The white shadow is flickering, as if a fairy has fallen into the dust. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Yifeng looked at it fixedly, only to see a shadow in white clothes in the misty night, slim and elegant, she was wearing an ancient white dress, black hair like a waterfall, a cold face, carrying an ancient sword, leaving the world independent, a terrible sword intent, straight into the hearts of the people.

Looking at her, Zhang Yifeng's face slowly became solemn.

This strange woman is the strongest person he has met in the real world so far.

"Why are you in my way?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a frown.

"Huaxia Dragon God, kill you."

Cold temperament, cold voice, indifferent and cold, the voice fell, the ancient sword was unsheathed, the cold light suddenly rose silently, a sword light cold nineteen states, the shadow flew by, and the sword shadow was heavy.

A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky.

The dragon god made a move, releasing a terrifying coercion, her sword intent, firmly locked on Zhang Yifeng, giving Zhang Yifeng the illusion that there was nowhere to escape, her speed was also very fast, in the blink of an eye, it was not enough to describe, almost between lightning and flint, the ancient sword full of strange patterns had been pierced in Zhang Yifeng's heart.

Time stood still at this moment, Zhang Yifeng lowered his head in shock, looked at the ancient sword pierced in his heart, and looked up at this cold woman, this is Zhang Yifeng's close contact with this legendary guardian saint of China.

Looking at her, Zhang Yifeng suddenly thought of a person, a person who does not exist in reality, Xiaolongnu, they are so similar, until this moment, Zhang Yifeng can understand that the martial arts world in martial arts may have some exaggerated elements in it, but the ancient Chinese country with a long history of 5,000 years and civilization has always existed in the rivers and lakes, and there are many strange people.

"Good, this is the first time I've been hurt in the real world." Zhang Yifeng said softly, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and a layer of rough rock-like skin slowly appeared on his face, and the ancient sword blade that had pierced into Zhang Yifeng's skin was unexpectedly shocked.

The dragon god's face changed slightly, his toes were light, ethereal like a fairy, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Huaxia Dragon God!"

Seeing her disappear into the darkness in an instant, Zhang Yifeng faded his lithified skin, his eyes were unfathomable, and after a short confrontation, Zhang Yifeng's strength to the dragon god had already been touched, and the dragon god was placed in the wasteland world, and his comprehensive strength was comparable to that of a peak third-level evolutionary. Of course, if the evolutionary fights with the dragon god, it is estimated that the dragon god will suffer, because the evolver has special abilities, and the dragon god is just a pure martial artist!

"Huaxia is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

Zhang Yifeng exclaimed, then reached out and touched the position of his heart, and a bloodstain appeared on his finger, just now the dragon god's sword had broken his lithification ability, but the strength of the dragon god was still a little worse, just piercing the skin, even so, it was enough to shock Zhang Yifeng.

"There shouldn't be anyone to stop me from killing Huang Hongxing now."

Zhang Yifeng muttered to himself, and then disappeared into the night, without a trace.

Soon after he left, two figures slowly walked out, a man and a woman, the man was shrouded in black clothes, mysterious and weird, the woman's white clothes were better than snow, ethereal and dusty, it was Zhang Yifeng's old friend who had a relationship, the lonely soul of the mysterious agency Investigation Bureau, and the Huaxia Dragon God who had just met.

"How?"

"He's strong."

"Can you kill him?"

The dragon god pondered deeply, then slowly shook his head, "Unless my swordsmanship goes further, I won't even be able to break through his defenses." ”

"Isn't that like a dragon god can say?" The lonely soul smiled, but his face was extremely solemn, "It seems that we can't complete this mission, damn, where did such a monster come from, forget it, let's leave it to the boss to have a headache, Huang family, this time it was kicked to the iron plate." ”

The lonely soul laughed gloatingly and turned away.

"Zhang Yifeng, I will come to you again." The dragon god whispered, and the shadow flickered, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Imperial Hotel.

Zhang Yifeng came to the presidential suite where Huang Hongxing lived, but unfortunately it was empty, from the appearance of the Chinese dragon god, he knew that this trip would be in vain, he came here just to hold a fluke mentality, but unfortunately, the power of the big family is by no means easy for ordinary people to imagine, in just a few minutes, Huang Hongxing disappeared.

"You're cheap." Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, Zhang Yifeng said unhappily.

"Although there are some fly in the ointment, after this lesson, Huang Hongxing should be honest for a while, and when I settle the affairs of the wasteland world, I will come to have a good time with you."

In the early hours of the morning, there were very few pedestrians on the street, Zhang Yifeng was wearing a black windbreaker, and returned to Yinlan Dreamland, the moment he opened the door, he was stunned, the lights in the house were on, and Xia Mihe was sitting at the dining table, facing the door. The little hand rests on the chin, and the head keeps pointing down.

Poof

The little girl couldn't hold it anymore, and there was an intimate contact between her head and the table.

"Haha."

Zhang Yifeng watched it interestingly and couldn't help laughing.

"You're back?" Xia Mihe rubbed his smooth head, heard laughter, and quickly looked up, and when he saw Zhang Yifeng, his face showed a strong joy, and he trotted over, looking Zhang Yifeng up and down, as if to check if he was missing any parts.

"I'm fine, don't look at it." Zhang Yifeng said with a smile.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll go to sleep first, I'm so sleepy."

Xia Mihe yawned, turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhang Yifeng's eyes were quick, he grabbed her arm, and pulled her in front of him suddenly, Xia Mihe was stunned, and her snow-white little face turned red in an instant.

"You...... What are you doing? ”

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and rubbed it lightly on her head, listening to his gentle voice, the shyness in Xia Mihe's heart was replaced by something called happiness, nodded Mu Ran, and quickly shook his head.

"Don't do that next time, I'll be fine." Zhang Yifeng instructed.

"Oh."

"Let's go to sleep, we have class tomorrow."

"Oh." Xia Mihe turned around blankly.

"Wait a minute."

Xia Mihe turned around, and suddenly there was a warm lip on his forehead. Maybe it was subconsciously, Xia Mihe's stiff delicate body slowly softened, his hanging hands gently hugged Zhang Yifeng's waist, his starry eyes were slightly closed, and his little face was raised.

"So proactive?" Zhang Yifeng was surprised in his heart, his lips directly covered her small mouth, and just when his tongue was about to touch her ********, Zhang Yifeng let out a miserable scream.

He was bitten again.

"Big badass, big scoundrel."

Xia Mihe's face was flushed, she glared at Zhang Yifeng fiercely, turned around and ran into the room, leaning against the door, Xia Mihe's heart was beating hard, her face was hot, she didn't know what was going on just now, as if her brain was short-circuited, she did those shy things, and she died!

"Hey, I hurt Lao Tzu to death, it's obvious that you took the initiative, what's the matter with me."

Zhang Yifeng was about to cry aggrieved, man, it's so difficult.