As soon as the Garo Divine Monarch spoke, the two sides put on a posture, and saw the red glow of the shadow sword in Feng Ye's hand, and the golden flash of the Jialuo Divine Monarch's palm, the air shook, and the two sides faced each other!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Garo Shrine shook, and the two figures, one red and one yellow, fought fiercely in the gunsmoke, and the night seal made a move very fast, and the Garo Divine Monarch fought fast with a fast fight, looking at the martial arts, it turned out to be the same number!

"Before the Divine Monarch became an immortal, he was a Teng snake, and he was the most keen, and he faced him at night, it seems that there is a good show to watch." Nangong Moyun said indifferently.

"What will happen if the night closure is defeated?" Ling Yurou is not in the mood to watch the 'good show', in terms of martial arts, Jia Luo Shenjun has entered the god base, Feng Ye is just a mortal, it is natural to be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while, but it is very unfavorable to Feng Ye if he fights!

Nangong Moyun's thin lips turned up slightly: "Loser, die." ”

Ling Yurou was taken aback: "Are you really so ruthless?" "The current Nangong Moyun not only wants to get rid of her, but also wants to get rid of the people around her...... Even if your temperament has changed, why do you do it?

Could it be the heirloom jade plate of the Seven Kingdoms?

If you master the heirloom jade plate of the Seven Kingdoms, you can ask the Lord of the Firmament Hall to do one thing, could it be that Nangong Moyun has something to ask for?

"Do you aim to pass on the Jade Medal of the Seven Kingdoms?" Ling Yurou asked directly.

Nangong Moyun's eyes narrowed slightly: "The jade plate of the Seven Kingdoms is my thing, as for you." Nangong Moyun paused slightly: "In my memory, no mortals are allowed!" ”

Hearing this, Ling Yurou's heart was cold, and she looked at Shangnangong Moyun's eyes as cold as frost, at this moment, she understood what it was like to die in the heart.

Over there, Feng Ye fought with the Divine Monarch of Jialuo, on par, and the two did not dare to be careless, and the battle lasted from day to evening.

The people who beat were nervous, and the people who watched were even more nervous, Ling Yurou clenched her hands, if she was defeated in the night, she and him would not be able to live today!

Just as Ling Yurou was thinking about countermeasures, she saw Feng Ye's body shake, and the Chengying Sword that stabbed out actually stopped halfway, at this time, Jia Luo Shenjun's palms had arrived, and seeing that Feng Ye was about to be hit, Ling Yurou's body was shocked, and as soon as her body moved, she raised her palm to greet her!

She has faced off with the Garo Divine Monarch, the Garo Divine Monarch is good at using poison, this palm, she has to do her best!

I saw the white light flashing, the lotus mark on Ling Yurou's forehead appeared, and the fragrant smell of white lotus wafted out from the swirling airflow, and the heart of Jia Luo Shenjun was cold, and at this time, the two of them had their palms connected!

"Ryo!"

There was a loud noise, and the violent air flow spread from the center of the two of them to the surroundings, as if it was about to tear the space apart, and the air shook violently, and then the white light and the yellow light collided, Ling Yurou and Jia Luo Shenjun's clothes flew away, and the two pairs of eyes stared tightly.

The internal forces of the two were confronting each other, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while, and the Divine Monarch of Jialuo snorted lightly: "Shibei for three days, impressive." ”

"Passing the prize."

The internal strength was fierce, and the Jialuo Divine Monarch wanted to destroy it again, but suddenly the white light flashed in front of him, and a white lotus suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was horrified, and he saw that the white lotus was scattered, and gradually dissolved the strength on his body!

The Divine Monarch of Garo's heart tightened! What's going on?

The Garo Divine Monarch wanted to draw his palm, but the power of the lotus blossom in front of him was like a huge sucker, firmly sucking his palm, and he couldn't move for half a minute!

It's bad, if it goes on like this, his power will have to be dissolved!

"Rou'er, stop."

Seeing this, Jia Luo Shenjun hurriedly withdrew his palms, and before he came back to his senses, he saw Nangong Moyun coming in a hurry, and stretched out his long finger and put it in the mark on his forehead.

How many years ago, a small green snake in the forest, when he was dying, was rescued by a white-clothed fairy Shi Jindan, and then felt the heavens, practiced diligently, and finally after thousands of years, he soared through the calamity......

Jia Luo Shenjun's eyes widened, and he looked at Nangong Moyun in disbelief, and said after a long time: "You are ......"

Nangong Moyun smiled faintly and withdrew his hand: "Jia Luo, now is the time for you to repay your kindness." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jia Luo Shenjun was even more surprised, but before he could speak, Nangong Moyun turned to Ling Yu and said softly: "Rou'er, Feng Daxia seems to be unwell, let's stop here today, go back with me." ”

After finishing speaking, Nangong Moyun walked out of the temple without glancing at Ling Yurou.

Ling Yurou pursed her lips slightly, and helped Feng Ye up: "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" ”

Feng Ye stabilized his mind, shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that I suddenly got dizzy for some reason just now......"

Dizzy? Ling Yurou's heart tightened, but she didn't speak, Nangong Moyun left, and the Jialuo Temple should not stay for a long time.

Just now she saw the actions of Nangong Moyun and Jia Luo Divine Monarch, and looking at Jia Jia Luo Divine Monarch's face, there must be some secret between them.

Glancing at the Garo Divine Monarch, Ling Yurou didn't say a word, and helped Feng Ye to leave.

The Divine Monarch of Garo quietly watched the three of them leave, thoughtful......

Immortal in White......

"Imperial Doctor, how is Brother Feng?" Seeing that the imperial doctor had finished taking the pulse, Ling Yurou asked anxiously.

"Back to Niangniang, Feng Daxia was poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Ling Yurou's face changed: "What kind of poison did you get?" Can it be solved? ”

"Niangniang is a little calm and dry, the poison in Feng Daxia is extremely rare, it is only in the western Xinjiang area, this poison is colorless and tasteless, it is difficult for ordinary people to detect, Niangniang can rest assured, this poison can be solved by the ministers, and the ministers will immediately go to the antidote to ensure that the medicine is eliminated."

Ling Yurou breathed a sigh of relief: "Then there is Doctor Lao." ”

"Niangniang's words are serious, and Weichen will retire first."

When the imperial doctor left, Ling Yurou looked at Feng Ye, who was pale, and said worriedly, "I'm sorry for bothering you." ”

"Fool, if you are willing to seal the night, why do you want to talk about it."

Ling Yurou frowned, she has always been cautious in sealing the night, why is she poisoned now? Which master poisoned it?

Seeing that Ling Yurou's brows were deeply locked, and she didn't say anything when she said the night words, she reached out and patted her shoulder gently: "Don't think about it too much, since it's okay now, it's best." ”

Ling Yurou sighed softly: "Rou'er is not optimistic ......about Brother Feng" Speaking of this, Ling Yurou's mind flashed with inspiration, and she suddenly grabbed Feng Ye's hand and said, "Brother Feng, do you know who poisoned you?" ”

Feng Ye's eyes swept away, and he turned his face slightly: "It doesn't matter who poisons it, it doesn't matter." ”

"Important, of course important!" Ling Yurou held his hand tighter: "Brother Feng, tell me quickly, who poisoned him!" ”

Feng Ye frowned slightly, looked at Ling Yurou, and said slowly: "Yurou, Brother Feng won't lie, but the person who poisoned him, Brother Feng won't say, don't ask, okay?" ”

Ling Yurou was stunned for a moment, unwilling, but she knew that the things Feng Ye decided could not be changed, and Feng Ye didn't want to say who this person was, so there must be his reasons.

At this time, I suddenly saw the white mist on Ling Yurou's body appear, faintly shaking, flashing and flashing, as if she had something to say.

Knowing that the white mist was Nangong Moyun, Ling Yurou was overjoyed and asked anxiously, "Xianggong, do you want to speak?" You say, Rou'er, listen. ”