He was dressed in white and had a gray hair, even his beard was gray.
This man's name is Feng Dingchu.
But no one has called this name for many years.
What people call him more is the word "sir".
Even Feifei and Xiaoxiao, who have been by his side for many years, have always called him Mr.
Feng Dingchu... It's really, I haven't heard of it for many years.
Now standing next to Chu Qianli and quelling Chu Qianli's true energy, the man in white who was scattering Chu Qianli's true energy was Wu Chenzi.
Perhaps even he himself had almost forgotten that he could still call him Feng Dingchu.
"Go aside!" Huarong took another step forward.
But this time, because of excessive exercise, the power of the exercise dissipated instantly as soon as he took a step forward.
A mouthful of blood, wet the black veil on my face again. Remember the website address.9bqugeom
Feng Dingchu sighed: "You go, I am here today, and I will never let you hurt this child."
Huarong gritted his teeth and stared at him, trying to condense his true energy, but he was really powerless at this time.
With one palm, she hurts to this point!
But now, she has no choice!
Damn Feng Dingchu!
Huarong covered his heart, finally turned around, and left step by step with heavy steps.
Behind me, the cool breeze blew.
When Huarong turned around, where were Feng Dingchu and Chu Qianli in his sight?
The person was taken away by Feng Dingchu!
She dared to ruin her good things! She must not let these two people go!
Huarong's palm was tightly pinched, and the steps under her feet were unstable. With a thud, she knelt on one knee on the ground.
The blood and energy of the heart sect were churning so much that she never dared to think too much. She immediately sat cross-legged under the tree and used her skills to regulate her breathing...
...
Chu Qianli didn't know where he was taken.
At first, my whole body was as hot as it was burning.
Later, someone gave her a cool internal force, and gradually, her body felt relieved.
But her consciousness is still very blurred. There is always a ball of fire in her dantian, which seems to be rising at any time.
She was so nervous that she had difficulty breathing.
From time to time, a low magnetic sound sounded in my ears: "...it is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean..."
This sound sounded like a gentle wind that penetrated into the heart.
Unspeakable comfort.
Later, she seemed to have thought of it: "No birth and death, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing. The tangible one is born in the intangible..."
It took Chu Qianli a lot of time to slowly open his eyes.
Those eyes have returned to their usual color, and are bright and clear, with a little fresh and natural luster.
I don’t know when it was, it seemed, it was afternoon?
She walked out of an unknown cave.
Outside, an old man was cooking, and he didn't know what kind of broth was, but the soup was light and it seemed to have no fragrance.
"Grandpa."
Chu Qianli walked behind him: "You saved me?"
She was obsessed with the fact that although she had no consciousness at that time, at least she knew that she had experienced a life-and-death disaster.
As for what she looked like after she was obsessed with, she couldn't remember at all.
However, Huarong wants to kill her, and she is still alive now.
This only means that this old man saved him.
Grandpa?
Feng Dingchu was stunned for a moment, turned around and met her gaze: "Little girl, are you calling me?"
This sound is low and magnetic, like a subwoofer, and it can make people get pregnant after hearing it.
Chu Qianli's mind swayed.
She may not have any facial control, but she is definitely voice control!
This sound is so obsessed with intoxication!
How could there be such a nice bass in this world? This chapter has been completed!