Chapter 1039: Little Wolf Dog Huanhuan

The pain and anxiety in Huanhuan's body were gradually soothed, and he was like a beast that was about to run away at the peak of anger, slowly attracted by a fragrance, and gradually became gentle.

The mermaid's healing technique soothed all his grief.

"Little Fish ......" Huanhuan's voice sounded hoarse and depressed, what happened to him just now, what happened, why did he want to ruin everything?

Panson hugged him and gently embraced all his emotions, "It's okay." ”

Long Yuan looked at them hugging in the altar, a malicious smile flashed at the corner of his lips, the mermaid is an indisputable race, male and female, gentle personality, should have stayed out of the matter, but he didn't expect to get into chaos because of Huanhuan.

The sword in his hand flew to Pan Sen's back, Pan Sen turned his back to Long Yuan and didn't see the danger, but Huanhuan saw it, Long Yuan's speed was too fast, Huan Huan didn't even have time to hold Pan Sen to dodge, between the lightning and flint, Huan Huan suddenly reached out and held the sword that flew in.

The tip of the sword was only an inch away from Pan Sen's back, and it almost pierced the mermaid's back, but now it cut through Huanhuan's palm, and blood fell to the ground.

Long Yuan was very surprised, he actually took the sword with his bare hands, this is the sword of the demon king, he has killed the people of the alien fire clan, and he has also killed countless rebels, it is an extremely heavy and sharp sword, no one has ever dared to catch it with his bare hands.

Huanhuan's eyes were gloomy, and the irritable fire once again rose from the bottom of his heart, and he held the sword tightly, and this person actually attacked Xiaoyu three or four times.

Huanhuan turned the tip of his sword and flew towards Long Yuan, "Waste!"

Long Yuan's face changed greatly, this scene reminded him of the assassination in the palace back then, which was also the day of Dugu Qingluan's death, he led the demon clan, the psychic clan and the beauty clan, and a bunch of people from the Yu clan into the palace to assassinate Nalan Sheng.

That year, because of the purple gold flower toxin, Nalan Sheng was already at the end of his crossbow, but such a pale, thin man stood in front of him with a sword in his hand, and said as if looking at the world, waste!

Exactly the same tone, exactly the same condescension and disdain, Long Yuan was instantly furious, and the moment he received the sword, he flew over and attacked Huanhuan and Pan Sen again.

The flames on Huanhuan's body have not yet dissipated, this time he has been on guard, he pushed Pan Sen away, two flames flew out of his palm, blocking Long Yuan's sword blade, after Pan Sen retreated to his side, Nangong Xiu and Nangong Ying of the beauty clan chanted a spell at the same time, reducing the power of the fire.

Pan Sen also put away his sword, and at the same time recited a spell, interfering with the beauty race, in terms of confusing the mind, the beauty race and the mermaid have it, but the essence of the two is different.

One with the killing of darkness, the other with the light of healing.

Long Yuan regretted that he didn't guard against Pan Sen, if he had known earlier, he shouldn't have unlocked Huanhuan's seal so quickly, then he wouldn't have lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Damn it!

It's so damning!

At the dark forest altar, the demons were alarmed and wanted to besiege Huanhuan, Long Yuan was furious, "Don't come over!"

He was going to kill Nalan Huan with his own hands.

Nalan Sheng's proudest and only son, is it? This is a young man who has no one in his eyes like his father, a world that should not exist, he is an unblessed life.

His birth was the demise of the Alien Fire Clan.

He deserves to die!

Huanhuan looked up to the sky and roared, thunder and lightning suddenly thundered in midair, strange fires fell from the sky, and fell in the depths of the altar, Huanhuan's face was cold, "You and the demon altar are the things that should have been extinct a long time ago." ”