Looking at the hands that the two of them held tightly, Shu Nanjin felt for the first time what was scared. He had always been planning and could not escape his control in anything, and now...
He lived for twenty years, and his heart was already cold and desolate. No one or anything could make his silent heart lake swell. Until her appearance, she broke his countless firsts, making him
The gray and dark life has been re-colored.
For the first time, someone dared to blatantly snatch Shu Nanjin's belongings and boldly provoke them;
For the first time, someone touched his things and could survive in the world;
For the first time, someone dared to use his reputation to do bad things;
For the first time, someone dared to be slander him;
For the first time, he began to pay attention to someone, making him wonder why a person's temperament can change so much;
For the first time, his eyes began to turn around a person, and the silent lake of heart had fluctuations;
For the first time, a desire to protect someone arose in his heart...
She is amazingly beautiful today, but it also deeply hurts his eyes and his heart. How can she show her beautiful side in front of other men? And the one in front of him is comparable to his strength and has a reputation spread throughout the vast continent.
The man?
Fusu painting is a great threat to him!
He doesn't allow it!
The person he Shu Nanjin cares about is not allowed to be interfered with!
He strode forward, staring at Fusuhua's back calmly and tightly. His deep and engraved eyes stared at Fusuhua's back. The force seemed to penetrate his flesh and blood and completely wipe him out!
"Is the Lord of Fusu Palace going to take my people away?" Shu Nanjin came to Fusu Hua with a cold face, looked at the two of them holding hands together, and the cold light in his eyes became even more intense, and he pulled it over.
Yan Mufan carefully wiped the hand that was pulled by Fusuhua and handed her the candied haws in her hand: "Come on, eat it."
"Uh...oh." Wanyan Mufan looked at Shu Nanjin nervously, and was frightened again at the thick and unsolvable water wave in his eyes. He ate the candied haws in his hand nervously, and Wanwanyan Zilan stared at him hatred.
Yan Mufan, his long nails were deeply trapped in his palms, revealing bright red blood without knowing it.
On the one hand, Shu Nanjin and Fusuhua looked at each other, and both sides had unretreated persistence.
On both sides of the peach forest, the red and green willows complement each other. The breeze blows gently, the willow branches sway and dance, graceful, and the peach blossoms fall lightly on the rippling river surface, which is beautiful. The fragrant land of peach willows, young men and women in Yingdu City may
In pairs, or in groups, wandering on both sides of the lakeside, the lively atmosphere makes the cool spring breeze bring a little warmth.
The sword and crossbow are drawn below, and the upper is sentimental!
On a roof in the temple, a man in black stood in the wind. He slowly took off the mask on his face, and a curve of his mouth curled up, and his hair was scattered like ink on the black clothes.
, with only a leucorrhea belt, tied the hair in front behind the head, and the whole body exuded a cold temperament like his sword! The three-dimensional facial features carved from sharp swords exuded a cold breath, and the thin lips were pursed beautifully
The deep eyes were staring at Shu Nanjin and Fusu paintings with caution.
A cold smile appeared beside him, and a low and oppressive voice rang slowly: "Sister, I never thought that you, both the powerful you in the 21st century and the weak you in the vast continent are so popular."
Wanyan Bufan chuckled, his palms were swaying, and a strong wind hit him, and the targets were Shu Nanjin and Fusu Hua.
The two people who were secretly fighting felt the powerful airflow fluctuations, their eyes cold, and then the mysterious power of luck followed by the sudden mysterious power, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color. However, the man's cultivation was so powerful, it was obvious that he wanted.
It refers to two people who died.
Wanyan Mufan was stunned, his pupils suddenly shrank, this is... Phantom God Dance, the Phantom God Dance passed down from generation to generation by the ghost clan. As long as you are strong enough, even if you destroy the world, it is only a matter of a fingertip. However,
Only her younger brother Wanyan Bufan can do this fantasy dance music. He is the successor of the ghost clan's best talent in cultivation, but... Wanyan Mufan looked at Fusu Hua and Shu Nanjin in panic, and saw the two of them showing pale faces.
, the thin sweat also flowed down his forehead, obviously it would not last long.
Throwing away the candied haws in his hand, Wanyan Mufan pushed the two of them away and used his body to catch the power.
On the roof, Wanyan Bufan frowned and suddenly withdrew his strength. His eyes looked at Wanyan Mufan with deep attachment and almost obsessed, "Sister..."
Feeling this familiar aura again, Wanyan Mufan's face was panicked, and he looked around, his eyes suddenly frozen in a black suit not far away. Just as he was about to step forward, the man suddenly disappeared like a ghost, no
A temple fair ended when Wanyan Mufan was unwell. He originally wanted to go back to the mansion, but when Wanyan Mufan looked at Wanyan Zilan's eyes, he felt a little bored, if it were the past
The more others annoy her, the more she has to do the opposite. However, today, she really has no strength.
Today's people, the familiar breath, and the exclusive fantasy dance music of the ghost clan, everything is so weird. As early as in the Black Forest, she felt this breath once. At that time, she thought it was her own.
After thinking about it, it seems that it is obviously not.
Wanyan Mufan went to Tianjue Palace. As soon as he entered the door, Zi Yingluo greeted him with a pale face. Seeing this, Wanyan Mufan frowned, "Yingluo, what's wrong with you?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Yingluo said nothing. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Wanyan Mufan slowly, as if she had made great determination, "Mufan, help me unlock the ban."
Wanyan Mufan was stunned, "Are you sure? It's easy for me to unleash the ban for you, but, can you really bear it?"
Zi Yingluo nodded firmly. She had not had a good rest since the man left these days. As soon as she fell asleep, her bright red look and despair were all over her eyes. These dreams almost oppressed her.
It's about to collapse.
Wanyan Mufan nodded, "Come in."
In the house, Zi Yingluo sat in the middle indifferently dressed in white clothes. Wanyan Mufan looked serious, and was covered with layers of white halos. The spell in his mouth muttered: "Burn the wall of sighs with the immortal earth fire,
Let the flowing ice lamb unseal the seal lock."
As her first spell fell, Zi Yingluo's body was stunned.
"From the beginning of nothingness to the end of chaos, please follow the promises passed down since ancient times."
Halos quickly penetrated into Zi Yingluo's body at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. She closed her eyes in pain and squeezed her fists tightly, as if she was enduring something.
Looking at her appearance, Wanyan Mufan sighed and continued: "Break the stars of fate that have never been changed and cut off the illusory rope of the law of cause and effect."
"ah--"
As soon as Wanyan Mufan finished speaking, Zi Yingluo screamed, hugged her head tightly, and looked painful. Wanyan Mufan quickly inputted her mysterious power, "Stand it, otherwise we will be backfired."
"Well, Mu Fan, you... go ahead!"
Wanyan Mufan made a red halo in his hand compared to his eyes, "Open the door of the junction of truth and illusion for me, traveling through the past and the future, intersecting moments and... eternity."
Gradually, everything returned to peace, Zi Yingluo also raised her head, Wanyan Mufan looked at her worriedly, "Is it okay?"
"fine."
Looking at her breeze-like look, a hint of doubt flashed in Wanyan Mufan's eyes. How could it be this reaction? Could it be...
"Yingluo, has the ban been untied?"
"It's untied." Zi Yingluo smiled faintly.
"Then how are you going to do?"
"Go back to Mingyue Kingdom." After a pause, he said, "I found the Phoenix Gallbladder to save Meng Han and go back."
"What about you now?" Wanyan Mufan raised his eyebrows and looked at his friends in front of him. Since the first day they met, she has been serious all day long, and her face is always light and there is no expression.
Zi Yingluo did not speak, but used her spiritual power to sense where Gong Ziyu was. She closed her eyes and saw a man in red in a bustling restaurant, muttering something she couldn't understand. Zi Yingluo frowned. Is this damn idiot still a little bit of a man's consciousness!!
"I'll go out!" I got up, threw a coldly sentence to Wanyan Mufan, and then walked out slowly. Wanyan Mufan sneered, "Stop pretending, you'd better go hurry up, and you're still busy. ”
Upon hearing this, Zi Yingluo staggered and curled her lips. Since she had been seen through, she would no longer disguise. A strong wind blew by, and Zi Yingluo's figure had long disappeared in front of her. Only a faint fragrance was left.
【In the restaurant】
At this time, Gongziyu was pouring wine glass by glass, his eyes were blurred, because the alcohol was intoxicated and he was even more beautiful than a woman. He just took a look at him gently , it makes people intoxicated.
In the restaurant, the dressed woman or the heroes of the martial arts world always stick to Gongziyu's body, and his heart is very moved.
In the corner, a woman seemed to be unable to hold back, got up, pulled down her strapless clothes and exposed the large snow-white area on her chest. Then she walked slowly over with small steps and came to Gongziyu's side, with her body He fell on him as he tilted, and a soft voice slowly rang: "Where is the only one young master?"
When Zi Yingluo came to the restaurant quietly, she saw her own demonic man being teased by a coquettish woman in every way. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were filled with cold light. This damn man actually made other women. Being so close, can you forget your identity after spending a long time in the vast continent of the Male Lord?
Looking at the beautiful face of the woman in front of you, Gongziyu's confused eyes flashed with disgust. He was about to reach out and push the woman in front of him, but an unhappy voice came from behind, "What are you doing? Have you forgotten your own.
identity?"
Hearing this, Gongziyu was stunned, his heart was surrounded by endless surprises, and then there was a deep grievance. As long as he pushed the woman away, he suddenly changed direction and suddenly held the woman in his arms.