Rong Fei had never seen Zhang Xiaohan like this, nor had he ever thought that Zhang Xiaohan, who was in the incense, would make him look like he had entered an ice cave in one look.

The blush flowed slightly on the cheeks, and the fair skin was reflected in the beauty of beauty, but the eyes, which were usually as clear as stars, released coldness, as if something terrible was being released through the eyes.

My heart suddenly shuddered, and when I met those cold eyes, my spiritual sense suddenly hurt, and my spiritual power dispersed. A large amount of strong fragrance pounced on my mouth and nose, and Rong Fei was stunned.

He was falling, confused and unaware of the so-called. Zhang Xiaohan had already flew up from under the buds, rolled his sleeves and took him out.

He almost touched Zhang Xiaohan's body, and smelled more fragrance in between his nose. He completely forgot that he was still a monk, and there was only the flushed whiteness behind Zhang Xiaohan's ears in his sight.

Rong Fei knew that he was caught in the incense, and what made him lose his mind was Zhang Xiaohan who brought him out. His mind was still clear and rational and still occupy his mind. He instantly understood that Zhang Xiaohan was also caught in the incense. As Zhang Xiaohan said, her reaction to the incense was not **, but the tyranny buried in her heart.

Everyone has tyranny hidden in their hearts. The more tolerant and generous he is on weekdays, the stronger his reaction will be when suppressing and eliminating him. He didn't believe that Zhang Xiaohan could not suppress the reaction brought by the fragrance of the fragrance - Zhang Xiaohan did not even destroy this big flower.

Didn't destroy the big flower? Rong Fei couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, as if there was a different fragrance than the scent of the fragrance penetrated into his heart. His mind almost blew, and his hand almost hit Zhang Xiaohan's back. Suddenly, his mind seemed to have split a few parts. One was holding back the desire in his heart, and the other was suddenly understood that Zhang Xiaohan was not unable to control it, and another part made him notice the surroundings.

Liu Yi fell to the ground in a mess, his face turned red, and a jade bottle rolled to the side. He looked over in a daze and confused manner. Through the flying petal rain in the air, there was a hint of romance in that mess. Only Ye Liuxiang was leisurely enough. He retreated outside the range of the mysterious fragrance and watched coldly.

Rong Fei's spiritual power stagnated and fell beside Liu Yi. A flower in front of him. More than a dozen afterimages appeared among the flying petals, chasing Zhang Xiaohan. Zhang Xiaohan's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and when it appeared again, it fell at the root of the big flower.

The petals were rolling back, and all the long petals were spread out, and the stamen twisted like snakes, passing through the gaps of the petals. Suddenly, a petite figure rushed straight from the gaps of the petals on the other side, and fell into the overturned flower in an instant. The stamen quickly retracted, and the rewinding petals also flew, as if the strong wind had passed.

The bright red petals were raised, just like the wind blowing peach blossoms, and the fine petals flew into the sky. The floating petal rain and the red juice flew lightly. In the bright red petal rain, Zhang Xiaohan, wearing a gray robe, was pretty among them. There were more than a dozen slender stamens on her hands. At this moment, the stamens fell into her hands tamely like a life-losing.

——Zhang Xiaohan could have destroyed the petal when he fell into the bud for the first time, because he and Liu Yi asked her to be afraid of the mouse. At that time, she was already invaded by the incense, so she was so annoyed that she used the power of the contract.

The spiritual power was inspiring, the gray robe was slightly bulging, and the petals of the sky were drifting slightly. Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyes and went back and forth. Even the petals of the sky could not hide the peach blossoms of her expression, but the coldness in that glance actually frozen Liu Yi and Rong Fei in place.

Beauty and coldness coexist, intoxication and soberness are present. This scene is deeply imprinted in their hearts. They cannot forget it for a long time.

The long sleeves rolled, and the petals in the air whirlpools were whirlpools and were stored in the jade bottle in Zhang Xiaohan's hand. More than a dozen stamens were placed in the jade box in an orderly manner. Zhang Xiaohan then looked at them coldly.

Zhang Xiaohan suppressed the murderous intent in her heart - she not only wanted to kill Liu Yi, Rong Fei and Ye Liuxiang, but she even wanted to destroy this space and tear everything in this space, whether it was plants, birds and beasts, as well as the people here, as well as the monks on the battlefield outside the domain, and even the Xiaxian Realm.

What was raging in her heart was very grievance. Why did she endure the rules of this world, and ascend again and again to start from scratch? Why did she follow the will of heaven and compromise under the arrangements and mockery of heaven.

She wanted to vent her completely, to turn the world upside down, to send everything into the chaos of destruction, to gravel and dust fly wildly in the sky, to collapse and crack the earth, to see the wailing sounds everywhere, to have broken limbs and broken arms everywhere...

But she is still rational. Even if Ye Liuxiang provokes her, Liu Yi and Rong Fei are innocent. In fact, Ye Liuxiang is innocent - people in this world are innocent like her, and the ones who are sinning are those gods, those gods who regard the world as ants.

But she actually liked this feeling of tyranny. She wanted to vent her so strongly that she was reluctant to remove such a woman. She seemed to be standing at a high altitude and looking at her forbearance.

Just indulge a little bit, a little bit... This is just one of the cracks in several spaces...

People need to relax, but she hasn't relaxed for too long.

Zhang Xiaohan held his hand tightly and finally took a deep breath. The "Soul Cultivation" technique, which had stopped for some unknown time, finally started to run.

This is also another kind of dissatisfaction. Zhang Xiaohan's mind actually drifted over. She struggled to hold back the pain in her heart, but remembered the feeling of this feeling firmly.

Zhang Xiaohan hated her reason and her sanity, but she still meticulously cleared all the memories of her body's slaughter until the killing slaughter became unfamiliar.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang is really admirable." Ye Liuxiang's voice came slowly, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes looked over and looked clear, Liu Yi and Rong Fei curled up on the ground, obviously Ye Liuxiang's masterpiece.

"You said that it's not that you can't control it, it's just that you think about it or not." Zhang Xiaohan said lightly.

"It's hard to think about it or not. I always know that you are the contract owner of my body, but what you have to restrain is killing. I'm really curious about how you practiced all the way. I heard that it's very difficult for female cultivators to ascend. I thought your ** was to find a strong man to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, but the feeling you just gave me is that you can destroy this space." Ye Liuxiang looked at Zhang Xiaohan.

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!