At the same time, in the hall of the Hehuan Sect~

A crimson figure suddenly clutched her chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

"I didn't expect the magic of this flying scythe to be so powerful!" The crimson figure felt a crimson silk handkerchief, wiped the blood stains on the side of his mouth, and a pair of seductive eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and then he dodged out of the main hall and went to another hill behind the main hall.

............。

"You go first, I'll be fine. Looking at the black wind whirlpool that they were surging, Chu Yuanyang did not hesitate to reach out and push away the wind and leave the song.

Feng Lige looked at the resolute and resolute beautiful face, and never let it go.

"Senior Brother Feng. Seeing Feng Lige flying towards Chu Yuanyang, Ruan Ziling hurriedly and anxiously stopped him.

Feng Lige didn't seem to hear it, and continued to rush towards Chu Yuanyang.

Although Ruan Ziling hated Chu Yuanyang in his heart, he loved Feng Lige very much, and now seeing Feng Lige going to die, where could he care about anything else, he quickly reached out and grabbed the hem of the purple shirt fluttering behind Feng Lige.

Feng Lige looked back indifferently, with an indissolvable coldness and sharpness in his eyes.

Although Ruan Ziling had some heart palpitations, she still pulled the hem of his clothes and spoke with difficulty to dissuade: "Senior Brother Feng, since Senior Sister Chu asked you to go first, there must be a way to deal with the Demon King, and if you stay here, not only will you not be able to help, but I am afraid that it will drag her down." ”

Feng Lige's knife-like gaze stayed on Ruan Ziling grabbing the hem of his clothes: "Let go." This voice seems to be the soul of hell, and there is no trace of ups and downs in the cold air.

Ruan Ziling's heart tightened, and her fingers trembled slightly, but she still refused to let go.

Feng Lige didn't want to entangle with her too much, so he gathered spirits in his hands, cut off the hem of his purple robe with his empty hands, and showed a gloomy color on his frosty face: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Ruan Ziling stiffly tightened her five knuckles, and the purple hem of her palm was crumpled by her.

Isn't it an example?

Why do you want to do this to me when I just grabbed a piece of your clothes?

Where's that slut?

What am I inferior to her?

Will you only look back at me as long as that slut disappears from this world forever?

Chu Yuanyang, who was in the whirlpool of the black wind, felt the resentful gaze on his back, and subconsciously turned around and crashed into a pair of scarlet eyes like beasts.

"Didn't you let you go?" At this time, Feng Lige was already standing side by side with her, and she couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

Feng Lige glanced sideways at her and sneered: "I am a man, how can I hide behind a woman and make a living?"

Chu Yuanyang was speechless for a while.

"It's better to try to persuade me than to think about how to escape. Without waiting for her to answer, Feng Lige spoke again.

Chu Yuanyang, who was completely choked at this time, couldn't say anything else, and finally had to sigh silently and fight against the Black Wind Vortex wholeheartedly.

The power of the Black Wind Vortex is very strong, if it weren't for Chu Yuanyang's Bi Fang, and Feng Lige was wearing a high-level defensive spirit weapon, I am afraid that it would have been stirred into pieces.

"Bi Fang, don't use your strength to fight with the flying sickle, we are already on the periphery of Python Mountain at the moment, and the flying sickle has made such a big move, which will inevitably attract other high monks, now what we have to do is to hold him back, and drag it for as long as we can." In the end, Chu Yuanyang still whispered what he wanted to say the most: "I don't want you to sleep unless it is necessary." ”

Bi Fang's heart is warm, it has always regarded Chu Yuanyang as a partner object, it chose her at the beginning, but it was with the intention of exploiting, and then several times to survive in death, tired of it falling into a deep sleep, it is naturally angry in its heart, even so, it has a heart with her, knowing that she has never had the intention of deliberately using it, therefore, it is not to give birth to resentment, now, I heard her say in person, 'I don't want it to sleep', saying that there is no trace of touch is false.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

At the meeting when she was communicating with Bi Fang, Ruan Ziling suddenly screamed in a heart-splitting voice.

Chu Yuanyang didn't think about it, and grabbed the purple figure that was sucked away by the black wind vortex with his bare hands.

The suction of the Black Wind Vortex is very strong, and if she lets go, then Feng Lige, who was caught in the Black Wind Vortex, is likely to be stirred to pieces.

At this time, Ruan Ziling also rushed up and grabbed Feng Lige's other arm.

"Let go!" his voice seemed to come out of his teeth, and his eyes fell on Ruan Ziling's hand that was holding his arm.

Chu Yuanyang thought that Feng Lige was saying this to her, tightened the wrist in his hand, and blurted out at the moment: "Don't let go, didn't I tell you, we came together, so naturally we want to go back together." ”

Feng Lige replied to her: "Naturally." ”

Before Chu Yuanyang could figure out why he was contrasting, Feng Lige had already broken free from Ruan Ziling's grip on him.

"Senior Brother Feng, even if you annoy Zi Ling, Zi Ling can't leave you alone. As he spoke, he stabilized his mind and approached the whirlpool again to grasp the robe of the wind and song.

At present, Ruan Ziling still has some use value for the flying sickle, so naturally she will not be killed.

Now she approached the whirlpool, the whirlpool was extremely gentle to her, although it was not without lethality, but it was obviously much better than Feng Lige's situation at the moment.

Chu Yuanyang looked at Ruan Ziling with a serious face with some surprise, I have to say that Ruan Ziling is absolutely sincere to Feng Lige no matter what her temperament is.

Even at a critical juncture, she refused to leave the song and ran away alone.

"A few fledgling boys, dare to confront this seat?" the scythe's voice carried a sense of contempt for everything.

Although he muttered in his heart, and was very puzzled, why a person who had only built a foundation and cultivated could not help her, but now he dragged one of them, so that trace of doubt was also thrown out of the clouds.

Now I just think about how to enjoy this feast beautifully if I catch the two of them for a while, and how much my magic will increase after enjoying the feast, the more I think about it, the happier I become.

The force of the black wind vortex was even stronger, and Feng Lige never wanted Ruan Ziling to get close to him, let alone touch hands and feet.

And Chu Yuanyang felt that his hands were getting weaker and weaker, and the wrists in his hands were sliding down bit by bit.

"Hold on, don't let go!" The two hands that were also white and flawless clasped tightly, Chu Yuanyang's hands were a little weak, but he still hoped that Feng Lige would not give up.

How much she hoped that Feng Lige would reject Ruan Ziling, disgust was small, life was big, but she had no position to order him to accept Ruan Ziling's help.

Ruan Ziling stood aside and was anxious, seeing Chu Yuanyang's hand and Feng Lige's hand slowly separate, her heart rose to her throat, a pair of seductive beautiful eyes rose up with mist, and finally her heart sank, and she raised her head and shouted in the air: "Feisickle, if you still want that thing, don't hurt him." ”

Hearing Ruan Ziling's threat, Fei Scythe smiled and said, "This seat has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and it has never been coerced by anyone. ”

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