Zhao Ranxin turned his face and smiled charmingly at Lan Nuoyin from mid-air, "Lan Nuoyin, what a surprise! You actually recovered your memory. But... you seriously injured the one you love with your own hands.
How does it feel? How wonderful is it?"
She knew she would lose, so she tried her best to use her words to anger Lan Nuyin.
Lan Nuyin's heart twitched, this was her wound, and it was also his wound.
But she won't show it, "At least I still have a chance to hurt others, what about you?"
Because Yi Yanfeng loves her, he gives her the chance to hurt him, but what about her?
Just rub salt in the wound, who wouldn't?
"To be honest, I'm really looking forward to seeing you wiped out in ashes in ten months."
Zhao Ranxin's face looked very ugly.
Mo Zixiang took a deep look at Yi Yanfeng, but he didn't even look at her. He only had Lan Nuoyin in his eyes...
"In two years, I have become very good at talking, but I wonder if your strength will be as good as your talking?"
Lan Nuyin smiled slightly, "You will know."
"Feng, I think it's time for me and her to come to an end." Lan Nuyin turned around and glanced at Yi Yanfeng.
Yi Yanfeng rubbed her hair lovingly, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. "Yeah, come on, my wife!"
As soon as these words came out, not to mention Zhao Ranxin, even Jin wanted to kick him away.
Even if you get a bargain, you still behave well. Humph!
"Yeah, thank you, husband."
Bing Zhining felt goosebumps all over the floor.
Not to mention how jealous Mo Zixiang and Zhao Ranxin were.
"Xiao Nu, I want it too!"
Lan Nuyin chuckled and hugged Jin, "Thank you, brother!"
Okay...brother is just brother.
Jinxiao's gentle contentment.
“赵然忻小姐,你要不要也让你身后的几位给你几个爱的鼓励呢?”蓝婼音的表情别说有多欠揍了.
Zhao Ranxin glared at her angrily, "Lan Nuyin, don't be proud!"
Lan Nuoyin clapped her hands, "How smart! I'm so proud of you!"
The figure slowly moved in front of Zhao Ranxin.
Jin and Yi Yanfeng both retreated a distance, and it was up to Lan Nuoyin to finish the job.
With them here, Zhao Ranxin can't do any conspiracy.
Mo Zixiang couldn't fly and could only stand on the ground and watch them.
"Bing Zhining, why don't you join her? If you don't join forces, none of you are qualified to be my opponent!" Lan Nuyin's words were arrogant, but they were true.
Bing Zhining and Zhao Ranxin glared at her, "Lan Nuyin, you look down on others!"
"Then give it a try?"
Bing Zhining stood next to Zhao Ranxin and looked at Lan Nuyin.
Zhao Ranxin's long white hair was flying, and there was a strange demonic quality in his green eyes.
A black wind blade flew towards Lan Nuoyin.
A long white whip appeared in Lan Nuoyin's hand, blocking the wind blade. The wind blade broke the whip into two halves, and Zhao Ranxin sneered.
Lan Nu's music was full of impurities, and the broken long whip recovered again, curling up the wind blade to devour it.
At this time, the mandala in Bing Zhining's hand also flew over.
Lan Nuoyin's eyes flashed purple, and the mandala disappeared in front of him.
The first game was just a trial, and Lan Nuoyin won the game.
"You want to take your time with me, but I don't have the inclination or time! Xiao Zi, Xiao Ya, Xiao Ling, Xiao Yu and Xiao Man." The five flower spirits joined forces to form a five-color lotus to deal with Zhao Ranxin and Bing Zhining.
It's a compliment to them.
The delaying tactics of the two failed. When they heard Lan Nuyin's words, they knew that she was going to summon those difficult elves. There were actually five of them?
Just one is already tricky.
Five small figures appeared in the air, and Xiao Zi smiled sweetly as she looked at Bing Zhining, whose expression had become stiff.
"Miss Zhining, hello!" When Bing Zhining got the mandala, she originally wanted to accept Xiao Zi as the flower spirit, but unfortunately she couldn't accept Xiao Zi's approval.
"Flower spirit takes shape?" There are still five...
You must know that after she becomes a god, she can have mandala flower spirits to gain the ability to transform, but she has five of them!
Lan Nuyin ignored her, "Xiao Zi! Kill them in one move!"
"no problem!"
A small scepter appears in the hand, and the five flower spirits rotate quickly in a circle, condensing into a lotus in the middle.
It is the kind of lotus used to deal with Huayao.
As Lan Nuyin became a god, Hua Ling naturally rose to a higher level.
Zhao Ranxin is also gathering her defense. Her arrogance makes her never admit defeat even when faced with inevitable defeat.
Bing Zhining's face was a little complicated. Lan Nuyin was so strong that they couldn't defeat her even if they worked together.
The small lotus flower flew through the air towards the two of them, but the energy contained in it was terrifying.
The explosion sounded loudly, and the small lotus rose up into a huge mushroom cloud.
Mo Zixiang looked shocked.
Yi Yanfeng hugged Lan Nuyin and said, "Honey, you are so powerful!"
Jin, "..."
"Reward me with one?"
"Boo--" He kissed her heavily on the lips.
Jin “…”
Lan Nuoyin's smile was as bright as a flower. "Are they dead?"
"No." Jin looked quietly at another figure appearing in the smoke.