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Chapter 512 No wonder the master favored him so much back then

The man in white loosened his grip, and Chu Yan fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

On the edge of the cliff, the wind howled.

The sky has not yet risen, the moonlight is faint and groggy, but you can still clearly see the shocking face of the man in white standing in the wind.

"Feng Jiuqing!" Chu Yan never expected that it would be him who took him away tonight!

"Feng Jiuqing, I will kill you!"

Chu Yan gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing looked at him, her face not changing at all.

With a flick of his long sleeve, Chu Yan was swept to the ground by the wind of his palm. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood came out.

"I'll kill you!" Unexpectedly, Chu Yan gritted his teeth, completely ignoring his injuries, climbed up with all his strength, and rushed towards him again.

To Feng Jiuqing, Chu Yan was simply too fragile now.

Therefore, he didn't take him seriously at all.

With a casual raise of his hand, Chu Yan was shot to the ground again.

After vomiting blood this time, for a while, I couldn't get up again.

But he still stared at Feng Jiuqing fiercely, gritted his teeth and said hoarsely: "I... will kill you..."

"Where is she?" Feng Jiuqing walked up to him, raised her leg, and put her foot on Chu Yan's chest.

Chu Yan had no power to fight back and could only stare at him angrily.

"I'm asking you, where is she?" Feng Jiuqing narrowed her eyes.

His calm face was like the gentle breeze in spring, but his unfathomable eyes were filled with a cold air.

"If you don't say anything, I'll kill you!"

With a strong step under his feet, Chu Yan felt as if his whole body was being pressed down by a huge boulder, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Are you going to say it?" Feng Jiuqing's voice was not serious, it could even be said to be a little soft.

But the power under his feet is absolutely terrifying.

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and blood slid down the corners of his lips.

But he just gritted his teeth and still stared at Feng Jiuqing's handsome face with hatred, which had not changed at all in more than ten or twenty years.

"It turns out that you don't know either."

Finally, Feng Jiuqing retracted her legs.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked up at the gloomy night. The figure on his back was clearly pure and pure, but also clearly cold and cautious.

"Then tell me she is still alive, okay?"

Chu Yan still didn't speak. In fact, the tone in his chest had not yet calmed down, and he could not speak at all.

Feng Jiuqing's obsidian eyes were now filled with a hint of despair.

But, I don't want to give up just yet.

He looked at the distant sky and fell into memories.

The strong wind rolled up his hair, and in that scene, his clothes were fluttering, and his fairy posture was moving.

Chu Yan looked at it, feeling a little heavy.

The master likes stunning men the most, and he has been so attractive for decades.

No wonder the master trusted him so much at the beginning.

Looking at myself again, I immediately feel ashamed.

But a fire of hatred quickly ignited in his heart.

The master trusted this man so much, but what did he do to the master in the end?

Him! Damn it! If he still has a breath, I would like to kill him with a thousand knives!

When the wind blew, the man landed not far from the edge of the cliff.

After looking at Chu Yan who was lying on the ground and still vomiting blood, and then at the man in white standing on the edge of the cliff, Feng Si was filled with doubts, but still walked over quickly.

"You are not my opponent, why are you seeking death?" Feng Jiuqing didn't even look back.

With a casual flick of his long sleeve, Feng Si felt a strong wind coming from his palm, forcing him to almost unable to open his eyes!


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