In this case, Zhao Huanshan's pupils contracted when she saw it, and it became only the size of a needle's eye, and she was boundless in fear, she smelled something, smelled the smell of death.

As long as they are hit by these three Eight Gate Killing Arrays together, then they will definitely die.

I want to hide.

But the roads are blocked, and there is no way to hide.

"Send you to hell. ”

When such a voice without any human feelings sounded in his ears, Zhao Huanshan looked up and saw Ye Feng floating above, holding a dagger and his face cold.

Ye Feng's appearance, and it was above, Zhao Huanshan was completely in despair, she knew that she was dead, she knew that she would not see the sun tomorrow.

In the future, the sun will not be seen.

Regret!!!

Boundless regret welled up in my heart.

If she chooses again, she will definitely not agree to Wang Ziwen, let alone kill Ye Feng.

Pity.

There is no after, and there is no if.

With a pop, Zhao Huanshan's head, which was sandwiched by the three Eight Gate Killing Arrays, was cut off by the dagger in Ye Feng's hand, and before it fell to the ground, it was twisted into nothingness by the killing qi emitted by the three Eight Gate Killing Arrays.

Along with the one twisted into nothingness, there is also Zhao Huanshan's body.

That's it.

A generation of heavenly daughters, Zhao Huanshan, died in the hands of Ye Feng, and there was no soul left, and she completely fell, which is really sad, lamentable, and pitiful.

From this it can be deduced.

It's better to be honest, otherwise, there is only one thing waiting for you - death.

"There are people looking for the dead every year, and this year there are especially many. ”

Ye Feng put away the thirty-two Xuanbing needles and daggers, raised his hand and waved, a large number of true elements appeared, and the potholes that had become because of the battle, the messy courtyard and the road outside the courtyard were restored to the same as before, just like the previous 'fierce' battle.

Kindness.

When he returned to the villa, he saw Mo Youran, who was supposed to go upstairs, and Mo Youran at this time, although he was still shrouded in a lingering smell of alcohol, he was not drunk at all, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then, he said lightly: "Mo Youran, you didn't go upstairs, why did you come down." ”

"It seems that this woman pretended to be drunk. ”

This is, at this moment, a sentence flashed in Ye Feng's mind, and then, the picture of Mo Youran // kiss // him appeared in his mind, since it was pretended, then, kiss // his action was deliberate.

There's a deep secret hidden here.

"I saw your fight with that woman upstairs. ”

Mo Youran didn't answer Ye Feng's words, but said such a sentence, a pair of eyes, staring directly at Ye Feng's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Ye Feng's eyes the countless secrets hidden in Ye Feng's heart.

"Ye Feng..."

Mo Youran continued: "I really didn't expect you to be an immortal cultivator, it seems that Uncle Chu came to you to protect Yun Yao, not only to protect, but also to have other meanings in it." ”

As these words fell, Mo Youran's beautiful eyes staring at Ye Feng's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and burst out with a light of ridicule that was like substance.

"Yun Yao was sold by her father, and she didn't know it. ”

Mo Youran muttered in his heart.

"You know immortal cultivators. ”

Regarding the battle between himself and Zhao Huanshan was seen by Mo Youran, Ye Feng didn't realize anything, but Mo Youran knew that the immortal cultivator was something.

It is impossible for ordinary people to know the term immortal cultivator, and even if they do, it is also obvious, not to mention that ordinary people can see who an immortal cultivator is.

Now.

A feeling rose in Ye Feng's heart, Mo Youran in front of him was not simple, not simple, very not simple, and couldn't help but look, Ye Feng's eyes when he looked at Mo Youran had changed.

"I'm also an immortal cultivator, you said I don't know an immortal cultivator. ”

After saying this, Mo Youran exuded an amazing aura, which belonged to the early stage of the Xuan Qi Realm, and the lotus step moved lightly, walked in front of Ye Feng, raised his bare hand, and drew circles on Ye Feng's chest.

Youyou said: "Ye Feng, tell me honestly, in addition to letting you protect Yun Yao, Uncle Chu is also responsible for pursuing Yun Yao." The light of expectation in his eyes is rich enough to burst out of the sky and shake the universe.

"This woman is actually an immortal cultivator, it's really surprising to me, I've lived together for so many days, and I haven't found it, no accident, eight or nine are not far from ten, this woman's body has treasures that cover up the breath. ”

This was the sentence that flashed in Ye Feng's mind when Mo Youran exuded the early aura of the Xuan Qi Realm.

"You... Very... Eight... Hexagram. ”

Ye Feng stared at Mo Youran, who was close at hand, and after looking at it for a while, he spit out such a sentence word by word, and then he pushed Mo Youran aside and walked towards his room.

Walking outside the door of the room and turning his head, Ye Feng said a word that made Mo Youran want to kill.

"Mo leisurely, your // mouth // ba, it's really very sweet. ”

With a bang, the door was closed with his backhand by Ye Feng, who entered the room.

Call.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Mo leisurely stared at Ye Feng's room door, and said with a resentful expression: "Ye Feng, you are a super first bastard in the universe who is cheap and well-behaved. ”

……

Flat on the other side of the city.

Wang Ziwen now lives in a villa.

The second floor of the villa.

The master bedroom in the middle, at this moment, is playing this drama of one dragon and two phoenixes, and this drama only lasted three minutes before it ended.

Seeing this, you can put a label on Wang Ziwen's face with the word 'waste' written on it.

"Brother Wen, people still want it. ”

"Brother Wen, one more time, one more time. ”

"That's all for tonight, and tomorrow for more. ”

Listening to the voice of the two phoenixes, Wang Ziwen raised his hand and twisted their faces, and after saying a word, he waved his hand, signaling that the two phoenixes could put on their clothes and leave.

When the two phoenixes left and Wang Ziwen was about to enter the bathroom, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang with a ringtone.

Kindness.

Hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, Wang Ziwen stepped out with his right foot, put it back, turned around and walked to the bedside table, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and saw that it was the phone number of Ah Da who he sent to check, and raised his eyebrows, could it be that his cousin had killed Ye Feng's kid.

"Ah Da, how are things? ”

Pressing the answer button and picking up the phone, Wang Ziwen asked with a smile.

"Less... Young master, watch... Miss Cousin She... She..."

"Yes. ”

As soon as he heard Ah Da's slurring and intermittent words, the smile on Wang Ziwen's face, with a brush, disappeared without a trace, became cold and gloomy, and said in a low voice: "Speak again when your tongue is straightened." ”

"Young master, Miss Biao was killed by that Ye Feng, and even the body is gone. ”

"What... What the. ”

As Ah Da said this, Wang Ziwen became godless, and the strength of his whole body disappeared in an instant, and he sat down on the floor with a thud.

(End of chapter)