Long Pianhong's face was slightly red, and said: "I have never hated her, I just didn't feel happy that she pretended to be a saint to seduce Ning Caichen, I don't know if this guy is still alive, if he is alive, I won't eat such jealousy in the future." "

If you lose it, you want to have it again, even if it is a little bit, Ning Caichen's sudden disappearance let Long Pianhong know that her heart has moved for that man.

Nangong Ruimo's beautiful face was filled with a kind of tenderness and charm, which was very moving, and said: "It seems that you really fell in, I believe that he must be alive, otherwise wouldn't he have lived up to your true feelings of Long Da Beauty?"

Long Pianhong bit her moist red lip and nodded in response: "I also believe that a good person does not live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, he is simply a bastard, how can he die so early?"

While the two were talking, the situation on the stage had changed.

A battle has been divided, the battle between Shura and Beixuan Huangtian, Shura won, Beixuan Huangtian was defeated, seriously injured, it can be seen that he is unwilling, he has done his best, but he is still defeated, at this moment he was excited and unconscious, Shura, this warrior representing the mysterious force, stood majestically on the battle platform, waiting for the next opponent.

And in another battle, Feng Wu's heart was in danger, his Tianmei Dance was completely controlled, and he had to rely on Yan Xiujue to support him, and he already had three sword wounds on his body, which made her true qi weaker and weaker, but she didn't admit defeat, and she couldn't admit defeat, because she knew very well that she lost, not herself, but on behalf of the entire Feng clan.

So she had to fight until the last moment, until the moment of death.

Being entangled like this by the wind dance, the empty boy was already very angry, and while striking with all his strength, the sword was like a sea, and he roared sharply: "You can't win, you definitely can't win, you're going to fail, your Feng clan is going to be wiped out-one"

The heavy attack, coupled with this kind of stimulating words, Feng Wuxin's mind has begun to lose her mind, and she can't afford the consequences of failure at all, this is the heavy responsibility of the Feng Clan, she is just a little woman, she is about to go crazy.

A slight miss, the arm has been hit by a sword, the pain made her sober, her body retreated, the white veil, has been stained with a wisp of blood, such as a red Caixia, so that she has a strange beauty, as long as you have seen the Tianmei dance she just danced, you will definitely be amazed by her beauty.

The sword was propped up on the ground, and with one foot on his knees, Wind Dance used his last breath to swing the last sword. She has no way out, and she never dies. Of course, the empty boy has already felt it, the fragrance of the first beauty of Guwu is drowned in his hands, this is an exciting and exciting thing, the person he can't get, he has to destroy her, since the sky is jealous, then let her return to dust, the earth is the earth, and return to heaven! This is the last sword, and the dance is both beautiful. Integrate the Tianmei dance with the Yan Xiu Jue. Just like the most beautiful nightingale, looking for a rainbow before death, the wind dance heart at this moment is so beautiful that people can't bear to look sideways, and even everyone in the audience knows that she has lost, and the consequences of not admitting defeat are only to die on the stage of the power struggle, there is no difference between men and women, and there is no pity for the jade.

Many people's hearts are boiling, but no one can help him, because this is the iron rule of Gu Wu, since he is standing on the stage, he must accept this iron rule, and no one can resist.

Even Long Pianhong spontaneously felt a kind of pity, although this woman was too thoughtful, but at this moment, it was still pitiful, seeing Feng Wuxin on the stage, the most empathetic was Nangong Ruimo, she and Feng Wuxin on the stage, in fact, many places are very similar, but she thinks that she is not as good as Feng Wuxin.

Because she just endured it, and then the family's arrangement of fate, but Feng Wuxin on the stage resisted and chose the path she wanted to take, even if she was broken, she never thought of bowing to fate.

"She is braver than us, she has the courage to pursue the brilliance of the moment before death, even if it is another hundred years, people will remember that there was once a beauty in the ancient martial arts world, and her beautiful face died in pursuit of her ideals with time, and her brave heart is always alive and distinct."

Patting Long Pianhong's somewhat excited hand, Nangong Ruimo said softly, although she also wanted to save Feng Wuxin, but she was powerless, at this moment, I am afraid that no one can save her, thousands of people, can only watch, watching a beautiful flower, withering.

The power of the last sword, all she had, had an effect, and a deep sword mark was drawn on the empty child's chest, and blood gushed out instantly.

But the empty boy's angry counterattack was a heavy punch, knocking Feng Wuxin's body away like a whack, and falling heavily on the edge of the ring, "poof", the person was still in the air, and a mouthful of blood had gushed out, like a rain of blood, and the entire stage was splashed with blood.

"Bang" fell to the ground, rolled a few times, but struggled to stand up, but several efforts failed, Feng Wuxin lay on her back to be cold in the ring, disappointed, like a knife to cut her heart, she can bear the pain of the body, but this pain is from the soul.

No one helped her, even if every man wanted to get her beauty, at this moment, she was defeated and worthless.

Injured and powerless heart, longing for a kind of love, a kind of warmth, a strong care, maybe only at this moment, Feng Wuxin really felt, only to truly understand, she is a woman, a woman who needs love, needs to rely on.

The fingers wiped on the sword marks on the chest, stained with blood, and then slowly sent it into the mouth, the empty boy was a little hideous at the moment, his steps walked towards the wind dance heart, and the indifferent voice sounded: "I said, you can't succeed, you are a slut, the biggest role is to surrender to this son's step, and be conquered by eternity to vent **." ”

Feng Wuxin's only exposed eyes shot out angry eyes, and the soft sword in her hand clenched again, slowly, slowly got up, at this moment, she didn't even seem to have the strength to stand.

"I haven't lost yet, I can fight again."

When she stood up again, when everyone saw her blood-stained body, many people were moved, but unfortunately, this kind of moving changed the ending of her defeat and death, this kind of covenant competition, tears can't solve any problems, power and interests have always been the most ruthless and indifferent things in the world.

Several high-ranking family heads on the stage are all indifferent, for them, failure is destined to be eliminated, this world is a man's world, since the women of the Feng clan want to compete for this kind of interest, they have to suffer this kind of failure, and no one will help them speak.

Feng Wuxin also knows that at this moment, she can't change this ending, but she wants to use her life to prove that the unyielding brave heart in her heart is the heart of the Feng clan.

Absolutely no one can underestimate the Feng Clan, absolutely nothing.

"She should admit defeat, she can't win at all, it's better to live than to die, maybe there will be a chance in the future." Long Pianhong whispered.

Nangong Ruimo shook her head and said: "If she loses, she loses everything, she can't have another chance, many people won't give her such a chance again, it's a gamble for her to come to power this time, but unfortunately, she lost." ”

Long Pianhong looked at the woman who couldn't even stand steadily, and she had admiration in her heart, she hoped that this woman would not die.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of the empty boy's mouth, and he seemed to be very happy, and he felt very happy about this kind of slowly raging a flower and feeling the beautiful withering. He was a little impatient. A figure, at this time, appeared on the stage, Ning Caichen appeared, it seemed that he had been standing there, but at the same time, almost everyone saw him, saw his handsome face, slender figure.

"Who is he?"

"He's finally back."

"Ah, Ning Caichen, this bastard, he's really back, Ruimo, he, he's really back."

Long Pianhong held her face, she couldn't hold back her tears, and soon her face was full of tears, she held Nangong Ruimo's hand tightly, no one knew how excited she was.

Nangong Ruimo was also a little excited, but she restrained herself, nodded and said, "Yes, he's back, this guy who likes to harm women is back." ”

At that moment, the corners of Nangong Ruimo's mouth also leaked a wisp of joy and worry, and his worried heart calmed down instantly, or in this world, he is the only one who can save Feng Wuxin, fortunately, he is finally here. Long Pianhong wiped her tears and said repeatedly: "This guy must have been tempted, otherwise why would he rush back at such a critical moment, and want to come to a hero to save the beauty, and a beauty to make a promise, hum, it's too old-fashioned." ”

But sometimes, it's just that old-fashioned, and it works.

"Who are you, quickly step down, this is the Covenant Competition, except for the players, no one is allowed to step into the ring for half a step, you dare to disobey the order!"

"Ning Caichen, you are Ning Caichen from the city, you really didn't die, it looks like you really have some doorways, I have to ask for advice, I'm Teng Sanke, you should know!"

The faces of several family masters changed slightly, and they didn't expect that at this critical moment, when the alliance leader was about to be born, Ning Caichen would come out.

"Ning Caichen!" The voice was very soft, but Ning Caichen heard it very clearly, Feng Wu screamed, seeing Ning Caichen, she had an inexplicable peace of mind, an inexplicable reliance.

Ning Caichen nodded and said, "It's me, I think you already knew it was me, right?"

While speaking, Ning Caichen held her hand and sent her a touch of aura, which was stronger than true qi and could quickly restore her physical strength.

"When Wudu meets again, I already know, because my aunt told me that you are the Holy Lord, and you are the Holy Lord of the world who was born by heaven, but I don't trust anyone, I only believe in myself, and I want to change the fate of the Feng clan by myself."

Ning Caichen said coldly: "But you have lost now, and you have lost completely, and there is no chance to start again, you can't afford this consequence." ”