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To tell the truth, Ruoyuan is really a good man, although occasionally he will do something stupid that makes people stunned, but overall he is still very reliable. He didn't talk much, but he didn't talk much, and more often than not, he did it quietly, unless she forced him to ask.

And he also dotes on her very much, whatever she says is what, with his noble status, think about it carefully, get along for most of the past half a month, it seems that she is the most arrogant when she directs her.

Although the time of knowing Ruoyuan is not long, Feng Qiao does not feel the slightest strangeness and strangeness. No matter how you look at it, how do you feel that it is pleasing to the eye, this kind of pleasing to the eye is completely different from when looking at other people, she will be heartbeat, shy, expectant, excited, and involuntarily close.

The godmother used to say that if a girl likes that boy, she must snatch him down as soon as possible, so as not to give others a chance to dig into the wall.

So, yes Ruoyuan・・・・・・

Feng Qiao pursed her lips, and stroked the silver sword pendant under her neckline, Ruoyuan was sleeping in retreat.

Anyway, let's wait until he wakes up.

The weather was cold, there was no one on the road, and Feng Qiao's body was like electricity, shooting into a collapsed ruin. The return of the Illusory Fire Phantom to its body was extremely simple, just a pounce, a silent body in the dark corner moved slightly, and a pair of sharp phoenix eyes suddenly opened.

Not far away, the small dark alley where Lu Songjian was hiding made a roaring crash sound from time to time, which stood out in the entire silent Cold Cloud City. Feng Qiao could already hear a faint commotion in the distance, and black shadows slowly appeared in those dead and silent places that she thought were empty.

Someone, a cultivator, hid deeply, relying on himself to open the valley without eating or drinking, and gathered the breath of his whole body and waited silently.

There were ghost puppets, human and beast forms, and when the "prey" disappeared, they were stupidly locked in a place where no one was, waiting for the next instruction from Lu Songma.

I don't know how long it has been, Cold Cloud City has been silent and broken by the battle between Long Ce and Lu Song, and these hidden things have finally come out again.

Feng Qiao got up and wanted to jump up and run back to help Long Ce, but in the next moment, she frowned, and suddenly thought of something more important.

In the past, Hanyun City had Chen Honglei a Tianming Realm, Zhuo Liu, the Yin family sisters and brothers, the Great Elder, Liufeng and Qin Huaiyan six Qingxu Realms. Now that Chen Honglei and Yin Yin Yin Ying have been killed by Ruoyuan, there should only be four of the stronger ones left in the city!

No, no, no, I have to add Long Ce and Lu Songjian.

Feng Qiao's footsteps turned, and he suddenly ran quickly in another direction.

――

An hour ago.

Cold Cloud City.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Zhuo Liu felt restless all day, he sat irritably behind the wide bookcase, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, but he couldn't read it at all.

The bamboo slips were turned over so loudly that Caracalla rattled that the cowhide braided rope that bound the bamboo strips was about to be worn off by his fingers.

"Smack!"

A crisp cracking sound exploded, Zhuo Liu raised his head suddenly, and the maid had already knelt down in a panic, lying on the ground trembling, whimpering and crying in a low voice, not daring to say a word of begging for mercy.

The teacup that was broken by mistake broke on the ground and sprinkled tea on the ground, seeing that Zhuo Liu's heart was angry, he immediately picked up an inkstone and smashed it.

"Rubbish!"

The maid slammed her head open, and blood gushed out on the shattered porcelain on the ground and melted into the scattered tea.

"Spare your life! Spare your life! ”

The maid finally became frightened, and slammed her head against the broken pieces of the teacup, as if she couldn't feel the wound on her head at all.

Zhuo Liu didn't even want to look at it in disgust, so he left the study directly with his sleeves brushed up: "Drag it down and throw it to those ghost puppets as food." ”

"Yes!"

A low and hoarse voice responded, and a figure quietly came out of the darkness in the corner, dragging the maidservant girl out.

The servant girl was still begging for mercy in despair, and the shouting made Zhuo Liu frown, feeling his anger, his subordinates didn't dare to delay any longer, and directly reached out to cover the servant's mouth, and the servant girl whined twice, and couldn't make any more sound.

Zhuo Liu had already left the house and walked into the courtyard, where he stood alone, independent in the cold wind.

I don't know how long it has been.

A figure slowly appeared at the door.

The man was dressed in a gray cloak, and he was short and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

A few strands of gray hair hung down from the hood of the cloak, and the old man's face looked more and more old under the reflection of the gray sky. He was on a dragon's head with a cane, and seemed to rely on it with all his strength.

Zhuo Liu sneered: "Old thing, you haven't died yet, it's a pity." ”

"You're still alive, how can I go first, the old man is still waiting to send you to be buried." The Great Elder said slowly, and the dragon's head crutch knocked on the ground, "Zhuo boy, you are still so vicious. ”

"That, you say? What is that, where is it worth bothering, dead is dead. That's what you came to me for? Zhuo Liu waved his hand impatiently.

The Great Elder sighed: "Cold Cloud City has been turned into this, don't you and Liufeng still stop?" It's really going to ruin this 10,000-year-old foundation. ”

He's really old.

The Great Elder rubbed the dragon head crutch in his hand and looked at the sky, that day somehow slowly dyed red, not a fire cloud, but blood red, which inexplicably made him feel uneasy.

Zhuo Liudao: "Then what do you think?" Great Elder Li Yanxi, you don't know who is guarding under the hell, right? I should have guessed badly when something happened from the abyss of Ice Hell, but unfortunately I couldn't believe it, after such a delay, the hell was ruined, and he came out. ”

"Chen Honglei must have died a long time ago, and Yin Yin Yin and Yin Ying will not survive, this is his warning."

The Great Elder listened to him quietly, and the old eyes hidden in the wrinkles were sharp lights that no one could see.

Zhuo Liu was frightened and afraid.

Although he won't admit it, he has long been full of fear of "that person".

The Great Elder spoke, "I never know, whose person are you?" The three who suppressed him were mainly Beihai, Ziwei Palace and Xitian. The Flowing Wind Kid was exiled by the Great Prince of the West Heaven at the instigation of the Emperor of the West Heaven, and Ling Han also came from the West Heaven, but she took the initiative to come over and monitor the Flowing Wind by the way. Chen Honglei and Yin Yin Yin also have their own masters, but you, I really can't see through it. ”

Zhuo Liu's heart jumped suddenly, and it was rare to almost lose control, and then he barely controlled his emotions, glaring at the Great Elder, his eyes were as vicious as a beast, flashing with a vicious and bloodthirsty light, "What do you mean!" ”

The Great Elder shook his head and said no more.

This made Zhuo Liu feel even more uneasy.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded in the distance, and the aftermath of the battle aura spread all the way to the City Lord's Mansion!

"What kind of person is it, dare to make trouble in Cold Cloud City now!" (To be continued.) )