Feng Qiqi's hand was a fiery red gauze robe, which was still emitting red light under this pouring rain.

The rain fell without dyeing his clothes, which made the rain around Feng Qiqi seem to have weakened a little.

"Feather Coat! You've cultivated a feather cloak at your age! Jing Ting couldn't help but exclaim.

Staring at Feng Qiqi's gaze, he returned to the judgment.

Such a phoenix with an unlimited future, since Jing Ting decided to make a move, he must kill her, and he must not leave her any chance.

If she is allowed to escape, no one knows what will happen.

Jing Ting couldn't control the vigorous killing intent in his heart, the colorful thin snake on the brocade robe slowly wriggled, and the black snake on his wrist also raised his head, swallowing the snake letter and looking at Feng Qiqi.

Feng Qiqi didn't answer Jing Ting's question, but gently touched the feather coat that exuded radiance.

"I all know that the Feng clan will cultivate a natal feather coat, and when I was five hundred years old, I cultivated this feather coat, and this is the second time I have used it."

Feng Qiqi's gaze was like a lover in love, as if it was about to drip out, and it was even more proud of himself.

"The first time, in order to prevent Zi Seventeen from falling into the gate of the Sixth Realm, and the second time, to take your life for the people of a city."

Jing Ting smiled and relaxed his body slightly: "What are you going to take my life for?" How can you control this feather coat when you have lost your spiritual power? ”

He showed a gloomy smile, and the corners of his mouth had a contemptuous arc: "If you don't have spiritual power, I will definitely not make a move on you with such a high talent, but it's a pity ......"

It's a pity, Jing Ting didn't say anything, what he regretted was that this proud phoenix was about to fall tonight.

……

The two people who were observing this scene in the dark had different thoughts, and their eyes all fell on one person and one clothes.

"Father! My little sister will die! She has lost her spiritual power now, even if she is an immortal body, how can she be the opponent of the Colorful Fire Devouring Python, not to mention that this Jing Ting is a demon that has been sealed for thousands of years! Feng San looked at the man next to him pleadingly, and secretly looked at Feng Qiqi's eyes with concern all the time.

Three days ago, she went out to relax, but she didn't expect to meet King Feng directly.

didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting, Feng San was taken away by King Feng like this.

However, she still hasn't guessed King Feng's thoughts, why she took her to observe Feng Qiqi.

It didn't look like looking at his daughter, who owed a lot, but like looking at the sharpness of the enemy of life and death.

Feng San had no doubt that if it weren't for the fear of causing turmoil in the world, King Feng might not hesitate to make a move and kill Feng Qiqi.

Tonight, when Feng Qiqi took out the feather coat, a light flashed in the eyes of the Feng King, who had been silent.

His gaze slowly fell on Feng San's body: "You have such a good relationship with this rebel girl, do you know that she has been refined into a feather cloak?" ”

Feng San paused for a moment and shook his head: "The little sister has never mentioned this matter to me, but father, the little sister has such a high talent, naturally she can't die easily!" ”

There was a sneer on the corner of King Feng's mouth, and he shook his head and glanced at this simple daughter: "You are so close to her, she is so secretive from you, do you really think she is a fuel-efficient lamp?" ”

Feng San was glanced at by King Feng, and the whole person shrank, but he still spoke for Feng Qiqi: "Little sister may have a hard time!" ”

"Hmph." In response to her, there was a sneer from King Feng. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Shangxian I Only Like Your Vest Claw Book House" for free for the first time.