As soon as the Heavenly Demon Qin flipped over, a magic sound struck a man in red by the window.

Zheng!

The sound broke and a high-pitched phoenix roar intertwined, forming a wave of qi that violently spread out in all directions.

"People of the Feng Clan!"

Feng Zixi flashed in front of Feng Yu, and the magic qin in his hand was facing the man in red.

The man in red was about thirty years old, his expression was cold, and a phoenix tail pattern between his eyebrows was vivid.

"That is, if you know my clan, obediently tie up your hands and go back with me, and your life may be worry-free."

"I'm sorry, but I never give my life to anyone else."

Feng Zixi snorted coldly, she has never had a good impression of the people of the Feng clan.

In her previous life, she knew about the Feng Clan a hundred years later, but she couldn't imagine that she would see it so soon in this life.

"You're no match for me." The Feng man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Plus he is not enough." ”

"You can try."

Feng Zixi did not show weakness, her fingertips pressed on the strings, ready to pluck at any time.

Behind her, there was a thick yin qi slowly condensing, gathering more and more.

The atmosphere in the room was instantly solemn, the ice droplets outside the house had turned into snowflakes and fell, and the cold wind blew through the room, making a gurgling sound.

Feng Yu's body was tense, and the person opposite him felt like a high mountain.

And he is a mortal at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the top of the mountain, which makes his heart rise to worship and admiration.

What kind of cultivation is this person?

To make him feel this way, he is at least a third-order Purple Spirit Realm powerhouse.

At this time, he didn't even have the strength to speak, the spiritual power of his whole body was all locked by the other party, and as far as his eyes could see, he could clearly see beads of sweat on his sister's forehead.

What kind of cultivation is it that makes my sister so nervous and full of strength?

Even Dao's sister can't deal with it?

Just as Feng Yu was thinking wildly, suddenly, another terrifying coercion fell from the sky, and then, a voice came from the air, as cold as winter snow outside the house.

"Hmph, what a big dog guts, the deity has just been gone for two days, and another one is going to die?"

The figure flickered, and a black-clothed young man suddenly appeared in front of Feng Zixi.

It's just that as soon as he appeared, the face of the Feng clan man opposite changed greatly, and he turned around and fled.

"Want to go? It's late! ”

The young man slapped his palm, and the man of the Feng clan was in the middle of his vest.

I saw the man spurt out a mouthful of blood, looking at the void, a golden phoenix suddenly appeared in front of him, and the phoenix wings fanned, taking him up to the sky, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, you can run away pretty fast."

The young man was naturally Mu Yu, he laughed twice, touched his nose and walked back to the house.

"Lady, let's see what good things I have brought you."

The three souls rolled out of their sleeves, and all of them hung in the air, floating and motionless.

"Sixth Elder? Seven Elders? Nine Elders? Feng Zixi stared at the soul with a shocked expression: "You really killed them all?" Are they all fifth-order powerhouses? ”

"Kill and kill, what the lady ordered, how can there be any reason not to kill? It's just a fifth-order, what kind of strong man is he when he is captured? ”

Mu Yu smiled proudly, leaned closer to Jun Mei and raised his eyebrows, bumped her little waist and smiled: "I haven't seen you for three days, does the lady miss me?" ”

A faint aroma hit, it was a manly taste unique to Mu Yu, Feng Zixi's face darkened, this little unserious guy knows how to flirt with people.

"You still have the face to say?"

With a slap to open his paws, Feng Zixi snorted angrily, and with a wave of his hand, he put all three souls into the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

A fifth-order Yin Soul, this is a good thing.