The soft palm swept from the tip of the spear, leaving a dazzling blood mark on the white skin.

The dripping bloodstains, along the palm of the monsoon smoke, dripped to the ground, blooming little by little, like clusters of blood-colored flowers.

Zhan Fei narrowed his eyes, and he actually had some thoughts about not being able to see through the monsoon smoke.

Su Lingjiao secretly sneered, thinking that Monsoon Smoke was stupid and killed herself.

"For the sake of you and my colleague World Destroyer, if you honestly hand over the Changqing Flower now, and then hand over this person named Yang Jian to me, I can spare you from dying." Zhan Fei opened his mouth coldly.

Monsoon said, "What if I don't? ”

"Disobedience to Princess Celestia's orders......"

"Die!"

Zhan Fei's deep voice carried a strong murderous aura.

Ling He and the others on the side were already covered in a cold sweat, Rao knew that they were invincible, but they were all ready, and before Zhan Fei made a move, they all rushed up to save Monsoon Smoke.

Gong Zhengyu's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes looked at the scene in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Oh? Then you can kill and see. "Monsoon smoke is not frightened, and the smile is still the same.

No one noticed that the clusters of blood-colored flowers dripping at her feet quietly sank into the hard marble floor, disappearing without a trace.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Zhan Fei snorted coldly, and the hand holding the gun suddenly pulled back, ready to give a fatal blow to this little girl who didn't know whether to live or die!

Almost at the same time, Monsoon Smoke's finger hanging at his side drew a circle out of thin air......

Correct!

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly crossed the two of them!

"Don't be rude!" A cold cry echoed through the hall with the appearance of the black shadow.

The slightly familiar voice made Zhan Fei's shot suddenly freeze in mid-air.

Monsoon Smoke looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in surprise.

It was a grim young man who looked to be about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in inky light armor and carrying a dark longbow on his back.

"Xuanwei?" Zhan Fei looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in shock, and an ominous premonition suddenly spread in his heart.

The black-clothed young man known as Xuanwei glanced at Zhan Fei indifferently, "In front of the national teacher, you dare to be so rude?" ”

Zhan Fei's hand holding the gun trembled suddenly.

Su Lingqi and Lei Min's hearts even rose to their throats in an instant.

Almost at the moment when the young man in black landed at the moment, the three of them turned their heads together, and suddenly saw a pure white figure standing at the entrance of the hall!

Without the slightest hesitation, the three of them immediately knelt on one knee, cold sweat oozing from their backs, and the sound of kneeling on the ground was crisp.

"Meet the National Teacher!"

A vibrato-sounding cry echoed through the hall.

Ji Fengyan raised his eyes slightly, looked at the pure white figure suspiciously, and his eyes trembled slightly in an instant.

It was a handsome and suffocating beautiful man, wearing a white robe, with golden silk thread piping, outlining the atmospheric but not luxurious clothes, and his dark hair was more eye-catching under the plain clothes, he just stood quietly in front of the door, but it seemed to press everything in the world, like the moon in the dark night, exuding a cold and elegant brilliance, which was ...... There is simply no way to look away.

National Teacher, Star Tower.

In the empire, the spiritual leader in the true sense is the emperor who sees him and allows him three points.