Tianlan bit her lip and grasped her left wrist, which was hanging weakly.

There was another click, and she pushed her wrist back.

A drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of her forehead, smashed on the ground, shattered into several petals, and evaporated into water vapor.

The pink lower lip was bitten out by Tianlan, but she still didn't say a word.

A group of people stared at Tianlan intently as she pushed the misplaced bone joints back, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and really wanted to scold......

Damn, is she really a woman?

Not only ruthless, but more importantly, so ruthless to herself!

Murong Ye raised his eyebrows, and in his gloomy eyes, he was even more interested in her.

He really wanted to see the expression of such a cold woman, bowing at his feet, crying and begging for mercy.

That feeling of conquest, just thinking about it, made the blood in his whole body burn and boil non-stop.

At some point, the pillars of fire in front of them had disappeared.

Everyone went on the road, Murong Ye didn't dare to let Tianlan explore the road anymore, and the group walked cautiously.

And then something strange happened.

Wind blades, flowing fires came one after another, and everyone in the Demon Feather Palace was overwhelmed, the internal force was violently consumed, and the casualties continued.

And Tianlan, who was following them, was leisurely and outrageous.

She blinked, blinked, could this be a legendary character problem?

This idiot's answer, even she doesn't believe it.

Tianlan's eyes flowed and fell on the wind control in Murong Ye's hands.

Like, as long as anyone is with it, they will be attacked inexplicably.

This......

She noticed this problem, and Murong Ye naturally discovered it, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to throw the wind in his hand into the hot magma.

"Don't!" Tianlan's eyes opened to the extreme, and the gossamer in her hand suddenly hit out, wrapping around the short hind legs of the wind.

The body of the wind flew into the magma in a parabolic shape, but at the moment when he was about to fall into the magma, he was pulled back by Tianlan.

The snow-white fur streaked across the hot magma, and Tianlan was terrified when she saw it, for fear that it would be scalded.

Even if it's not hot, at least the hair on that body will be burned.

There's a miserable rhythm......

Tianlan pulled it back, only to find that the guy was intact.

The snow-white fur is soft and smooth, and not even a trace of magma has been touched.

The contemplation in Tianlan's eyes deepened, what is this guy who controls the wind......

"Throw it and it will get us in trouble." In a commanding tone, Murong Ye stared at Tianlan with an unkind expression.

"This is my business, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the palace master." Tianlan sneered, hugged the wind and turned around and left.

Murong Ye's purple figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he stopped in front of Tian Lan, and a palm that condensed his internal force slammed down on the head of the wind control.

Tianlan wanted to hide, but it was too late.

Bang!

A figure flew upside down and slammed into the rock wall with a thud.

Tianlan watched in amazement as Murong Ye was bounced out, and her brain crashed for a few seconds.

A white glow flickered in her arms, and Tianlan looked down in a daze, looking at herself riding the wind.

Sure enough, that burst of white light emanated from it.

Mamma Mia, what kind of creature is this?

Before she could think about it, there was a wave of fierce attacks.

As it turned out, their guess was not wrong, and anyone who stayed with the wind would be inexplicably unlucky.

Tianlan had no internal strength, and she was very embarrassed to dodge, but she still couldn't dodge the dense attack.

She was in a mess, with countless abrasions and burns, her face was covered with blood and blackened, and she never saw her original innocence and beauty again.

To put it in layman's terms, it is miserable ugly.

But she still held the wind tightly in her arms, using her thin body to block all attacks for it.

The first wave of attacks was over, and Tianlan was already dying, but the wind was almost unscathed.

Everyone in the Demon Feather Palace was surrounded by their chests, watching the play on the side, without any intention of helping.

"Third Miss, this seat has long reminded you that your soft-heartedness and kindness will make your death ugly."

Murong Ye sneered sarcastically on the side, his gloomy gaze swept over Tianlan's miserable face.

In his gaze, the desire to conquer was undiminished, but the original interest was no longer gone, and it was replaced by a strong disgust.

Looking at the scorching paste on her face, Murong Ye felt a burst of nausea, don't just touch her, just touch her, he is dirty now.

"And, it has nothing to do with you......" Tianlan gritted her teeth, word by word, and said very clearly.

"Stupid!" Murong Ye snorted coldly, and his attitude was even more disdainful.

The second wave of attacks followed, and Murong Ye still watched the play coldly.

The Earth Protector's hand holding the scimitar tightened, but he still didn't move.

Tianlan's seriously injured body was extremely weak, and she was powerless to resist.

Her thick eyelashes had some scorched marks, like butterflies with folded wings, and they fluttered a few times before slowly closing them.

She thought she was going to die, but suddenly her body lightened.

The soft body hit the hard chest, pulling the wounds on the body.

"Hmm......" A thin gnat moaned from between her blood-stained lips.

"Woman, what the hell are you doing!" An angry roar, accompanied by a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, came into Tianlan's ears and nose together.

Tianlan trembled at him, but her blood-stained lips couldn't help but smile.

The fierce attack fell like raindrops, and the second son's jade-like eyes flashed with killing intent.

An invisible barrier stood in front of them.

"Let's go." Her scarred little hand slammed into the second son's chest, and added, "Stay away from me."

Her strength, for the second son, is not enough to tickle, and there is no practical effect at all.

But her attitude of resistance made the second son, who was already angry and anxious, even more angry.

"Move Lao Tzu to strangle you again!"

A deafening roar shook Tianlan, she pursed her lips, grabbed the placket of the second son's clothes with one small hand, and held out a fluffy white ball on her chest with the other hand.

"Harness the wind, there is trouble...... Tian Lan only had time to say a few words, and the strength of the second prince and the second wave of strong attacks collided together, and the aftermath of the qi wave spread like ripples.

The weak Tianlan couldn't bear it, tilted her head, and fainted in the arms of the second son.

The second prince didn't listen to him at all, his cold gaze fell on Tian Lan's scarred Rouyi, and then turned to Tian Lan's face that could barely distinguish his original face.

The surrounding air was terrifyingly oppressive, and the cold air pressure almost suffocated everyone, but the eyes of the second prince became more and more calm, deep to a terrifying situation.

A dark aura surged around him like a wave, and everyone's eyes stayed on the second son, and no one dared to make a sound.

At that moment, it seemed that even the air was stagnant, and everyone's scalp was numb.