483, disgrace

At this time, the fog stepped in, "Huang Yu, he is the underworld, or is it better to stay away, what do you think?" ”

Before Huang Yu could speak, Ming Qi took over and lowered his eyes to look over: "Are you threatening Huang Yu?" ”

He was already cold, and his whole person had the effect of ice cubes, especially when he was expressionless on his handsome face at this time, and the corners of his mouth were flat, hiding his whole person in the shadow of leaves, there was a kind of coercion and fear that people had to surrender.

Standing in front of him, no one could stand the gaze of golden eyes. Although the fog couldn't see, he could feel the unfriendly gaze that fell on him.

Wu Wei pretended to be high, and "looked" at Ying Qi with a posture of not admitting defeat, and said, "I didn't threaten Huang Yu, I was just telling her a fact." You are the underworld, there is an irreversible threat to the gods, although you are not fake, but it is really more terrifying, who knows if you will be a yin person from behind, no one can say for sure, we must be careful. And this is a strange and dangerous place in the first place, we can protect ourselves, and it is really unnecessary to add another disaster to you, so it is the right thing to do to keep Phoenix Feather away from you. ”

The fog's words are sharp and mean, and he doesn't give face to Ying Qi at all. He has made it very clear that in this kind of place, there is no more of you, and no less of you, and you are still a time bomb here. It was our kind-hearted heart that took you in, don't be ashamed.

The hand in the sleeve of Shen Qi was already trembling, and the civet in the sleeve felt that the whole world was shaking and meowed in fright, but the face of Ying Qi was still expressionless.

Those who know him know that anger is not the time to be scary, but the most terrible time when he is expressionless.

Ying Qi smiled coldly, and behaved a little more generously in front of Huang Yu, "Heh, just a misty god, dare to decide the decision of the Divine Monarch?" You can't help but think too well of yourself, right? ”

Suddenly, he slammed into the action.

I don't know when I carried five pure black rings on my fingers, and the sharp spearheads on the rings shone with a cold light that pierced the wind.

The attack was sudden, and the fog's reaction was slightly sluggish in the case of blindness, and when he reacted, his waist bent down ninety degrees, which was able to dodge the merciless punch of Stygian.

The cold air blew above the ribbon, startling the broken hair on the forehead, and the attack came so fast that the fog seemed to stop beating even the heart.

The corners of Ming Qi's mouth hooked up a cold arc like a cold winter wind, and a mockery of contempt for the weak rose in his eyes.

The left hand hooked and smashed into the waist of the fog fiercely, leaving no strength at all, and it was completely dead.

Huang Yu's eyes have been staring at Shen Qi's movements, and the divine power in her hand is also ready at all times, as long as Shen Qi has the heart to kill the fog or the fog can't avoid his attack, she will save the fog at the first moment.

There's a reason why she doesn't stop it now, because she always feels that it's not the first time these two people have met, and it's ...... The two of them look too alike.

When Ming Qi's fist came, the fog was already on guard, flashing the cold incense in his wrist and scattering it towards the place where Ming Qi was. Shen Qi raised his hand to block it, and the sharp ring pierced the sachet, only to hear the sachet shatter, and the spices inside puffed towards him.

As soon as he raised his arm, the silver tip of the ring spun around his fingers, stirring the spices that were scattered in the sky, almost stirring the wind into it, and the spices were suddenly dispersed in the air, quickly burrowing into his nostrils.

Ming Qi hurriedly closed his eyes and closed his breath, but he still accidentally inhaled a little, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he looked at things a little spinning and shaking.

It is a high concentration of incense!

"Huang Yu, get out of the way!" The fog shouted at the uneasy Phoenix Feather in the gap. I saw Huang Yu standing under another camphor tree in the distance before I was relieved.

He knew that he couldn't defeat Shen Qi, so he mobilized eighty percent of his body's divine power to deal with it seriously at the beginning, even if he couldn't completely defeat Shen Qi, he wouldn't lose too badly.

He could now see Huang Yu's gaze, firm and convinced, which gave him enough confidence.

The movements in his hands are getting faster and faster, but it is very strange that Ming Qi has not used the Yin Qi, and it can be said that he is completely fighting with his fists and feet.

The fog jumped lightly, jumped behind the Ming Qi while she was hit by the fragrance, and landed steadily.

Shen Qi was a little more ruthless in his heart to curb his desire to be dizzy. The drug is so powerful that it only takes a little to bring down an adult man.

Why did this man carry drugs with him like a girl, could it be for ......

Thinking of this, Ming Qi's heart jumped, and a wave of anger jumped out of his chest.

If the fog really plotted against Huang Yu, then he would definitely kill him!

The fog quickly crouched down on the cushion when it landed, and raised his leg to sweep towards the calf of the Stygian. Ming Qi was prepared as early as the moment the fog landed, and as soon as he turned around, the black sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the black sword was picked up from the bottom up, and the fog retracted his legs, and at the same time turned his wrist, and used Huang Yu's fan to open the fast and ruthless black sword of Ming Qi, and stood up and continued to step backwards.

As soon as he came into contact with the black sword, the fog immediately noticed that the skill of the dark qi was profound, and the tiger's mouth holding the fan was shocked and numb, and this numbness continued until his elbow, making him almost unable to hold the fan.

Huang Yu watched silently from the sidelines and did not stop it. It's not that she can't stop it, but she can see that Shen Qi didn't use all her strength to attack the fog at all.

She has fought with Ming Qi, so she naturally knows how terrifying this man's power is, and it can even be described as destroying the world, so Ming Qi has never had the intention of killing.

If Ying Qi really wanted to kill the fog, it would not be the current situation a long time ago.

At this moment, the blade suddenly turned and swung towards the fog's neck, and Huang Yu's eyes lit up.

The fog was distracted and thinking about the numbness of his wrist, and when he saw the black sword galloping towards the top of his head with a killing force, he suddenly panicked a little, and waved his fan to block it in front of him. With a sword in one hand, he pressed it hard, pressing the fog to a meter behind.

At this time, the fan erupted with a violent light, and the artifact would naturally have a defensive reaction after encountering the underworld.

The black sword is a dark weapon handed down from ancient times by the royal family of the underworld, and it is very powerful, but it has the power to open the world, and the general artifact is like an egg meeting a stone in front of it, and there is no possibility of survival.

But this fan is different, at this time, the fan of the Divine Monarch, to be exact, is the fan of the Phoenix Feather. The black sword recognizes the owner, and it also has a mind, it can understand the owner's mood and thoughts, for example, now, the master doesn't want to attack this fan, so it won't use the dark qi to really fight against the fan. When the divine power is magnified, it is only a symbolic flash of spiritual energy.

As if he knew the idea of the black sword, the blue light of divine power only appeared for a moment, and then slowly faded.

Shen Qi looked up and smiled at Huang Yu. Then he turned his wrist and stabbed at the horizontal sword in the lower abdomen of the fog.

His speed was too fast, and the fog couldn't be much at all, with the idea of dying together, the fog reached out and grabbed Mingqi's neck fiercely, but the next moment he was slammed to the ground.

Compared with speed, he can't compare to Shen Qi.

Compared to hand-to-hand fighting, he is even less than Shen Qi.

The calloused palm pressed against his face, pressing half of his face into the dirty mud, crouching down and pressing him with one hand, the black sword stuck in his ear.

Ming Qi's gaze was cold and talkative, as if he could see through everything, and in the heart of the mist, anyone would feel suffocated under this gaze. He was above with a victorious attitude, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth,

Fog struggled for a moment, and the answer was that his hair was pulled up, and he returned to the mire with a "bang".

"The weak." Ying Qi stated coldly, looking at the fog with a look of contempt for the people below who were ants, without leaving a trace of mercy, and telling him word by word in front of Huang Yu: "Recognize your own position, you are just a little fog god, you can never compare to a person who was born to stand on the top of the mountain, even if you cultivate for another thousand years, it is not enough." Moreover, the princess has been a king since ancient times, and you, not even the servants around the princess, don't think that you are the prince by the side of Huang Yu. Don't let me say these words a third time. ”

There was a cruel glint in his gaze, which made people shudder and fear, but they were convinced of him.

"Mingqi, you wait!" The fog still struggled not to admit defeat, but was pressed to death by the man's hand, and he couldn't break free.

Ming Qi's words are all said on his face, identity, status, will always be an unbridgeable gap between him and Huang Yu.

Losing face in front of the woman he loves is a big insult in his life!

He couldn't see Huang Yu's expression, but he could definitely imagine how disappointed she was. He didn't want to disappoint her, and now he didn't even dare to look into Huang Yu's eyes.

Huang Yu sighed.

"Are you done?" Huang Yu looked up at the dark blue sky and said with some uneasiness, "Get up when you're done and continue to find your way." ”

Ming Qi was as good as a stream, immediately let go of the fog, and clapped his hands, "After beating Huang Yu, it will be fine immediately." He has already thrown in the towel. ”

The ring on his hand retracted the sharp thorns, leaving only a thin circle to protect his fingers, and Huang Yu glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

Looking at it any further, the fog couldn't lift its head even more.

"Huang Yu ......" Wu stood up, cleaned up the mud, and stood beside Huang Yu. I've disgraced you. ”

Huang Yu gave him a reassuring look, "It's okay, it's just a discussion, victory and defeat are common." ”

The corners of Mist's mouth twitched.

Huang Yu patted him on the shoulder, stopped talking about it, and raised his hand to appear a flash of divine light.

"Go ahead." She called.

The divine light seemed to float slowly and leisurely, but it was not actually drifting slowly, and soon reached the top of the camphor tree, sweeping away the layers of leaves that covered the sky, revealing the sky outside the forest that had not appeared for a long time.

Now there is no ray of sunlight in the sky, and it has completely turned into a lifeless gray, and there are some dark blue gaps between the clouds, like a "sky within a sky". Wandering white clouds loomed in the gray sky, as if the last glimmer of hope had disappeared in front of us.

The sky is darkest when the moon is about to come out. The darkness before dawn is hope, but the darkness before night makes people feel hopeless. It's like a dark abyss gradually enveloping the whole world, and the shadows of the trees reflected are becoming more and more eerie every minute. The summer breath is desperate, and the crickets are poignant.

"This illusion is a little different from what you usually see." Huang Yu said.

"yes, I found out too." Ming Qi stood beside Huang Yu, deliberately not leaving a gap for the two of them to get into, "This illusion is not only something that has never been seen before, but time really passes. The sun rises and sets, the flowers bloom and fail, everything is too real. If it's really an illusion, the power of the ghost fetus ...... Not estimable. ”