"Silly girl, what are you crying about?" At first, Leng Feng was just sobbing, then he was crying, and in the end, it turned into a heart-rending cry, and the tragic cry was like a ghost of hell, causing people to palpitate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, listening to the ears of the White Emperor, he felt that it was very beautiful, but Rao was so, and he was reluctant to see the girl's red eyes. Stretching out his hand, his broad palm gently rubbed the girl's agile head, and comforted weakly.

"But, but...... You, you ......" Leng Feng stopped crying, let the tears break his pretty face again and again, stretched out his hand, and his slender fingers weakly pointed at the white emperor's chest, and finally, "Wow" cried again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......" over and over again, Leng Feng could only cry silently, crying silently.

Because, on the white emperor's broad and open-minded chest, at this moment, a gorgeous rose is blooming vigorously, and the original brocade robe that is white like snow will be dyed into layers of blood, especially the empty piece of the chest, everything has already been doomed!

Li Mengran smiled coldly, the hole in the White Emperor's chest was naturally his masterpiece, what he advocated was not a gentleman's covenant of equal strength, for him, he had always had to kill the other party by unscrupulous means.

Even if the White Emperor was confident that he could deal with Wang Mingyang's "Netherworld Divine Palm", he would definitely not be able to avoid his "Chaos Fist". Of course, thanks to the protection of the boy of the White Emperor for that girl, otherwise he may not be able to give him a heavy blow, so, fist into the heart, even if the White Emperor is a heaven and earth, I am afraid that there is no power to return to the sky, not to mention, he is just a lackey under Emperor Mu.

"Hey...... After your woman, now your most powerful subordinate, how, does it hurt? The corners of Wang Zhenhua's mouth sneered, but he still didn't forget to say sarcastically.

"Noise!" Emperor Mu said coldly, and his tone remained unchanged.

"Crazy ......" Xue Tong looked at Leng Feng with burning eyes, her eyes were astringent, and the bones and disappearing souls that were originally like falling apart seemed to gradually return to the cage at this moment, and return to ...... It felt like someone who had died once was being reborn.

This is...... Xue Hitomi looked stunned.

Colorful love of life and death! This is the gift that Meng Po drank when she first came to hell, but she didn't expect that at the critical moment, she could protect her veins and be reborn. Life and death, colorful love! Born of love, extinguished by resentment! This is the domineering of the colorful life and death relationship. It's not that it's immortal, but it's because of love, as long as this person has someone who can't be forgotten, he can't let go of his love. Colorful life and death, can protect her seven times without dying, so it seems that she has already died once under Wang Mingyang? If it weren't for the obsession with Leng Feng's worries, maybe she would really die......

Of course, this naturally consumed the power of a life and death colorful love, but all of this, Xue Tong also knew each other later.

Li Mengran approached the White Emperor with a cold smile, and even Wang Mingyang seemed to have forgotten the existence of the snow pupil at this moment, and the tiger walked slightly towards the White Emperor.

If the other party can be weakened at this moment, I am afraid that it will increase the chance of winning in this forced confession.

"Silly girl, don't cry......" The White Emperor looked at the two people who were attacking, and couldn't help but turn around, helplessly looking at the girl who was crying under his arm, maybe even the White Emperor didn't notice how warm and spoiled his words were at the moment, and how ambiguous his actions were.

"Don't cry, get up, you're too heavy, if you don't die, you'll be crushed to death!" The White Emperor hooked his lips, and his evil eyes jumped with a touch of banter.

This man! When Leng Feng heard this, his beautiful eyes were coquettish, he looked at the indifferent and evil smile of the White Emperor, the tip of his nose was sour, and he almost sobbed again, is this person made of iron? Her chest is ruined, and she can still laugh at her lightly with the wind at this moment? Or, he didn't care about death at all?

"No, I'm not up!" Leng Feng was clever, turned his eyes, held the sword in both hands, and pressed tightly in front of him, his bright eyes staring at the comer. It was a kind of resolute decision to break the net.

White Emperor Black Line...... Well, looking at Leng Feng as if he was holding a kitchen knife, although he was really moved, he hadn't fallen to the point of being protected by a weak woman. Let alone...... Every time this girl looked at him with pity, it made him feel like he was going to die.

Going to die? Is he going to die? The White Emperor was speechless, although the injury was a bit tragic, but ...... He may not have said it, his heart is not on the left...... So if he destroys his left chest, even if he destroys his left body, he can still be reborn, but it takes a lot of time.

"Silly girl...... Hurry up, otherwise, you still want to be a pair of bitter mandarin ducks with me? ......" The White Emperor smiled evilly, quietly attached to Leng Feng's ear, and muttered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and in the end, he still hooked his tongue slightly provocatively, **** Leng Feng's lovely earlobe, which made the girl's delicate body shock.

"You!" Leng Fengqiao's face flushed, let go of the long sword in his hand, raised his hand and slapped it, and threw it on the face of the White Emperor crisply, allowing the latter to cry out in pain, and walked away with a blushing face as if he had escaped.

Emperor Bai's disciple, did Li Mengran hurt him? No, it's just this guy who is planning to do what he wants, designing Li Mengran, and deceiving himself so many tears. As long as he thought of what he had just done, Leng Feng's face turned red, and by chance, his heart moved, and he let some complex emotions climb into his heart.

Looking at the white emperor who was left behind and powerless, whether it was Li Mengran or Wang Mingyang, they all smiled inexplicably, and the corners of their eyes rippled with a circle of sympathy, obviously, in their consciousness. Leng Feng at this moment is definitely a selfish woman.

"Colorful Wind Chimes!" Just when Wang Mingyang was only a foot away from the body of the White Emperor, a silver bell-like voice suddenly sounded from behind, and then he saw the glow behind him, and it spread out in an instant, the bell sounded, and the sound of the bell stirred Wang Mingyang's eardrums, and he almost lost his deafness.

"Ahh Wang Mingyang wailed in pain, he had long heard that the little princess of Nanyu, Qianling, was extremely talented, but he didn't expect it to be fused with Nanyu's fetish, the nine-colored wind chimes, but unfortunately, the fire has not arrived!

Wang Mingyang's expression was awe-inspiring, he breathed and held his breath, opened his hand and punched him, and walked towards Qianling.

"Ling'er!" Above the sky, the original flame dancing Qianfu looked suddenly cold, and the alarm bell in his heart was loud, his sister's ability, he knew, and his body flashed, and he wanted to rescue.

"Tsk...... Your opponent is me! Who knew that Lin Dongtian was pasted up like a dog's skin plaster, and he chased after Qianfu.

......The nine-colored wind chimes in Qianling's hand have the same level as the nine-fold ice palace tower in the hands of the snow pupil, but the slight difference is that the snow pupil is subdued and used for his own use, except for the lack of ability, there will be backlash when used, but the power is a must, however, Qianling is different, she is fused, and let the nine-colored wind chimes forge herself, and make progress together, although there is no backlash, but in a short time, it cannot exert its majestic power.

As soon as she met her, Qianling snorted, instantly lost her strength, and slipped down like a kite.

"Ling'er!" Qianfu's eyes were bloodshot, his hair was soaring to the sky, and his delicate and bright face suddenly swayed with a series of bitter killing intent!

Under the sky, everyone in Nanyu was cold, and their emperor was angry......

It seemed that he had thought of something, and the people of Nanyu shuddered without warning. (To be continued.) )