Just when An Xiaomo and Feng Qianyu felt that they could no longer hold on, the cold air around Feng Qianchen gradually weakened. Although the setting sun was not as harsh as the noon sun, it was summer after all, and the cold air around him suddenly rushed in all directions.
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An Xiaomo and Feng Qianyu recovered within a short time because of their relationship with the 'Firefly', but the other guards who were frozen took nearly a cup of tea before they regained consciousness.
Everyone moved their bodies that had been numbed by the cold, feeling like they were reincarnated. The person who caused the terror of death was nowhere to be seen. Feng Qianyu and An Xiaomo looked at the place where Feng Qianchen had been standing.
There was not even a single figure. They looked at each other and took a deep breath.
Jiao Xiaoliu was in a coma at this time. She was originally prepared, but in the end she couldn't match the speed of the person who came and fell down. That kind of abnormal speed should be beyond the reach of even her own master.
Feng Qianchen held a jade pendant in his hand, and his figure was like the wind. Even though he had reached the maximum speed, he still couldn't catch a trace, but the general direction should be correct.
Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, Feng Qianchen knew that he was not pursuing the wrong direction, so he slowed down. Only when there was a gap in strength could he use his brain to get what he wanted.
Although Feng Qianchen was extremely angry when Jiao Xiaoliu was kidnapped, he was not really confused. With a deep sigh, Feng Qianchen actually stopped and looked at the sunset with bottomless black eyes.
With the last ray of light, the murderous aura around him surged.
Dizziness, this was Jiao Xiaoliu's first feeling after waking up. After shaking his confused head, Jiao Xiaoliu frowned and opened his eyes. What caught his eyes was a stone wall with several moonstones embedded in it.
, wrapping the originally dark flash hole in a soft light.
"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came and Jiao Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows, staring at the relatively familiar man without answering.
Avoiding Jiao Xiaoliu's teasing eyes, Sima Ruohan bit his lower lip, "It's not me..."
The explanation he finally spoke was interrupted by Jiao Xiaoliu, "I know, you don't have that ability yet."
Jiao Xiaoliu's words were too direct, which made Sima Ruohan feel angry, but in just a moment, he calmed down, because Jiao Xiaoliu was telling the truth, let alone Feng Qianchen, who was as terrifying as Shura, even if he didn't
Jiao Xiaoliu didn't have the ability to perform ten moves even though he had the 'Wind-Destroying Sword' in his hand.
Seeing that Sima Ruohan quickly adjusted his mood, Jiao Xiaoliu showed a surprised expression and blinked, "I underestimated you."
Sima Ruohan looked at Jiao Xiaoliu's face and opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
"Who captured me?" A dangerous aura flashed in Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes. If Sima Ruohan was the only one here, then the chance of her being able to get out would be too high.
It's just that Jiao Xiaoliu made a wrong calculation. As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice came in from outside, "I brought you here."
Hearing this voice, Jiao Xiaoliu's heart was shocked. She knew very well that she was not familiar with this voice, but it had a kind of familiar feeling. This feeling may come from - Sima Ruochen?!
The mysterious man did not show up, but his voice floated in Jiao Xiaoliu's ears again, "Chen'er, it's been eleven years, do you still remember being a father?"
