"A Feng! Go on!" Murong Feixue couldn't stand it anymore, raised her hand and threw the bag containing the dragon's blood to A Feng.
Ah Feng, who was already trembling all over and about to collapse, opened his water bag and took a look. He was immediately stunned. However, the situation was critical and he didn't care much. He immediately drank a few big mouthfuls of dragon's blood.
In just the blink of an eye, he saw that the crisscrossing wounds on A Feng's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He almost didn't wait for the guard of the Xuanjie Red Realm to launch his second round of attacks, and A Feng had already
I opened my eyes. My whole body was glowing with a bright red light...
In an instant, the guard who was about to swing his wheel ax and chop him was shocked.
"This...how is this possible!" A master of the Xuanjie Red Realm was stunned, and his voice began to tremble when he spoke.
Firstly, because he was surprised at A Feng’s cultivation potential, but also because he was surprised that A Feng’s current strength has reached the second level of the Xuan Level Red Realm! The most unfair thing is that the dragon blood he drank will not harm him at all.
Body. No worries at all...
However, there was no chance for this master of the Mystic Level Red Realm to continue to be in a daze. A Feng directly drew out the two short blades from his waist, and with a cold light, the red mysterious energy was poured into the sword. He easily cut through the Mysterious Blade.
The armor of a first-level master of the Xuanjie Red Realm penetrated directly into the chest of a first-level master of the Xuanjie Red Realm.
"puff!"
A master of the Xuanjie Red Realm didn't even have time to speak, so he stared and fell down...
"Wow..."
The onlookers who were hiding behind rockeries, potted plants, and low walls immediately let out horrified sounds. In just a cup of tea, the situation was reversed in the hands of Murong Feixue. The people around this woman were so powerful, but they didn't know this
What was the girl's background? Everyone couldn't help but become curious.
Even the Lord of Sunset City narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Murong Feixue for a while. He thought of dragon blood and the name Murong. He lowered his head and thought deeply for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had received a piece of news a few days ago.
It was the fourth young lady of the Murong family who miraculously won the first place in the Tianfeng Academy examination. What was even more shocking was that not only did she pour out the dragon blood given by her fiancé, but she also had a large bottle of dragon blood to feed a dragon.
Pet beast!
Now that I think about it, this so-called fourth young lady of the Murong family is probably the current woman!
"You...are you Murong Feixue?" Xi Jiling shook his finger and pointed in the direction of Murong Feixue, raising the other hand to signal the guards under him to wait.
Afeng was originally planning to keep up his efforts, kill one after another, kill a pair and earn a pair. However, it was rare to see Xi Jiling actively shouting to stop. Seeing Murong Feixue turning her head and looking at Xi Jiling, as if she had something to ask, he endured it.
Be patient, stand aside and wait for the danger.
"I'm not Murong Feixue, are you?"
"This...you! How can this be unreasonable? I am your father's old friend. However, I thought he only had three daughters: Murong Yilan, Murong Qiuqing and Murong Yeyao. As for you..." Xi Jiling finished his sentence halfway, and then
Look at Murong Feixue with a faint look.
It’s not that this woman has never been seen before, but she was very timid when she saw her. At that time, she didn’t even dare to look at herself. That old man Murong Ruiyuan was still afraid of being embarrassed at that time, so he called Murong Feixue back to the house.
.So, when he saw Murong Feixue for the first time, he didn't react.
"Oh! It turns out he is a good friend of my father's..." Murong Feixue nodded.
But as soon as these words came out, everyone around him fell into an unprecedented silence.
