The horse's hooves kicked upward, the dust and smoke were everywhere, and the majestic man was burly and fierce, and his thick hands grasped the reins to control the fierce horse to leap up and pounce on the light song. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the strong horse, Qingge looks thin and slender.

Her face did not change, understated, covered with a thin layer of frost, expressionless, lazy, a little blood demon flower between her eyebrows, just like cinnabar, delicate as the morning sun, she indifferently provoked her eyes, and her eyes magnified the galloping horse in her eyes.

Lan Shengyan watched this scene playfully, without adding fuel and vinegar, and without wanting to help.

Xing Tuyu frowned, in her memory, Ye Qingge was not obedient, the fish and meat slaughtered on the chopping board, but why didn't Ye Qingge move? Don't make a move? Don't fight back?

No one knows, when the girl's white hair dances lightly, it seems that she is unmoved and let others slaughter, under the cover of the heavenly spirit, in the thunder nest, if there is no lightning suddenly released a dark cyan light.

The power of the spirit poured into the nest, and invisibly, the mind was constricted, but when he saw that the body of the horse that was about to crush Qingge into powder, it exploded, which was even more shocking than the five horses splitting the corpse with a thousand knives.

A blood mist was about to be sprinkled on Qingge's body, Qingge's eyes condensed, and the surrounding spiritual power formed a transparent barrier, isolating the broken blood mist of the fierce horse.

The man on the horse rolled to the ground, fortunately, his strength was not low, and when his head was planted on the ground, he suddenly pulled out a pitch-black big knife, plunged it into the ground, and then rolled over from the knife, and landed firmly behind the knife, and at the same time, pulled out the knife.

The man was fierce and vicious, his face was hideous, and he glared at him as if he were the enemy who killed his father, "Demon girl, what kind of witchcraft have you used?" ”

The light song eyes flashed almost invisibly-

Perhaps because of the dimensional space and ancestral inheritance, there are very few spiritual masters on the four-star continent, except for the Qingsha clan who have made a contract with Jialan Taizu, the only well-known spiritual master is the Tanglin past Tanglin Cod.

The spiritual master's heavenly thunder tribulation is terrifying.

What's more, generally speaking, people who have cultivated Reiki can no longer become a spiritual master, and spiritual masters have nothing to do with Reiki.

Qingge suddenly thought of the light yarn displacement, the woman who died sadly and fell in love with her beloved and wanted to kill.

It is said that after the light yarn was exiled into Jialan, his talent was much worse than that of Zhijun Ruoli and Bixi Shuang.

Qingge thought, maybe it's because she is a member of the Qingsha clan, a spiritual master, and she has no attainments in aura cultivation.

However, the miserable childhood made the light yarn exile want to escape from the light yarn clan, or maybe he didn't want to live in the light yarn clan to refine the aura pill until his life was exhausted, so the light yarn exile tried his best to escape from the light yarn clan, in Jialan, she was not talented, she was resentful, and by mistake learned that a certain treasure could turn the tide and increase her talent.

Misguided, she used her body as a bargaining chip in exchange for that treasure.

Later, she became a light-yarn exile who was highly respected by Garand, but she had no heart.

Therefore, when the burly man rode a fierce horse towards Qingge, Qingge had no aura around her, and there was no evil energy, she used her mind and spiritual power to crush a behemoth fierce horse, normal people would not think that she was a spiritual master, after all, this is impossible.

Qingge smiled lightly, and his slender phoenix eyes glanced at the burly man, but he didn't speak, and in the depths of those cold and thin eyes, there was a strong murderous aura.

Seeing that Qingge ignored himself like this, the burly man wanted to step forward with a big knife and make a move, remembering the scene where the mount burst into a blood mist before, but the man was scared.

But in front of so many people, it was difficult for him to ride a tiger, so he could only bite the bullet and do something to Qingge.

Also, there is still a Xue Ling'er watching next to him, he is attacking in a hurry, if he doesn't do it at this time, isn't he disloyal to Xue Ling'er?

At this moment, Jia Lan and the others seemed to unite in an instant, and when they saw that the burly man was about to make a move on Qingge, they all rushed to Qingge to form a towering wall that resisted damage.

Among them are Hongyi, Zhan Jieyu, and even Ji Qingfeng are inside.

Although Ji Qingfeng's bleeding wound was healed by the immortal flower, his nose and face were still swollen.

He glanced at the burly man coldly, turned his head to look at Xue Ling'er who was sitting on the fierce horse, and said: "Snow Lord, the night girl is the only apprentice of my Dean Jialan, although your Alchemy Mansion is rich and powerful, Jialan is not afraid, if the people of your Alchemy Mansion dare to hurt her at all, Jialan will never give up." ”

"You're threatening me?" Xue Ling'er's face sank.

"Don't dare to threaten, just talk about the facts." Ji Qingfeng bit the words clearly and said.

Xue Ling'er stared at Ji Qingfeng with cold eyes, for a long time, evoked a mocking smile, and said in a weird manner: "I went to Jialan once a few years ago, and I saw you once, I think you are the wild seed left by the wife of the innocent old man who eloped with others, right?" Let me ask you, in what capacity and in what capacity do you speak before me? The little wild seed raised by the son of a bitch dares to shout in front of me? Or do you think you can replace Garan? ”

"What a joke, when, is it going to get a wild seed to stand up and speak?" Xue Ling'er laughed rampantly.

touched the pain in the bottom of his heart, the scar was revealed alive, and Ji Qingfeng's face was white and blue, which was extremely ugly.

Under the cyan sleeves, the man's hands were clenched tightly, and the sharp nails were embedded in the flesh, as if blood was spreading between the fingers.

The seeds of hatred permeated the cold blood flowing in the limbs.

That's something Ji Qingfeng didn't want to mention in his life-

Bastard!

Ji Qingfeng pressed his eyes, the blue tendons on his forehead beat wildly, his shoulders trembled subconsciously, he was strong and indifferent, but the trembling body was telling his anger and excitement.

God knows how much he wants to pounce on Xue Ling'er and fight to the death, but he can't, he's just a wild seed, his father doesn't want him, his beloved girl is tortured by him to the point that he is no one or a ghost, his mother has a family of three, and there is no him in that family.

Ji Qingfeng is painful, and it is better to die or live.

Qingge looked at Ji Qingfeng's frantically trembling back, and his eyes were dark.

If Ji Qingfeng didn't speak for her, maybe, she would stand by and watch.

But now, she can't.

Qingge took a step forward, put his hand on Ji Qingfeng's shoulder, Ji Qingfeng was surprised, opened his swollen eyes, and saw Qingge as soon as he turned around, Qingge's face was frosty, and he looked at him coldly, and in an instant, his thrush eyes were crooked, and his smile was overflowing.

Qingge looked at Ji Qingfeng with a smile, and that smile was like a spring breeze that soothed Ji Qingfeng's anxiety and hatred in his heart.

Ji Qingfeng's dark heart seems to reflect a ray of sunlight, bright and sad.

Qingge walked towards Xue Ling'er, and Jialan's students subconsciously made a way for her.

Delicate body, powerful aura.

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