Murong Chen moved, got up from his seat like lightning, and came to Feng He's side in a moment, stretched out his hand and smashed it at him. At that time, Feng He didn't seem to have the slightest dullness just now, and immediately retreated.

At this time, Feng He was already standing next to the wall, so he was bound to hit the wall, who would have thought that he was as flexible as a monkey, his body climbed up, and he turned over and landed behind Murong Chen. Surprisingly, although this action is like flowing water, there is no sign of using internal force at all.

But according to Ye Qianmo's understanding, as long as martial arts are used in this time and space, there must be internal force to urge, which is like the relationship between gasoline and airplanes. But this person can rely on the flexibility of his body to complete this action, this is the second time Ye Qianmo has met such a person.

Yes, this is not the first time, the first time is the wolf tooth, the child who followed Jing Yixuan, the child who was like a wild wolf.

Murong Chen missed the blow, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, but when he saw Feng He still walking towards Ye Qianmo, the fire suddenly 'rubbed' out, and there was a spark in his eyes.

But the more annoyed this guy is, the more happy and evil he laughs on his face.

The corners of Murong Chen's mouth were slightly raised, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his iconic peach blossom eyes were even more brilliant, leaning lazily against the wall, "I don't know what Your Excellency wants to do?" Presumably the real Wind Lotus girl has been killed by you, since she has already come, don't you dare to show the world her true face? He paused, a faint blue flashed in his eyes, his chin was slightly raised, and his voice had an unconcealable charm, "However, this palace admires Your Excellency very much, Your Excellency deigns to be a woman, and you are still so ...... Lovely"

The weather is like a child's temper, it will change, just now it is still a warm sun, the next moment the wind rises, the vine trees that have been dedicated to the whole autumn have long since dried up and dried up, where they can withstand the ravages of the cold wind, and the ravages are clattering, swaying the thin body. The shadow fell on the window of Baihualou, and from the inside, it looked like a shriveled corpse, indescribably weird.

Of course, a few people in the room also noticed this sudden change in weather, but Ye Qianmo was too lazy to pay attention to it, Murong Chen was staring closely at the demon who didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, and the remaining other girl was even more busy with her feet on the ground, busy repairing another half-dead medicine man.

Hearing this, Feng He still didn't speak, just stared at Ye Qianmo tightly, as if he was about to rush towards her in the next moment.

Ye Qianmo and Murong Chen glanced at each other, and said with a smile, "Your Excellency is waiting for us on purpose, I don't know what to do with us?" ”

This was the first time Ye Qianmo spoke to him, but he gave her a lot of face, as soon as her words fell, a hoarse and rough voice sounded in the room, "Your Royal Highness Princess, your faithful servant has been waiting for your return, and has always been proud of you, may your light shine in every corner, and welcome you back to your place." ”

The man half-crouched down, his hands crossed in front of him, his head slightly lowered, as if he was doing a sacrosanct sacrifice, solemn and holy, but with his voice that did not want to be proportionate to his appearance, there was a creepy trembling feeling.

Qing Yao also stopped the movements in her hands, her whole body tensed, and her eyes looked at him vigilantly.

The man was still half-crouching, and his mouth uttered a string of inaudible words, like an ancient incantation, mysterious and ...... Heavy, seductive.

Qing Yao's eyes that had been staring at him gradually drifted away, her movements slowly became stiff, and she walked towards him slowly unconsciously, as if a saint had met faith and piety.

Ye Qianmo and Murong Chen also discovered this strange imagination, and they both settled down, going back and forth to their uneasy thoughts. Ye Qianmo Yan Mingming quickly grabbed Qing Yao who passed by him, shook his body violently, and called her name urgently.

But Qing Yao seemed to have fallen into a dream, deaf to her, as if she hated the obstacles that stood in her way, and raised her arm like Ye Qianmo slashing it, Ye Qianmo was startled and avoided it, but she didn't dare to relax her body at all.

However, Qing Yao, who had fallen into a certain realm, had amazing strength, and her body had also undergone some kind of transformation, and Ye Qianmo's several points were useless, which made her even more crazy. Ye Qianmo hugged her with all her strength and looked in the direction of the fake wind lotus.

There are still words in the mouth of the fake wind lotus.

"Murong Chen, stop him, don't let him read it anymore!"

Murong Chen also knew the urgency of the situation, and took out a sword out of nowhere, the sword body flashed with sharp light, and there was a red color in the circulation, so he flew towards the fake wind lotus.

Unexpectedly, the sword body stabbed into his body effortlessly, and the fake wind lotus collapsed to the ground, with bloodshot at the corners of his mouth.

Qing Yao, who was tightly clamped in her arms by Ye Qianmo, immediately stopped struggling, her eyes slowly became attentive, and her body relaxed, "Sister Qianmo, why are you hugging me?" She rubbed her forehead and asked rather curiously, isn't His Highness jealous? She looked in Murong Chen's direction, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Qing Yao only felt something was wrong at this time, and also looked in the direction he was staring into, there was a person lying on the ground who had been pierced by His Highness's blood-drinking sword, and blood was flowing out of his chest, and this kung fu stained his surroundings.

"Your Highness, why is he still bleeding?!" Qing Yao exclaimed. The Blood Drinking Sword will suck the blood in the host's body, and the more it is sucked, the more obvious the red of the sword body will be, and when the entire sword body turns red, he is a real sword with its own sword soul.

Ye Qianmo let go of Qing Yao, who was still pondering, and was about to walk towards the man on the ground, but his sleeve was pulled, "Sister Qianmo, let's go together." As he spoke, he took a few steps forward as she walked forward.

Ye Qianmo hurriedly followed, and the reaction that shook lightly just now ......

Murong Chen also put away the smile on his face, frowning and staring at the fake wind lotus on the ground, "You are from Nanyan." ”

However, the man on the ground always looked in the direction of Qing Yao, ignoring the sword wounds on his body, although his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but there was obvious excitement, his cloudy eyes were amazingly bright, and the corners of his mouth were cracked, "Your Royal Highness Princess, you will definitely return to where you should be, my master has been waiting for your return......"

The voice gradually lowered and eventually became inaudible.

Murong Chen stepped forward and took off his cloak, he was also stunned, under the cloak was a girl's body, squatting down to look at his face, "Qing Yao, look at her." ”

Ye Qianmo and Qing Yao also squatted down. Qing Yao opened her eyes and looked at it carefully for a moment, with hesitation, "Your Highness, it seems that she has died a long time ago,"

"For how long?" Ye Qianmo suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked