Chapter 1222: Lottery, Lottery? 3
With this willpower alone, she is by no means comparable to ordinary people.
"Do you know why you survived?" Master Linghu's eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and he looked at Feng Wu fixedly, and his tone was light, as if he was chatting.
"Dare to ask the master, why do you want to kill me?"
Facing one of the most pinnacle powerhouses in the empire, Feng Wu was still neither humble nor arrogant, and his expression was indifferent.
Master Linghu couldn't help but glance at Feng Wu more, just this radiant bearing was extraordinary.
Such calmness and calmness reminded Master Linghu of a peerless young man.
"I've never done good deeds, so if I hurt you once, I'll help you once."
Master Linghu looked at Feng Wu fixedly: "You can ask for one thing now." ”
Feng Wu's heart moved!
If you are injured once, you can get a promise from Master Linghu? If so, wouldn't the people of the empire be so excited that they were boiling?
However, Feng Wu also knew that Master Linghu treated her differently, I was afraid that it was because of the origin of the colorful phoenix bird.
Feng Wu thought of Master Beauty, could it be ...... Master Linghu also has a relationship with Master Beauty?
Feng Wu was about to ask, when Master Linghu's words rang in her ears again:
"One question, too."
Feng Wu: "...... "Okay, it's still the star fragment that is the most important, as long as the beauty master wakes up, a hundred questions can be asked by the beauty master at that time."
Thinking of this, Feng Wu's clear eyes contained a wave of light, and he looked at Master Linghu with a straight face.
She spread out her palms, and there, a faint peach petal lay there.
Feng Wu stared at Master Linghu fixedly, word by word: "I want it, the second star fragment." ”
On Master Linghu's clear and cold face, the ink-dyed sword eyebrows rose, staring at Feng Wu with a smile and a deep meaning in his eyes.
There was a bit of amusement in his old man's voice: "Are you sure? ”
What kind of eyes is this? Feng Wu intuitively felt that there was a deep meaning in his old man's words, but she still fixed her head: "I'm sure!" ”
"It's a bit harder." Master Linghu's hands carved like white jade were casually boiling Quling tea, and the tea handle was regularly stirring the tea soup.
Feng Wu asked, "How is it difficult?" ”
Master Linghu shook his head: "This is not something you can do with your strength now, and wait for later." ”
How can you wait for later? This is only the second piece......
Feng Wu looked at Master Linghu with a pleading gaze: "What if I insist on requesting?" ”
Master Linghu's eyes were quite sympathetic: "Really? ”
Feng Wu Zhengse nodded, serious and serious: "Yes!" ”
"Even if it's life-threatening?"
"Even if it's life-threatening!"
"Even if, nine deaths?"
"Even if you die!" Feng Wu clenched his fists, and every word was said sonorously and powerfully!
Master Linghu shook his head helplessly: "Originally, for the sake of Caifeng Bird, I wanted to save you, but who knew that you were bent on death, or so-"
Master Linghu waved his hand, and a small turntable appeared on the low table.
Feng Wu was stunned when she saw it, what is it?
She took a closer look and saw that the turntable was divided into nine squares, each corresponding to a line of text.
Feng Wu looked towards the first grid, but saw that it was written: Assassinate the first master of the blood drop, Demon Tian!
What the?!
At that moment, Feng Wu almost jumped up from her position!
"This ......"
That's the number one master of blood drops, Demon God! Don't talk about her, whether Jun Linyuan can kill Motian or not!
What is this task? How can the difficulty be so high!