Feng Yanxiao frowned, "Miss Ye, I am the emperor of Tian Cangguo......"

"I don't care who you are!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Qinglan interrupted him, "The King of Heaven Lao Tzu provoked me, and I will do it right, what are you." ”

After speaking, she glanced at a group of guards behind Feng Yanxiao, "Feng Yanxiao's life, today I am going to decide, if you don't want to die, hurry up!" ”

A ball of light had already gathered in her palm, which was aimed at Feng Yanxiao's position.

The group of guards swallowed their spit and glanced at Feng Yanxiao, who was already seriously injured.

Thinking of the sad back of the wind just now, their hearts were crossed, and they threw down their bows and arrows and ran away.

What Feng Yanxiao did, they all saw it in their eyes just now, Feng Zhimu did his best for Tian Cangguo, and was finally forced to death by him.

They can't afford to serve such kings.

lest one day, Feng Yanxiao be unhappy and kill them.

But looking at it now, whether Feng Yanxiao can go back is also a problem.

Looking at Ye Qinglan, a trace of fear appeared in Feng Yanxiao's eyes.

"Miss Ye, the death of Feng Zhimu is not intentional on purpose!" He spoke quibble.

The coldness on Ye Qinglan's body was even worse: "You are really shameless." I can see everything you have done clearly, and at this time, you are still shameless in your quibbles. ”

Feng Yanxiao's face turned pale and "......"

"I want you to bury them today!" Ye Qinglan raised his palm, and the ball of light was aimed at Feng Yanxiao.

"Qinglan!" Di Tianli suddenly reached out and grabbed her, dissolving the spiritual power in her palm.

Ye Qinglan complained to him in her heart because Emperor Tianli stopped her from coming down just now, and now she turned into anger.

"Di Tianli, what else do you want? You won't let me save it, and now I'm looking for this scumbag to bury them, and you still want to stop me. Are you having trouble with me? ”

Di Tianli was not angry at her questioning, but just sighed, and said helplessly, "Qinglan, Fengyan Xiao Yangshou is not over yet, you can't forcibly take his life." ”

Ye Qinglan was furious and roared angrily, "Then you want me to let him go?" Qianqian died in vain! ”

Di Tianli held her hand and smoothed her hair, "I didn't let you let him go." As long as you can spare him a life before noon tomorrow, I will not stop you from doing anything. ”

Ye Qinglan calmed down: "Tomorrow at noon?" ”

"Well, tomorrow afternoon!" Di Tianli nodded: "That's when his yang life is exhausted." ”

Ye Qinglan's eyes sank, she looked at Feng Yanxiao as if she was looking at a dead person.

She walked in step by step and looked at him condescendingly.

Feng Yanxiao was originally full of hope at the moment when Emperor Tianli stopped Ye Qinglan.

However, when he heard the latter words, his face was as dead as ashes.

Tomorrow afternoon?

Is he going to die!

Ye Qinglan looked at him with disdain and took out a fragrant pill.

She snorted coldly, "In order not to let you die, you actually want to waste my Soul Rejuvenation Pill." It's really not worth it. ”

Ye Qinglan didn't give Feng Yanxiao any chance, she forcibly stuffed him.

The Soul Returning Pill melted in his mouth, and Feng Yanxiao immediately felt that his body was slowly recovering.

Even the wounds are itching, and there is a tendency to grow new flesh.

Ye Qinglan pulled out the arrow on his chest at once, and snorted in pain.

Ye Qinglan tapped his acupoint, looked at him contemptuously, and held the arrow in his hand.

Suddenly, she slammed into Feng Yanxiao's shoulder.

"Ahhh Feng Yan screamed in pain.

Ye Qinglan pulled out the arrow, the blood on his shoulder was pouring out, and the bright yellow dragon robe on his body was instantly stained red with blood.

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