The man in Luohua City who was pushed into the light fireworks was wrapped around his whole body in the flames in an instant, and his vitality was gone. He only blocked for a moment, and the light fireworks then rushed forward.
Xue Ling'er stared at her eyes and kicked a follower from the Alchemy Mansion in.
The light fireworks stopped moving forward, however, after a moment, spread at a faster rate.
The followers of the Alchemy Mansion and Luohua City died among the light fireworks, and they were already the ninth one.
There is still one shortage!
Xue Ling'er shouted with red eyes, "Where are people? Where are people? There is still one left!"
As we all know, Mei Qingchen is the master of Fusheng Realm, and Lan Wu is his future wife. As for Fen Que, although he is an unknown man, the ruthless aura emitted from him is still not afraid to underestimate him.
Fenque has always protected Lan Wu. Therefore, although Lan Wu is the weakest among all, no one dares to let her become one of these ten people.
Only Xue Ling'er is left in the alchemy palace, and in addition to Mo Xie, Luohua City, there is also a Mo Qiong.
Suddenly, Xue Ling'er's bloodthirsty eyes fell on Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong stared at her eyes widened, and she looked around. Sure enough, there were only one force in all directions, but there were two people in Luohua City. If one person really wanted to die in the dark fireworks, it would be impossible for Mo Xie.
Bar?
Xue Ling'er strode to Mo Qiong, "Do you do it yourself, or will I send you there?"
Mo Qiong frowned, and finally, she looked at Mo Xie for help, but Mo Xie was like an ice sculpture, ignoring it.
Mo Qiong bit his silver teeth, looked at the closer and closer You Fireworks, and said, "Nine people have died, so what if I add one? Ten means no ten people!"
"How do you know if you don't try?" Xue Ling'er wrapped her arms around her chest and stared at Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong gritted her teeth, and then she pulled out the sword from her waist and cut off one of her arms quickly.
Her arms fell in front of her, and the liquid gushed out of the wound condensed into a pool of blood on the ground.
Mo Qiong kicked the broken arm and entered the light fireworks. She turned to look at Xue Ling'er and said, "Look, it's useless."
"It's just an arm. Maybe we can live if you enter."
Xue Ling'er said cruelly. When she spoke, she placed her hand on the wound of Mo Qiong's broken arm, and closed her five fingers together. Mo Qiong was inhaling the air conditioner in pain, and her eyes were glaring to the extreme.
"Enough."
Xing Tumi walked over and slapped Xue Ling'er's hand off, "Even if we are all dead, we can't stop the light fireworks. The light fireworks have been hidden in the ice valley for thousands of years, and the evil spirits are irresistible. Maybe the cross is
It suggests something, but it is by no means a superficial dead person.”
"There are so many people who have died in my alchemy palace, and only one person is missing. Do you have to waste all your previous efforts? How can you be worthy of those who have died?" Xue Ling'er looked at Xing Tumi with a ferocious look.
"Xue Ling'er, you are destroyed, but the conscience of others has not been taken away by the dog."
Lan Shengyan, who had been taciturn and elegant, suddenly spoke, saying, "The followers of the Alchemy Mansion should not die, but you let them die with a bad life. You said that this is the blessing of their three lives, and now they are complaining about death.
Most of them are from your alchemy house?”
Xue Ling'er raised her eyes and looked at him.
Lan Shengyan's eyes were burning, and her eyes were hot, like a glass of old wine, so strong that she didn't dare to look at her. She had always been smart and could not even say anything to refute.
She lowered her head, sneered contemptuously, and murmured: "I am destroyed, and my conscience is taken away by a dog."
ah--
Mo Qiong screamed, she stood outside. At this time, the fireworks had touched her feet, and the soft boots were burned out. Lan Shengyan grabbed her hand and pulled it back.
It was not allowed to die under the light fireworks.
Xue Ling'erxu narrowed her sharp eyes and stared at Mo Qiong's wrist holding by Lan Shengyan.
"Miss Tumi, is there any other way to deal with You Fireworks? If you sit still and wait for death, you will not even have the chance to fight back."
Lan Shengyan said anxiously: "Even if it is a way to kill the death, it is better than waiting to die."
"In the face of powerful forces, thousands of ways are in vain."
Even when facing danger, Xing Tumei remains elegant, just like the blooming flowers of the midsummer.
"A Chen, will we die here?"
Lan Wu, who was hugged by Mei Qingchen in his arms, raised his head from the faint blue firelight and looked at Mei Qingchen's Shengshi side face weakly.
Mei Qingchen hugged Lan Wu tightly with distress, and the dark blue thorn flowers were blooming in his pupils. The blood patterns on his neck became deeper and deeper, like silk spitting out by a poisonous spider.
The man's eyes were firm, "Even if I die, I will not let you die."
Lan Wu grabbed Mei Qingchen's mind and said gently, "If I could die with you, wouldn't it be a happy thing?"
Yu Lanwu said that she was a cowardly and delicate girl, but as long as she was for Mei Qingchen or with him, she was not afraid even if the world was tempered and cooked with fire.
Fenque stood in the corner with darkness, but was the place where he could block the danger for Lan Wu and Mei Qingchen and the others. Lan Wu could not see his figure, but he did hear Lan Wu's words, those words, like
It was a sharp sword, cruel and ruthlessly pierced in his heart.
Mei Qingchen stretched out his hand and rubbed Lan Wu's head.
He picked up Lan Wu and walked to Fen Que, and handed Lan Wu to Fen Que. The cold light in his eyes flashed by, but he turned around, pushed the crowd away, and walked to the place closest to the fireworks.
Mei Qingchen turned around and looked at Lan Wu.
When he turned his head and casually withdrew his gaze, he caught a glimpse of Ye Qingge who was protected by Mo Xie.
The moment he faced the light fireworks, his pupils turned scarlet, starting from the collarbone, covering his neck, and crawling with ghost-like blood patterns.
He rushed into the fireworks in the shocked sight of everyone.
With his powerful flesh and blood body, he blocked the progress of the fireworks.
The roar of bloody fangs like wild beasts revealed from the fire, the entire Snow Girl Mountain was trembling, and everyone's eardrums were swelling wildly, which was even more exciting than Mo Qiong's magic sound.
Just as the light fireworks were about to cover everyone densely in the corners, the fireworks were frozen and frozen.
Mei Qingchen's figure appeared and disappeared in the rolling waves of fire.
Lan Wu covered her mouth and looked at Mei Qingchen with tears in her eyes.
The others were also shocked by Mei Qingchen's strength.
Bang—
Mei Qingchen's body was spurted out by the fireworks and fell to the ground. He was not damaged at all, but the blood marks on his neck spread half of his face, and his scarlet and terrible pupils made people feel palpitations.
Singing and eyes closed—
The combat power of the blood clan is so terrible.
Lan Wu broke free from Fen Que's arms, went to Mei Qingchen, and helped Mei Qingchen up with pain and effort, "A Chen, is there anything wrong?"
"fine."
Mei Qingchen shook his head, but a slender figure appeared in front of him. The ink robe in his field of vision was a pair of simple gray boots.
Mei Qingchen looked up along the ink robe.
Zhang Yang's snow-white hair, stunning and delicate face, and a frosty expression—
Lan Wu was surprised, "Miss Night?" (To be continued)