Spread your legs forward and prepare for the attack.

All around was quiet, except for the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and the moonlight shining with silver glow. Out of nowhere, there was a loud sound, and in an instant, countless green rays of light flashed from the darkness, and a thick murderous aura continued to emanate from the jungle.

Feng Jiutian was lying on a big tree, staring intently against that momentum.

"A bunch of rabble dare to come out and offer ugliness?" Yan Ye's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and he waved his sleeves disdainfully.

He looked down and glanced at the black dragon. "Lockscaled Dragon, let him see what you're capable of."

The Lock-Scale Dragon flicked its tail and jumped off Yan Yeming's body. Swimming towards the jungle, it disappeared in front of them.

After a long time, there were painful wails and heart-rending cries in the jungle

As soon as Feng Jiutian billiards head, he saw a clear and elegant figure in front of her, walking towards her in the broken moonlight.

Feng Jiutian's heart was shocked, and before he could take a step back, Yan Yeming stretched out his hand and held her high above.

"Let me go, put it on me, and hey where you're going." He was propped up with one hand above his head, and when he looked up, he could look up at the starry sky above his head.

"Hey, I'm calling you, are you deaf or have your head in water? I told you to let me down. After screaming frantically for a while, her throat became hoarse, and she couldn't help it, pulling her throat and screaming loudly.

"Woman, shut up the deity. If you want to die, just say it quickly. Yan Yeming's figure flickered, and he landed safely on the single-plank bridge.

Feng Jiutian looked down and almost frightened, they were on the edge of an extremely high cliff, the ravine between the two cliffs was extremely deep, and the one connecting the two sides was missing an extremely narrow piece of wood.

The white mist exudes a cold aura in the moonlight.

A woman's scream pierced the sky, Feng Jiutian was so frightened that his legs went weak, he directly softened his body and hugged Yan Yeming's shoulder.

"Let's go back, I'...... I'm afraid of heights. The big shining eyes were full of tears, and the white hands covered their eyes.

The tone of his voice trembled.

Yan Ye squinted at Feng Jiutian who was lying on her shoulder, and raised her eyebrows unconsciously.

"Woman, it's trouble, you take a good look at the back yourself." The clear, cold voice completely shattered all her hopes. I couldn't help but laugh at it. Unexpectedly, this woman is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is afraid of height.

"I don't care, I'm going back." Feng Jiutian grabbed Yan Yeming's clothes and shook them vigorously. Gritting his teeth tightly, he made a "creaking" sound.

At this time, Yan Yeming was already more than halfway through, and was about to continue walking, but Feng Jiutian grabbed the shirt on his chest, and stared at him fiercely with sharp eyes. "You're leaving, I'll tear you and tear your clothes."

The evil eyes were staring straight at her with a thick warning, and under the moonlight, those cold purple eyes were exceptionally clear, magnificent, deep, but also dangerous and mysterious.

Looking at each other, Feng Jiutian gradually became a little overwhelmed, and withdrew his gaze, "Then you, go faster." ”

Looking at that terrifying look, Feng Jiutian really believed that this man, if she was annoying him, he would probably kill her.

She couldn't take any chances, and in order to stay safe, she still held on to his shirt and didn't dare to let go.