Chapter 842 The whereabouts of Huang Xiaoying and Xiao Mi (2)
"The person you love? Could it be Lan Shaoling from the Lan family? I have known for a long time that you said goodbye to Lan Shaoling but was rejected by him. Since he doesn't have you in his heart, do you still expect the Lan family to support you?"
Cheng Liu caught a glimpse of Feng Luan's pale face and took two steps forward again.
"Feng Luan, you are the one who is really dreaming! Even though the Lan family is just a family, it has been protected by the Holy Land and the Medicine Sect. Therefore, no one in the world dares to provoke the Monster Sect, but no one dares to provoke the Lan family. Such a powerful Lan family
Is this home worthy of you?"
Feng Luan gently closed her eyes.
She loves Lan Shaoling deeply and sees his perseverance and courage. At that time, everyone in Fengqi Kingdom prevented her from dating Lan Shaoling. Now... the Lan family has become a master.
That man was no longer worthy of her.
And the reason why she came to participate in the competition in the Holy Land was because she wanted to refine herself. Maybe when she is strong enough, she would still be qualified to stand beside him.
Just like before.
"So what if I'm not worthy of him?" Feng Luan opened his eyes and said expressionlessly, "Even if I can't win his heart, I won't accept you. I'd rather lack than have trouble. I, Feng Luan, still understand this.
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"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!" Cheng Liu's eyes turned cold and he ordered coldly, "Get this woman for me. Today, I will have a good taste of her."
"Yes, Master."
Everyone stepped forward one after another, and some of the wolf claws had already reached out to grab Feng Luan.
Feng Luan's expression was cold, and he glanced coldly at the person who was getting closer and closer to him, and an angry shout resounded throughout the world.
"roll!"
boom!
Her clothes were fluttering, and a strong wind suddenly appeared. The guards who were grabbing Feng Luan took a few steps back under her frightened and angry roar, their faces looking quite embarrassed.
"You all stand down, I will come in person!"
Cheng Liu made a snap sound and put away the folding fan in his hand. Immediately, his figure was like a gust of wind, and he quickly flashed in front of Feng Luan. His claws turned into aquiline hooks and grabbed Feng Luan's neck!
There was no fluctuation in Feng Luan's eyes, nor was there any trace of panic. Except for the initial change when he heard the name Lan Shaoling, he returned to his previous calmness.
Facing Cheng Liu's eagle-claw-like attack, she gathered a force in her palm, charged up a blow, and blasted towards Cheng Liu.
Cheng Liu was shocked and hurriedly changed the direction of his attack and raised his hand to meet Feng Luan's power. At that moment, his throat felt sweet and a mouthful of blood gushed out and spread from the corner of his mouth.
"You..." Cheng Liu looked at Feng Luan in surprise, frowning slightly, "Why did your strength improve so quickly?"
Feng Luan and him were tied before, but now... this woman has clearly surpassed him!
"I'm not like you. I've been dawdling in the trial field for the past half month. I just want to protect myself. But for the past half month, I haven't stopped fighting or practicing."
One is the empress of the royal family, and the other is the son of a second-rate force. In comparison, the sect's resources are even greater. But the reason why Feng Luan has not been suppressed by Cheng Liu is not only her talent, but also her hard work!
If she wants to be worthy of Lan Shaoling, she must practice with all her strength! How could she give up such a great opportunity?
A cold light flashed through Cheng Liu's eyes and he waved his hand: "Let's go together. Feng Luan is just one person. It's hard for her to defeat her with two fists and four legs. She can't be our opponent!"