Chapter 8: Instead of hurting around the corner, youkai is encountered
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In fact, this is just a miracle, the last divine consciousness left by the ancestor of the Qing family when he ascended.
Qing Yuxuan only felt a pain in his wrist, and his pulse was cut by the person who was drugged and hunted down, Qing Yuxuan didn't even have time to scream in pain, and the small courtyard that was still dilapidated and quiet just now became a quiet and quiet valley.
I couldn't help but breathe out, the air here was too dense, and she was a little drunk.
The person behind him let out a comfortable moan, and the low and hoarse voice seemed to be plucked from the strings, "I didn't expect that the ancestor of the Qing family still has a little strength, such a strong heaven and earth aura, although it is not as strong as that place, it is not bad." ”
Qing Yuxuan only felt that this person's speech was inconsistent, although his strength was gone, but his skills were still there, and with a quick rise and fall, he escaped from the confinement in that person's hands.
"What are you TMD! How dare you kidnap me? Do you dare to cut Lao Tzu's wrist? "In the past day, either being messed up by those stupid moths, or encountering such a thing with blood mold, Qing Yuxuan was very depressed, and couldn't help but scold out loud.
Rolling up the cumbersome sleeves to throw an ear scraper over, just about to act, but it was a wrist slam, the eyeballs almost didn't bulge, spat Xingzi, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "MD, isn't Lao Tzu dazzled?" ”
His eyes were red, and his wrists were still smooth and white, without the slightest scratch, as if he had just had a dream.
Qing Yuxuan's eyes were raised, and he saw that the dagger in the man's hand that was faintly flashing with cold light quietly slipped a drop of red blood, which turned out to be white, which showed that this dagger was also a good divine weapon.
"Uh-"
A painful groan came, and Qing Yuxuan's body stiffened, and when the bounty order was taken many times, those people were doing that thing, of course, this voice was not unfamiliar, and the man in front of him. Love.
Qing Yuxuan raised her head slowly and stiffly, and saw the person's gray-purple eyes at a glance, which were breathtakingly beautiful, cold and bright, like a mountain stream and a secluded spring, but the beauty was beautiful, but there was no emotion, like a pool of stagnant water, if it weren't for the fact that this person was still breathing, she might think that he was a dead person.
"Don't kill lightly?"
Qing Yuxuan hesitated, but still asked cautiously, if it was really that person, with her current state, with the strength he had just forcibly imprisoned him, she sadly found that the success rate of her escape from him was zero!
"Woman! You'd better pray that I die here today, if once my Feng Pavilion gets out alive, you will face endless pursuit! The man was delirious, and he didn't seem to hear what Qing Yuxuan was saying clearly, but he just held on to his breath and threatened himself.
"Feng Ge? Isn't he? Qing Yuxuan's upturned apricot eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked at the person called Feng Ge with a shocked face, whose silver hair was slowly dyed red, and even the gray-purple eyes were compressed to the limit, and they exploded violently, and suddenly they were full of bright red.
The already delicate facial features are even more stunning to the extreme, like a charm that stays in the world and sucks up a woman's beauty.
Rao is a well-informed new human in the twenty-first century, Qing Yuxuan still hasn't figured out what kind of breed this person in front of him is, the only thing that is a little conscious is that he is holding his neck firmly, for fear that he will fly over to suck blood as soon as he jumps over.