Suddenly, somehow, the oppression was suddenly dissipated by something.

Everyone didn't have time to dig deeper, and they all looked towards the high platform, only to see that the "Seven Sons of Biyin" divided into seven stars and seven corners were falling from mid-air in an embarrassed posture. And in the dazzling red light that gradually dissipated, a blue figure floated in the air in a volley.

In the dazzling red rays in the sky, the blue shadow robe is hunting and flying, and the black hair is flying, like a finch with wings ready to fly, and the momentum is amazing.

On the platform, everyone looked at this scene in amazement, speechless in surprise.

Xiao Biluo, who didn't know when she appeared, retracted her gaze, half-lowered her eyes to hide the surprise in her eyes, and after a while, she said to Fu Li beside her in a gentle and appreciative tone: "Xiao Jin is really amazingly talented, and the 'Seven-Pointed Star Sacrifice Array' that I am proud of was broken by her so easily, and it is really gratifying that His Holiness has been so vain." ”

The apprentice received such praise, and Fu Li, as a teacher, was suddenly filled with pride and pride in being a teacher.

The lips that were not thin or thick moved, and replied reservedly, "The fairy is overrated." However, the corners of the upturned mouth couldn't be suppressed, and even the always noble and indifferent eyes revealed a tenderness like a trickle.

Xiao Biluo suppressed the strangeness that came up in her heart and smiled gently, however, the smile was always a little inexplicably unnatural.

Before she could stabilize her mind, she only felt a strong wind blowing beside her, and she turned her head a little uncertainly, but there was still that tall and noble figure beside her.

Originally, the moment the "Seven-Pointed Star Sacrifice Array" exploded, the fierce murderous aura and fierce aura of countless "thunder and geese" in the magic circle surged outward from the array, stirring the surrounding aura, and in an instant, the red waves surging over the pingtai and the wind roared angrily.

The flying magic weapon under Feng Yang's feet was affected by the air waves, and it shook violently in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang" like a dead leaf drawing an arc.

Thanks to this fall, he also recovered from his stunnedness.

Feng Yang straightened up with the crooked hair crown, and happened to see the brocade phoenix falling quickly in the red light that gradually dispersed, like a butterfly beast with broken wings, falling in the middle of the high platform in embarrassment, and only then could he stabilize his body with his arms supporting the ground.

Where else can he take care of anything else, the aura under his feet surges, and he immediately drove the flying magic weapon towards the high platform.

"Nishiki Daoyou?

Feng Yang stumbled off the unsteady flying magic weapon, and rushed to Jinhuang in a sweeping step, calling out worriedly.

At this moment, his heart was full of anxiety and worry, but he had completely forgotten the restraint and shyness, and his mouth was extremely sharp. even forgot his scruples and reached out to help her.

The "Seven-Pointed Star Sacrifice Array" is really extraordinary, Jinhuang almost ran out of spiritual energy, if the magic circle is not broken, I am afraid it will ......

It's not easy for her to persevere to the point where she's going.

At this moment, her whole body was full of sequelae caused by the overuse of spiritual power.

His limbs were weak, his head was dizzy, his eyes were blackened one after another, and his ears were full of piercing and sharp buzzing sounds.

If Jinhuang hadn't held the thought in her heart and supported her arms on both sides of her body, I'm afraid she would have passed out by this time.

She heard what seemed to be a call piercing through the deflated buzzing sound into her ears. She subconsciously raised her head, her delicate face was as white as the snow of the cold winter moon, the pink rouge lips were so light that she could barely see the blood, and the bright eyes and pupils were dilated and misty.

Jinhuang blinked, only seeing a blurry white shadow in front of him, but he couldn't see it clearly, but his brain became more and more chaotic.

"Jin Daoyou, this ......?Jin Daoyou?" Feng Yang was shocked, and he didn't dare to use his hands to support her, carefully lest his subordinates hurt her without knowing how light or serious.

Feng Yangzheng was at a loss, and when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly hit his chest violently, and when he looked down, he found that the girl he was thinking about was actually stuck in his arms. The long, curly eyelashes lie weakly on the eyelids, as if tired of flying a butterfly that has temporarily stopped to rest, delicate and beautiful.

At such a close distance, he was only two palms away from her face, and he could even see the extremely fine and transparent fluff on her face.

Feng Yang was so stunned that he almost forgot to react, and his breath was holding his breath and he didn't know it.

However, after only a few pauses, suddenly, a strong wind blew on his face, and his mind immediately buzzed. Feng Yang was shrouded in the terrifying and dull coercion, and almost exhausted his strength, and fell to the ground.

In the next moment, the squeezing touch in his chest disappeared, along with the invisible coercion that was almost suffocating.

"Jin Daoyou, Jin ......!" Feng Yang shouted anxiously, looking up at the crazy surging aura in his body. But in the blinding wind, the spotless light blue robe hunted and flying, and when he looked up, he found that he had never been able to look up to the Immortal Venerable of Fu Li.

And what he was holding in both hands was the Jinhuang that had just fallen into his arms.

"Honorable ...... Who ......?" Feng Yang's heart had just been put down, but the next moment, Fu Li turned his head, his gaze fell on him, his eyes were cold and fierce, and his expressionless face seemed to be dyed with wind and frost, revealing a faint killing aura.

With just one glance, Feng Yang felt the aura and blood in his whole body solidify in an instant.

Fortunately, Fu Li's gaze only stayed for two breaths, and then moved away indifferently. There was another strong wind blowing in his face, and when he opened his eyes again, there were still two figures in front of him.

And in that few breaths, Feng Yang felt like he had walked out of a hellish cave, and the fear that was so strong that his soul trembled was that he would probably remember it in his lifetime!

When Jinhuang fell on Feng Yang's body, he fainted due to physical exhaustion, and naturally he didn't know about these bright tides and undercurrents.

By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already the morning of the third day.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The loud and rapid sound of the bell pierced through the vast aura clouds and resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It was at this bell that Jinhuang woke up violently. Then, she felt countless spiritual power fluctuations moving in one direction at a rapid pace.

Before she could think about it, she immediately lifted the quilt and turned over, and found that the robe on her body was clean, smooth and proper, without a trace of dust, and even the hair on her head was also soft and refreshing. looked around again and found that at this moment she was not in the cave where she lived with Jiang Xinyue, but in Fu Li's residence.

Don't think about it, it must have been Fu Li who brought her back here and cleaned her up with a cleansing charm.

Fu Li has a very heavy quirk, and the magic robe she wears on her body on weekdays is always meticulous, and she can't see half of the wrinkles and dust, and even her only disciple is cleaned up refreshingly.

Not only that, but Ling Shufeng, whether it is the main hall or the residence of the two, even if it is the verandah flower garden, he has to take care of it cleanly and properly.

I remember that when Jinhuang first came, he was secretly glad that the Bazhou Continent was the Xiuzhen Continent, what kind of dirty dust, a purification spell would be enough. Otherwise, with Ling Shu Peak as a whole mountain, even if she is given a month, she will not even want to clean it up.

Retracting his thoughts, Jinhuang lifted the curtain and poked out his divine sense, only to find that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuations around him. Recalling the rapid ringing of the bell that he heard in his half-dream, he suddenly felt that something had happened, so he didn't care about anything else, and walked out of the room with a movement of his feet. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote javascript:void(0);

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