"At least cut off its tail." Yan Ye hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes swept over Feng Jiutian, who was still angry, "Jiu'er, there is one more for you to solve." ”

Leona in the corner looked nervously at the two people, Feng Jiutian turned his head and looked at her fiercely, "Your man ran away, leaving you alone, do you still think your soul hooking technique is powerful?" ”

Leona's face became more and more ugly, her purpose was to be beaten rather than insulted, and nobility and dignity were her life. "You woman dare to say that."

She is a beautiful woman in everyone, and she has been cultivated as a saint since she was a child, and her literacy is excellent, so she naturally does not scold.

"You think God is great, then you still belittle yourself, make yourself like a prostitute, I don't think you should call you a water saint, it's almost enough to call you a water demon girl."

Leona was completely furious, and suddenly raised her hand, and countless splashes of water stirred up in the air, which gradually turned into a vortex and sprayed out.

This move was naturally easily resolved by Yan Yeming, only to see that his face did not change, his palm luck aura, and the cold qi came out, and the swaying water droplets immediately turned into a three-foot ice blade, attacking Leona instead.

Leona's face turned pale with fright, her long curly purple hair was held high on the wall, and her posture was extremely strange, in a large font, and her posture was charming, while the little face lost its color, nobility and elegance.

Looking at the two vicious people in front of her, Leona couldn't help it anymore and screamed. It was her only and last chance of survival.

Yan Ye's dark eyes were gloomy, and he picked up Anya, who was lying on the table, and took off a piece of clothing on her body to drape it for her.

Anya's eyes kept staring at the handsome fairy-like man in front of her, her heartbeat continued to accelerate, and her cold little face was dyed red.

It's a pity, she clearly knows that she doesn't have any thoughts about him anymore, she is no longer innocent, but he is so beautiful, so beautiful that she can't reach it. When he heard him call Miss Feng her Jiu'er, her heart no longer trembled a little, and she was completely dead.

In the end, she only had deep blessings left for them, she was saved by him again, and now the beauty hidden in his arms may be the best memory of her life.

Yan Yeming, thank you, you saved Anya when you were the most depressed, and when Anya felt that she was the most swelling, you covered up a haze for Anya.

Feng Jiutian was not calm, reached out and grabbed Leona's neck, and said through gritted teeth, "You woman is really cunning." He tore her off the wall without mercy, causing Leona to moan in pain.

It didn't take long for a trace of restlessness to be remembered outside the door, and Feng Jiutian and Yan Ye looked at each other for a while, and then rushed out together.

Sure enough, because Leoya's terrible cry attracted countless enemies, and at this moment it was blocking their only way.

"Bold, who are you, dare to blackmail the water saint." Roaring at them was a barefoot man, with thick eyebrows and big ears, and his face was not prominent, but Zhou's body was full of anger.

To his left stood a woman with long fire-colored hair draped over her chest like satin, her skin was better than snow, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her smart eyes were staring straight at Feng Jiutian, with surprise and joy in her eyes.

A series of purple-black mid-range skirts wrapped around the graceful figure, the chest was extremely exposed, Ying Ying could see the pair of lustrous twin peaks, and at the small earlobes, there were two small green snakes, dancing with her movements.

It's her? Feng Jiutian felt familiar inexplicably, the eyes looking at her were warm and soft, clear as water, but they could see infinite true feelings.

It is her, soft and moving, charming and dusty, known as the most beautiful woman in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm - Shui Luo'er, the saint of the Fire Clan.

The beauty is in the bones, and the charm comes out, and the green lotus is like a dream.

The heart is surging, how many years, they have not seen each other, what she never expected is that they actually met on such an occasion.

She moved her lips slightly, and she seemed to be saying to her, "It's dangerous here, you guys go quickly."

Suddenly, a pair of uninhibited eyes looked her up and down, and Feng Jiutian turned around.

The man had messy short black hair, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his thin lips were like a knife carving, and he was sweeping Feng Jiutian intentionally or unintentionally, more precisely, he was staring at Manzhu Sawa on her forehead.

She didn't feel the slightest bit of hostility from this man, but it made her a little uncomfortable that he stared at her so fiery and presumptuous.

Do they know each other? I searched my mind for memories of him, but they were blank.

"Miss Ben doesn't have time to talk to you, do you see, the water saintess is in my hands, you don't obediently retreat, otherwise I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, this beautiful and moving water saint will die." Her spoken language was ruffian, arrogant and untamed.

The man stared at her lovingly for a while, and the corners of his lips lifted, "Interesting, Shui Bo, what do you think?" ”

The barefoot man shouted, "Let her go, or I'll break you to pieces." ”

"Cut, you think I'm stupid, Miss Ben counts to three, if you don't retreat, then you're welcome." The slender hand was as sharp as a sword, and the slightest trace was against her chin, and she saw that there was already red blood on her fair skin.

Leoya's face was pale, and a pair of watery eyes looked at Shui Bo with affection, "Juntian, you hind your legs, otherwise this crazy woman will really kill me." ”

When did Juntian see Leoya showing such a fragile side, his heart immediately fluttered, if something happened to Leoya, then the Black Emperor would definitely be to blame.

"You all stand back, Fire Saintess, Huai Daxia, please give this god a face." Juntian gave them a respectful salute.

"Don't talk nonsense, Miss Ben's time is precious, don't hurry up and give way."

Juntian's face was dark, holding back his anger, Shui Luo'er just smiled faintly, charming and moving, and the man still looked at Feng Jiutian with interest, as if he was looking at a treasure.

Soon, the two sides gave way to an avenue, and Feng Jiutian looked at them vigilantly, his eyes like swords. All the way to the end of the ship.

"Girl, this god has done what you want, now, can you release the water saint?" Juntian still said good-naturedly, another face hidden in the black haze.

"Miss Ben didn't say that she was going to let her go, bye-bye, there will be no time in the future." As he spoke, he smiled proudly, pulled Yan Yeming and disappeared in front of them.

"Damn." Jun Tian Tie blushed with a handsome face and clenched his fists fiercely.

"Uncle Shui, how about leaving this matter to me? I'm sure I'll bring the Water Maiden back intact? A wicked smile tugged at the corner of his lips, and the woman's commanding appearance suddenly appeared in his mind. It's really different from ordinary women, and it's interesting.

"There's a hero of Lao Huai."

Shui Luo'er glanced at Liu Mei'er lightly, and looked at Huai Xuan, who was smiling with bad intentions, worriedly, "For the sake of the relationship between the two clans, Luo'er is also willing to serve you." ”

Huai Xuan's gaze was a little probing, and fell on Shui Luo'er, hooked his lips and smiled, "I don't know when the Fire Saintess, who has always been as quiet as water, will also take care of things?" ”

Shui Luo'er pursed her lips, and a warm smile rose at the corner of her mouth, "Luo'er just wants to be with Huai Shaoxia." ”

Huai Xuan's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he laughed, "That book is really a good fortune." ”

After Feng Jiutian and Yan Yeming sent Anya back to the palace all the way, they hurried to the deep passage of the elves.

The water is deep blue, the scarlet flowers of the quiet sea are beautiful, and the poignant sound of the horn pierces the sky, like crying.

Feng Jiutian's beautiful eyes narrowed, her breath was disordered, her heart was ecstatic, and she remembered in the twilight that this horn sound was the unique skill of Luo Xia'er, the saint daughter of the Fire Clan.

Fang Xin was surprised, listened carefully to the sound of the horn, and the rhythm changed rapidly, as if it was a battle on the battlefield. This...... Isn't this warning her of something?

After a slight pause, a lightning bolt suddenly struck the sky on her forehead, and she covered her head and hit the wall in pain.

The thunder roared, and it was very clear and powerful in the quiet and deep water, and the thunder came so quickly that he couldn't dodge it at all.

Only Yan Ye beside him could avoid it, and hugged the crumbling Feng Jiutian in his arms.

Looking warily ahead, a man with short flowing black hair and arrogance appeared in front of them.

"How's it going, woman, is Ben Shao's thunder comforting?" With a smug smile on his lips, as bright as the stars.

A woman behind her came in a hurry, her purple-black noble short skirt swaying, her fairy-like face showing a panicked look, and when she saw the woman with a painful face in Yan Yeming's arms, she was furious.

"Huai Xuan, this god will not allow you to harm Feng Jiutian." The voice is sweet, like a yellow warbler in the empty valley, like a jade.

"Joke, the fire attribute is just a piece of cake for Ben Shao, what? Fire Saintess wants to try it? ”

The woman was as calm as water, gentle as jade, and put the horn on her lips, "Huaixuan, don't forget, this god still has a horn in his hand." ”

Huai Xuan smiled coldly and played with the taste, "Ben Shao didn't expect that woman to have something to do with the Water Saintess. ”

The long arms were at a glance, and the black robe danced in the air, snatching the horn from the woman's hand before she was about to blow the horn.

The woman's eyes showed horror, and she took a few steps back, but Huai Xuan didn't want to let her go, so he grabbed the woman into his arms with a big hand, "Xiao Shui'er, have you forgotten about Ben Shao's affair with you?" ”

Shui Luo'er flashed a flash of light in front of her eyes, pushed Huai Xuan away, covered her sore head, and looked at Huai Xuan with watery eyes, "Huai Shaoxia, please respect yourself." ”

Huai Xuan was a little annoyed, "Sister Shui? Aren't you too old to remember? He was gambling, originally, from the gaze just now, he could see that that woman and her emotions were naturally inextricably linked. He was right, she was really important to her, so he lured her out to be alone.