Feng Jinghua didn't feel relaxed at all, let alone safe.

The knife mountain has fallen, but the sea of fire is still burning vigorously, even if they go down the knife mountain, there is still a sea of fire in front of them, how happy is it

The others followed her, staring at the masked maniacs tightly, their weapons tighter.

These masked maniacs did not chase after the people at the military plane, but stopped, stood neatly, and stared at Feng Jinghua and them.

Behind the mask, their eyes do not have the emotions that normal people should have, treacherous, murderous, and if a child touches their eyes, they will definitely be scared to cry.

Feng Jinghua's gaze swept over their faces one by one, without the slightest evasion or retreat: "Who are you appearing here, and what do you want to achieve?"

No one answered.

But they suddenly stepped aside in unison, branching out in a way.

Then, out of the room came a black-robed masked man who was far above them.

When Feng Jinghua saw that person, the hand holding the dagger involuntarily spasmed, and his body trembled slightly.

Her eyes also changed at this moment, just like a sword out of the sheath was placed under the light, its sharpness and luster exploded several times longer, and the sword aura overflowed, faintly cutting the air.

She stared at the man without blinking, straight and sharp with no turning back.

"Ahh

They almost didn't dare to look directly at the man, and focused on Feng Jinghua, and then found Feng Jinghua's tense and slightly trembling body, and they were also shocked in their hearts: Could it be that she was afraid

Feng Jinghua's reaction looked like she was scared, but it wasn't.

She was just a little nervous, a little excited, and full of vigilance, because she felt the breath of a fierce enemy, even a mortal enemy.

It's the instinct of the strong.

Just as the tiger meets a lion and a bear for the first time, even if the two sides have never fought or touched each other before, the tiger can immediately judge that the other party is his fierce rival, or even a mortal enemy.

Feng Jinghua feels like this now. She has unconsciously raised herself to the strongest state of alert and combat.

The man was like a demon king out of the customs, taking an invincible step, and walked to a place a foot away in front of Feng Jinghua, not much taller than Feng Jinghua, but looked at Feng Jinghua with a condescending gaze.

Looking at each other, the sword that Feng Jinghua turned into almost had an urge to rush up and cut him down.

Natural predator: This is the conditioned reflex of a creature in the face of a natural predator.

"Feng Jinghua," the man suddenly spoke, a hoarse, gloomy voice came from behind the mask, revealing a creepy and piercing feeling, but it was not unpleasant at all, it was really weird, "If there is no seat today, you and that little ghost will definitely die, so you remember this seat, you persuade a great favor, when it should be paid back in the future, don't rely on the account." ”

Feng Jinghua didn't speak, still staring at his face without blinking.

The mask that stared at him, to be exact

Lifelike, imposing dragon head mask

Flying horns, crazy eyebrows, angry eyes, ring nose, arrogant beard, fangs slightly exposed, hideous but incomparably majestic, domineering, and full of force.

With the self-respecting and ruthless eyes behind the mask, this layered, finely made, and naturally colored dragon head mask is like a real and alive one, and the man wearing this mask is simply the embodiment of a dragon.

The embodiment of the evil Black Dragon King

Seeing that Feng Jinghua didn't speak, the man in the dragon head mask didn't take it to heart, his eyes crossed the faces of the other people around her, and his eyes showed contempt when he looked at the vulnerable kittens and dogs, and his tone was also full of contempt and arrogance: "A bunch of waste." ”

In fact, he didn't need to speak, just a look was enough to make everyone understand that he didn't take them in his eyes at all, but he still had to say such a sentence, which really made everyone angry.

However, everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

The dragon-headed masked man completely ignored everyone's anger, retracted his gaze, looked at Feng Jinghua again, and smiled ruefully: "Feng Jinghua, there will be a period later." ”

He was just about to turn around, when Feng Jinghua suddenly spoke: "Who are you?"

The dragon-headed masked man smiled grimly: "We will meet sooner or later, you will know sooner or later, why rush." ”

Feng Jinghua still stared at him: "You came to save me today, just to make me owe you a favor."

The man in the dragon head mask looked at him with a strange look: "This is one of them." The second is to teach a lesson. ”

Feng Jinghua was stunned for a long time before he said again: "How do you know what happened here?"

This man dared to wear such an arrogant dragon-shaped mask in broad daylight, dared to frantically kill Qiu Yexian's guards, and dared to call Qiu Yexian's name, what kind of Cheng dù did he drag wildly

Where did he get the confidence to dare to call out to the autumn night strings

Does he still want to be a real "dragon"?

The dragon head leaned forward slightly, and smiled again: "I know everything about you." ”

Feng Jinghua's eyes narrowed, his face changed slightly, and his gaze pierced the depths of his eyes, trying to see through the secret he was hiding behind the mask.

The dragon-headed masked man didn't plan to play with her anymore, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and turned around: "Don't die until the next meeting." ”

Feng Jinghua subconsciously stepped forward: "I didn't say it clearly, where are you going?"

The dragon head masked man didn't look back, but said coldly: "I hate disobedient people the most. Do you want to kill you right now?"

Feng Jinghua retracted the foot he had stepped out of and said not a word.

She knew that this man was not trying to scare her, she had managed to escape death, and there was no need to fight to the death now.

After the dragon head mask walked into the room, and he couldn't even see his back, those black-robed people wearing ordinary masks followed him and quickly disappeared.

The rest of Feng Jinghua and his party stared at the courtyard in front of them in a daze.

"Boss, let's go follow them and see who they are," said the surviving spies soon.

"It didn't work." Feng Jinghua shook his head, "The military aircraft department has dispatched so many people to watch and besiege here, but they have not found their existence and approach, which is enough to show that they have a perfect way to get out, we can't track them, in case it backfires and angers them, they may turn around and kill us." So, that's the end of this matter, you guys hurry up and clean up the scene. ”

Xie Xiao returned in a fiasco, maybe he would bring the army over when he turned around, they cleaned up the scene and left quickly.

After hearing this, everyone was silent, and they took the corpses of their companions separately, or supported the injured companions, and quietly and left the fragrant skin shop one by one under the command of Feng Jinghua.

After all his subordinates had evacuated, Feng Jinghua found that Yu Fanxiang, who was dressed as a man and masked with black gauze, was standing motionless in the backlight, her body stiff as wood, which was not normal at first glance.

"Fanxiang, what's wrong" she walked up to Yu Fanxiang and asked in a low voice.

Yu Fanxiang pulled off her veil, looked at her with a pale face, and said slowly: "I know him, the man wearing the dragon head mask."

Feng Jinghua immediately grabbed her wrist, and her heart beat faster with nervousness: "Who the hell is he?"

"I don't know who he is." After Yu Fanxiang finished speaking, she explained, "I have seen him before, but I have not seen his true face. ”