A plush head poked out of the phoenix in the morning light and looked at him with a smile.

How long has it been since they've seen each other?

Shen Run couldn't remember it anymore.

It was probably a long time, but when they met again, they didn't feel strange to each other at all, as if the period from separation to goodbye didn't exist for each other.

"It's snowy." Chenguang spoke to him, her voice sweet and soft, like the most delicious sweet cake, "What a coincidence, it also snowed like this when I first came to Qi'an. ”

Shen Run looked at her.

At such a time, they actually thought of the same thing.

Next, Chenguang still looked at him, she curled her pink lips like peach blossoms, and smiled:

"Xiao Run, you lost."

It's like death announcing death.

Shen Run's heart was not as calm as his expression, and Chenguang's sweet declaration was the sharpest and coldest knife, which slashed through his heart while shattering all his self-esteem and pride.

Compared with being the king of the dead country under the city, what made Shen Run even more unwilling was that he lost to Chenguang. The embarrassment and embarrassment were enough to engulf him, and his face was extremely ugly, a color paler than snow.

"Surrender, the end is decided, and you can't reverse it, so why bother to make useless resistance and shed blood in vain? You're not someone you can't afford to lose. Or can't you afford to lose? She looked at him with innocent eyes, and she asked him word by word, and the last sentence seemed extremely malicious to the people of Longxi Kingdom.

"You planned to invade Longxi Kingdom from the beginning, what I said is not wrong, right?" Shen Run finally opened his mouth, he asked her, it was not a question, he had already guessed the answer, he just wanted to hear her answer in person, so that he could really see her past hypocrisy.

"That's right." Chenguang answered him with a smile, and answered crisply, without even the slightest hesitation.

Her answer seemed to cut off something in his heart, and he didn't know what it was, but he knew that at that moment, all the negative emotions, the hatred, anger, and disgust that had been calmly pressed on the surface and calmly pressed in his heart were like a storm spring that had been opened, and every vein in his body clicked with burning anger.

"Slut." He looked at her and said.

Chenguang smiled slightly.

"Xiao Run, I'm going to be angry if you say that. I just did what you wanted to do, except I succeeded and you failed. Becoming a king or defeating a king, of course, if I lose, I won't call you a 'slut', I always thought that you would understand my approach very well, because when you sent troops to attack the Feng Ming Kingdom, you also hoped that I could understand your approach, didn't you? She asked him softly, with a voice as sweet as honey, and a childlike pure and innocent expression.

This passage of hers made Shen Run more embarrassed than any of the previous sentences, her words were like stripping him naked in public, and she forced him to show his most embarrassing side naked in front of the public.

The rage had burned him through.

He looked at her coldly, his eyes were like knives, cold to the bone.

Chenguang didn't care, she was still soft and glutinous, because the weather was cold, she shrunk into a ball, looked at him pitifully, and said in a pleading tone:

"It's so cold, Xiao Run, you just surrender, if you hesitate any longer, I'll freeze!"

With a bang, her pleas seemed to mock, as if teasing, cutting off the string of reason in Shen Run's mind that was taut to the limit, and the violent aura condensed into substance in an instant, and the amber eyes jumped violently with violent fire.

In the sky, the clouds were thick and the snow was shaky.

Shocking mystical power surged out from his body, like rumbling thunder. This is the first time that Emperor Long Xi has shown his full strength in front of people, and the reason why the imperial family is a royal family is because they have a talent that others cannot match and a noble and powerful bloodline, which determines the strength of the people of the imperial family. The Emperor is the most powerful warrior in a country, and it is well known, if he rarely shows his strength.

However, the strong are equally equal to the strong.

The people of the Longxi Kingdom had never known that their Majesty was actually the strongest of the strong, so when the Xuan Li on Shen Run's body, which symbolized the fifth-level martial saint, rushed out, the knees of the people present began to weaken because of the powerful coercion, and even the soldiers of the Feng Netherworld were looking at him with shocked eyes.

Shen Run stood on the high city tower, the air flow around him was fierce, his long hair was flying, and a faint light was flickering on his skin, covering him with a touch of color. He was already picturesque, but because of that bright color, it became clearer and clearer. He pursed his lips lightly, his figure blended into the gloomy sky shadow, the silhouette was lonely, and at that moment people seemed to see a thick shadow from his body, and the clear white of that body was gradually dyed black.

The morning light looked at him, the wind and snow blew on his body, and he had always pretended to be a gentle and elegant person, and finally burst out of the darkness in his heart at this moment.

There were ripples in the big eyes, as if they were smiling all the time, crooked, more beautiful and lovely than the bright crescent moon in the night sky. In the eyes of the morning light, there is a shiny flow, as if a thousand kinds of glass light have been gathered. Suddenly, under her eyes, a red light flashed, and a thick Xuanli flourished, covering her pale skin with a red light. The cold and bright luster sets off her more and more charming, enchanting, blooming, beautiful and moving.

Si Chen suddenly jumped up, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and when he jumped to the level of the city tower, he only swung a palm at Shen Run in mid-air, his palm was glowing with scarlet luster, and the powerful Xuan Power was like a storm spring gushing!

Shen Run saw her blood-red eyes, even if he decided to fight her to the death first, but when those eyes as beautiful as rubies came into view, he still had a moment of trance.

He turned over sensitively to dodge, but the corner of his snow-white clothes was pierced by a sharp palm wind.

Shen Run frowned.

After a breath, the next move came, mercilessly, without the slightest hesitation, as if it was going to put him to death as ruthless and ruthless.

Seeing this, Shen Run's anger in his heart increased, and he also exerted all his strength.

This time, both of them were in earnest.

Si Chen doesn't need to plan every change in his mind, all kinds of alternating between virtual and real are completely based on instinct, and there is no time to think at all, so she is the most deadly.

Shen Run coped with it easily, he didn't know that Si Chen's Xuanli was like a monster on the first day, since he was willing to fight her, he had confidence in himself.

In an instant, hundreds of moves were faced, and when the palms with all their strength converged in the air, two strong mystical forces were entwined together, colliding with each other, and the vibrating aura formed a substance, spreading out circle after circle.

The wind was fierce, the snow flakes were flying, and there was a rumbling sound under the feet, and the bricks on the castle tower were affected by the fluctuations and began to crack in pieces.

The two armies were shocked.