "Let go..."

Just two words, but it makes people feel as cold as the ice.

Pu Zheng, who was caught by Hook-nosed, had his small palm covering Hook-nosed's fist, a gleam flashed in his blue three-flowered eyes, and the silver-white light suddenly appeared in his eyes, He is like black iron, extremely cold, without any temperature.

"Pu Zheng, you..." Feng Qingge was shocked, seeing Pu Zheng's eyes, she felt a chill in her heart, not good, could it be that...

"Zi!" A small note came out of Pu Zheng's mouth. His body seemed to have no bones. His neck, which was twisted ninety degrees, turned sharply, facing the face of the hook nose, and he was not allowed to continue talking. He opened his mouth wide, two fangs exposed, and a blue-black venom spurted out.

"Beasts are courting death!" The eagle hook nose smelled this breath, and he had to let go of Pu Zheng. The whole person was like a spring, and he suddenly retreated toward the back. The blue-black venom fell on the marble floor, and the whole stone It was immediately corroded, and blue-black smoke came out.

At this moment, Pu Zheng is standing in a very strange posture. His hands are tightly clamped to his sides. He is standing like a snake, soft, and the pair of three-flowered cyan pupils are even more frightening.

His right hand, the blue-black light condensed in his hand, surrounded by purple-black lightning, the bloodthirsty breath surrounded his body, and the spear head slowly appeared under the lightning, constantly compressing changing.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the magic spear in your clan to actually be in your hands. That's fine. When I capture you and melt this spear, I will sacrifice with your blood!" Hook-nosed smiled coldly, not waiting for Pu The long spear in his forehand condensed, and his right foot slammed on the ground, rushing out a few meters.

"Brush!" The cyan pupils tightened, Pu Zheng's soft right leg swept sharply, and the powerful force brought a strong wind, "snap" on the body of the hook nose, and the hands around him slowed down. Moving slowly, the magic spear became more and more obvious.

"Boom!" A thunderous voice exploded in his ears, followed by a slap in the air, which fell into Pu Zheng's hands, and the magic spear was still condensed and immediately vanished, while Pu Zheng, who was acting like a snake , was hit by that force and flew out, volleyed a few times and fell to the ground.

"Puzheng!" Feng Qingge was even more anxious, and hurriedly supported the person on the ground.

"Cough cough..." The person with the blood engraved has returned to normal, no longer the snake's appearance, the black pupil looked at Feng Qingge, opened his mouth, but did not say a word.

The hook nose was also pulled out by the force, his eyes were like copper bells, and he said angrily: "Who, which bastard dares to harm me!"

"Humph!" The icy reprimand exploded in his ears, and the crowds on both sides were immediately separated. The person in the wheelchair, carrying Luran, slowly stepped into the middle. On the other side, the Blood Guard stood, looking at the hook nose coldly.

"Mu Cangyun..." Feng Qingge's entire body disintegrated at this moment, and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, gasping for breath. When Mu Cangyun arrives, he will not embarrass Pu Zheng anymore. No matter how much he ignored her, he wouldn't have attacked Pu Zheng.

"Princess Luoran!" The hooked nose that was beaten out immediately straightened up and cupped his hands: "Princess, you are here. The people of this country of Yun are too arrogant and arrogant, and dare to disrespect me!"

"Oh?" He raised his head arrogantly, glanced at Feng Qingge and Zheng Zixu, pinched his hair, and smiled disdainfully, "Master Lin, you are one of the top ten blacksmiths in the Four Great Nations. How did you get mixed up with these lowly people. What's the matter with your embarrassed appearance?"

"It's her!" Lin Chao quickly turned his head to stare at Feng Qingge, clasped his fists and said, "I never imagined that there would be such a troublemaker in Yun Guozhong. She ignored the blacksmith, and even insulted the old man. The injury on the old man's body, It's all hers!"

"Fart, you immortal old man is talking nonsense with your eyes open. Where are you injured? I vomited blood and didn't say anything!" Pu Zheng coughed and gasped, apparently forgetting the scene just now, struggling to support his body, ruthlessly Staring at Lin Chao fiercely, he said angrily, "I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen a shameless person like you. You've grown up like this, and you're talking nonsense with your eyes open!"