Gong Limo looked at Lan Xiyan's body flying out, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards her slowly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lan Xiyan lay on the ground, her little face was like a cat, and her black and bright hair drooped down, covering her face. Her snow-white robe was stained with blood, and she lay there motionless, her eyes closed and her face pale.

Slender fingers gently caressed her face, and a bloodthirsty killing intent flashed in her eyes, gradually moving towards her neck. He only needs to pinch it lightly, and she will die immediately, and there will never be her in this world again.

But...

The thin lips moved, a dark color flashed in her eyes, and the hand that was placed on her throat was slowly withdrawn, and then stroked her little face and stroked it gently.

Will this seat be reluctant to kill you? Gong Limo muttered to himself, and a bright red light gradually lingered in his palm.

This girl is a natural spiritual waste material, her origin is unknown, and her identity is a mystery. Although he doesn't have any spiritual power, he can do some weird kung fu.

And most importantly, she's a demon hunter, and they're natural rivals!

He stroked his forehead with both hands, and he seemed to feel a little headache. But he never believed in the doctrine of Destiny, Demon Hunter? It's interesting, with his charm, if this little girl is fascinated by him, I don't know what kind of situation it is.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but chuckle. Suddenly, waves of soft light flashed on him, completely enveloping his whole person, and when the light gradually dissipated, the original palace was gone, and there was a man in red standing there.

A head of silver hair is scattered, the clotted jade skin shines with a pearl-like white jade luster in the morning glow, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and there is a fiery red lightning mark at the center of the eyebrows. Like a proud and independent red plum in the snow, there is a shocking charm and enchantment. A pair of crimson eyes glow with blurry waves, sometimes deep as the sea, sometimes clear and transparent, charming and intoxicating.

The thin lips are slightly hooked, and there is a smile on the lips, and the whole person looks extremely lazy. A fiery red robe hunted in the breeze, with a faint pearl lingering, the tall and long body was very casual and half leaned on the trunk, and the white jade-like hand caressed Lan Xiyan's little face and stroked it gently.

A head of silver hair was scattered and flowed to the ground, indescribably charming.

"Little girl, call yourself an adult in front of this seat all day long, this seat is much bigger than you."

He stretched out his hand to help Lan Xiyan up from the ground, and gently brought his palm in front of her, and after a while, the blood stains on Lan Xiyan's face disappeared instantly, and his face was no longer so pale, with a little red in the white, his eyelashes were slightly curled, and his small mouth was gently closed, like a sleeping beauty, quiet and tranquil.

And at this time, Lan Xiyan's body suddenly emitted a faint golden halo, enveloping her in it. After a while, when the light dissipated, all the wounds on her body miraculously recovered.

His face also became red, a small face was as white as jade, and his lips were dyed a faint pink. It was as if she was sleeping quietly, and she couldn't tell that she had a fierce battle with someone else just now.

The man's face turned pale, and he looked at Lan Xiyan's change just now, and his face was shocked. The lightning sign at the center of his eyebrows flashed with a golden light, and then calmed down again.

At this time, the person in his arms suddenly moved and opened his eyes.