White-Robed Chief

He stared at Jingxian with a blink of an eye, his mouth slightly tilted to reveal a strange smile, his face muscles began to twist, showing a bit of weirdness and greed, his eyes were getting hotter, and his hands were about to touch Jixian.

Gently glanced at him quietly.

This look was like snow and ice covering his head.

Li Feiyu was immediately sober, but then became more and more greedy and eager.

His eyes were burning and he licked his lips, and his mouth was dry. He groaned and spit in his mouth, wishing to put his leisure in his arms and torture him into his body completely.

Quietly narrowing his eyes, he glanced at him again, and said lightly, "You don't want to avenge Song Girl?"

"Revenge?" Li Feiyu froze.

He stared at Jingxian with hot eyes and shook his head: "Easy to talk about, none of us can deal with him, and I can't do it alone!"

"So it is." Quiet leisurely jaws: "I thought you were a manly man with a strong heart, but so cowardly, it is the poor man who misunderstood you, Amitabha!"

She talked, and gently mixed.

Li Feiyu was surprised: "Can you move?"

Quietly smiled: "Maybe it's because he has already left, the **** is not there, and the power naturally dissipates, but unfortunately both of these treasures are in the hands of Master Dingru."

As soon as she said this, Li Feiyu's eyes turned red again.

Bloodshot quickly filled his eyes, and in the sound of "squeaking" his teeth, he resentfully said, "If you are a monk, do n’t kill anyone!"

Quiet leisurely robes hunted, slowly came to Song Jing, squatted gently, and hugged her horizontally.

Li Feiyu was distracted by hatred, Sexin was suppressed, and she watched her movement blankly.

Quietly said lightly: "A friend, I don't want to see her end like this, I will send her back, Li Gongzi, there will be a period!"

"Miss Quiet!" Li Feiyu reached out his hand.

He looked at him quietly and quietly, "What else does Li Gongzi do?"

Li Feiyu said, "I want to take revenge for Miss Song. Let ’s go with me. Let ’s join hands to have hope. You do n’t want to let this stinky monk go. If it was n’t for me, he would kill us ! "

"Well, okay." Quietly with a light jaw: "I'll be back in a few days, and discuss the matter of revenge, and leave."

She said that she could not wait for Li Feiyu to say it, and it had disappeared.

Looking at the empty surroundings, Li Feiyu kicked a boulder with a resentful kick.

"Boom!" After a while, the boulder fell into the depths below, with a loud noise.

Li Feiyu felt that she was suffocating and wanted to destroy the world, and more importantly, to destroy Chu Li, but unfortunately she lacked the energy.

He suddenly inspired fighting spirit at this moment. He used to feel that he was lucky. He didn't need to work hard. Ping Ping can often become the top master, even invincible.

However, this time the shame made him suddenly want to work hard, and decided to work hard after that, go back and take down the gudan who first gained power. After he got it, he felt that the elixir time was too long, it may have been It is ineffective and even poisonous, so I dare not take it.

But at this moment, he can no longer care so much, only with all his strength can there be snow shame!

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When Chu Li returned to his own temple, he found that qualitative monks were waiting.

"Huh?" The qualitative monk saw that his breath was weak, he was seriously injured, and he hurried forward to support him.

Chu Li busy avoiding his arm.

Qualitative monk is puzzled: "This is ...?"

Chu Lidao said: "Song Jing is dying, her strength is strange, you leave first, brother, I will heal you."

Qualitatively surprised: "You said that Song Jing, the deputy islander of Tianle Island, is dead?"

"It's probably right." Chu Li said.

He didn't dare to say too much, lest Song Jing really have such a mysterious art of dry wing and sutra. He could get such a wonderful art, not necessarily others. Song Jing was also very lucky, and he did not dare to say that he could not die and resurrect.

Qualitative face slightly changed: "Then I will report to the abbot!"

Song Jing is not an ordinary figure now, but a No. 2 master after Wan Ziyang, who also poses a huge threat to Da Ci'en Temple. Now she died in Chu Lishou, with unpredictable consequences.

Tianle Island is bound to go crazy, as to whether Wan Ziyang will do anything is hard to say.

Chu Li nodded: "Don't let people bother me, I want to heal."

"What kind of panacea is needed?" Qualitatively said, "I really don't need the help of the ancestors?"

Chu Li shook his head and waved his hands, already unable to support it.

The power of karma cannot be dispelled, and the body is rapidly deteriorating. This remodeled body is arrogant but still not defeated by this force. There is no other way but to hope in the dry scriptures.

"OK." Qualitatively hurriedly closed the door and went out.

Chu Lizhang returned to the house, squatting on the couch, squinting his eyes and closing his eyes, he died.

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Quietly hugging Song Jing, flashed a few times, came to the vast sea, surrounded by a crystal clear glacier, shining in the sun, this is a dreamlike world.

She stomped on the sea like a flat ground, gently put Song Jing into the sea, and watched her slowly sink into the sea, sinking deeper and deeper, disappearing gradually.

"Hush ......" quiet idle lengthy exhales.

Only then did she really relax, blood poured from her mouth, and her delicate white lips turned red.

Previously, in order to calm Li Feiyu, she has been crushing the injury ~ www.readwn.com ~, and in order to break away from the shackles of the **** **** disk, she also urged mystery, injured the body, and the power of the **** **** disk is great, even if Chu Li took Leaving still restrains her, wanting to be free can only use mystery.

That Li Feiyu wolf was ambitious, she was so arrogant and strong, she almost planted it. It was really dangerous and she had a lot of fear.

She looked down at the silent sea and frowned.

Sister Song once told her that the best way to heal is to dip into the sea and use the power of the sea to heal.

Come and hug Song Jing quietly and sink her into the sea. One is holding a trace of luck, and the other is that if she really dies, she might be the best way to return her body to the sea.

The breeze gently blew her jacket, brushing her crystal-clear and melon-faced face, and her bright eyes suddenly came to mind, thinking of the previous tragic war. This certain monk is really treacherous, no wonder Song Shimei Mingming Xiu is better. But always can't ask for cheap.

She slanted into Dai Dai's eyebrows and frowned, and now she was an enemy. In case he kept thinking that he was really a big trouble!

She was suddenly awakened by the strangeness at sea, watching a vortex appear on the surface.

The whirlpool is huge, turning faster and faster, just where Song Jing sinks.

The surrounding glaciers faintly moved, and dark clouds gathered in the sky, gradually covering this side of the sea and blocking the sun.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a lightning fell and struck into the vortex.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ..." In the sound of thunder, silver lightning flashed out like dark silver snakes, disappearing into the vortex.

Suddenly, the thunder came to an abrupt halt, and the clouds quickly dissipated, clearing up.

The whirlpool also slowly dissipated and the sea surface returned to calm.

The next moment, Song Jing suddenly appeared in midair, sitting cross-legged in the void, as if motionless.

Quietly opened his mouth, but said nothing.