Afraid that Hai Furong would make a mistake, Jun Qianxi specially explained before leaving.

Although the people in the Heavenly Realm have never confronted each other head-on, their mentality knows that they will not take the people in the Lower Heavenly Realm in their eyes at all.

Even those little minions are like this, not to mention Dongfang Shuai, the young palace master of Lingxiao Palace, he put Hai Hibiscus by his side just for a pastime, and he felt inexplicably cool when he saw her so panicked every day.

This perverted sense of superiority that is self-righteous and superior is well worth exploiting.

Since the soldiers have already detected Dongfang Shuai's breath, Dongfang Shuai must also have detected their breath, so Jun Qianxi did not show mercy to his subordinates.

It took a bit of strength to hit Hai Furong's palm, and only by hitting it really could Dongfang Shuai remove his vigilance, so as to save Hai Furong's life.

Soon after they left, Dongfang Shuai's figure appeared in the Styx Pavilion, and he looked at the person leaning against the wall, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes did not make any waves.

He didn't ask, and Hai Furong didn't mean to say, so she breathed a sigh of relief and got up against the wall and walked towards her room.

When she passed by Dongfang Shuai, she was blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and she fell to the ground again without noticing for a while.

Dongfang Shuai took a few steps forward, pinched her chin and lifted it, her eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and the two of them couldn't see the bottom.

"Who is it?"

This cold tone made Hai Furong shiver, and she half-lowered her eyes and didn't make a sound.

"Rong'er, you know my temper!"

The pain from her jaw made Hai Furong gasp, and her red lips trembled for a moment and murmured: "It's them, they're back!" ”

"Them?"

The strength in Dongfang Shuai's hand was undiminished, and the miserable white face with pear blossoms and rain in front of him was like a dead thing in his eyes.

As if thinking of something, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips: "Is this the master of this Stygian Pavilion?" What's it called? Jun what? What's the end? ”

Just as Jun Qianxi thought, in Dongfang Shuai's eyes, they didn't even have the qualifications to let him remember his name.

"Duanmu Ming, Jun Qianxi!"

Even though Hai Furong was already trembling in pain, she still insisted on saying these two names, and they couldn't be ignored by anyone.

The firmness in her eyes was very haode, and she gritted her teeth in pain, but she was thought to be hateful by Dongfang Shuai.

He let go of her jaw and stroked her face instead, chuckling in a low voice: "Rong'er, don't worry, I will help you get it back tenfold when they celebrate the festival with you!" ”

Hai Furong was not grateful, Dongfang Shuai said to help her get it back, at best, "it depends on the owner to beat the dog".

Those two people who were not even qualified for him to remember their names had broken into his territory while he was away, and of course he was going to break them to pieces.

At this moment, his communication jade card flickered, his consciousness swept away, and the arrogant voice made the smile on his face froze.

The next moment, the two pieces of soul jade in his spatial ring shattered in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual pressure on his body was instantly released.

Hai Furong was bounced out without accident, and directly hit the wall and fainted.

Dongfang Shuai's expression was extremely gloomy: "Duanmu Ming and Jun Qianxi, right?" Delusional grasshopper shaking the tree, waiting for the soul to fly away! ”

"Ahh

Jun Qianxi held the communication jade card in his hand and snorted and whispered: "This Dongfang Shuai won't be so unbearable, he actually cursed me behind his back!" ”