"Who is it?" Mu Yi was guarding outside the palace.
"Humph." A cold snort full of dark atmosphere sounded in the night.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the man using his fingers as a sword and slashing towards the sky.
"Bang." The black spiritual power passed through, and Mu Yi and the others were blasted away from a distance without even saying a word.
Feng Yunao Qianyeli's expression changed in the bedroom.[
They knew very well what level Mu Yi was.
These people just met each other, and they were knocked unconscious and sent away.
This level is simply...
The night was cold and dark.
"Where is Fengyun Man?" Under the cold night, the visitor's gloomy tone was filled with deep-seated anger.
Those eyes were firmly locked on Emperor Mu, filled with murderous intent.
As he stepped forward, Qian Yeli also saw clearly the strange, but seemingly powerful man coming here.
A head of extremely black hair was flying wildly in the air.
Dressed in black, pure and without any other color.
It seemed that he was almost completely integrated into the night behind him.
He looks handsome, unlike Ya Fei and others who are jealous of their beauty.
Nor can it compare with Mu Huang's masculine beauty, Feng Yunao's gentle elegance, or his sunshine and brilliance.
His handsomeness carries an indescribable mystery.
Just like the dark night, it is mysterious, unpredictable and evil.
He is like a child of the night, born in the darkness, living in the darkness, blending with the black, dark and evil.
"Who are you?" Feng Yunao saw that this man was so arrogant, his face suddenly darkened and he said in a deep voice.
The man didn't even look at Feng Yunao, but stared hard at Mu Huang: "I'm asking once, where is Fengyun?"
"Who do you think you are, that you deserve to question me?" Mu Huang stared back at the man, his voice cold and full of violence.
When the dark man heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Then don't blame me for being rude. If you kill everyone here, I can always find Fengyun."[
After saying that, a dark and cold murderous look appeared in his eyes.
With one sleeve of his robe, he covered Emperor Mu with his backhand.
The dark spiritual power accompanied the darkness of the night, like a whirlwind in the sky,