"Hahaha......" Non-inky eyes were full of disdain, and said to Feng Yun: "Feng Yun, do you think you are invincible in the world?" Do you think you are worthy of the king of the world? Even if you get the world temporarily, you will be overthrown, and you will never be qualified to become a king. ”

Feng Yun is a person who can endure and hide, his scheming is deep enough, and he hides it deep enough, coupled with some of his modern knowledge, he is invincible in this ancient world. He is who he is today.

However, his temperament is arrogant, petty, and even complacent.

If he becomes a king, he is definitely a tyrant.

The rise of the world's heroes is his end.

Feng Yun's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthless annoyance, his black robe flicked, and he flew wildly, "I want to be the king, I want to be the ruler of this **, what can you do to me?" ”

In Feng Yun's opinion, he has controlled the right time, place and people, he has the most powerful army, and the most powerful weapons, even if this world is fantastic, he has the right to win against these powerless people.

Fei Mo said coldly: "I will stop you, let your dreams be shattered in front of your eyes, and watch you linger, grovel, and hope!" ”

"Hmph, it's up to you?" Feng Yun sneered, "Before that, I should show you how your hopes are shattered. ”

Feng Yun's eyes flashed, a sharp light appeared in the corner of his eye, and the next moment, his figure rushed to the side of a red figure.

Feimo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously looked for the familiar and unfamiliar figure under the city wall, however, he didn't find it.

Fei Mo's heart fell suddenly, and that feeling, unprecedented suffocation, as if even breathing accompanied him with a heavy tingling.

"Fall! Be careful! ”

Fei Mo screamed, however, it was too late.

Feng Yun's figure had already rushed to Luoluo's side, and his big palm grabbed Luoluo's slender neck.

Mo Zhuyue's heart also sank suddenly, he didn't expect Feng Yun to find traces of Luoluo!

Long Canghao held Mo Zhuyue's hand slightly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Don't worry, don't underestimate Luoluo." ”

After Long Canghao's painting was finished, he heard Feng Yun's dull snort, and saw that Luoluo, who had just been grabbed by Feng Yun's neck, had jumped out three meters away, and Feng Yun's hand that grabbed Luoluo's neck was red, swollen like a salty pig's hand.

Luoluo pointed at Feng Yun's stomach and laughed loudly: "Haha, even if you want to catch me, you don't have that ability yet." ”

After speaking, Luoluo's figure flashed again, which made Mo Zhuyue startled, Luoluo was the daughter of the patriarch of the mysterious ethnic group Yi clan, and she was more proficient in Gu poison and some witchcraft.

I have always regarded Luoluo as a sister, so I never knew what level Luoluo's strength was.

Luoluo had flashed to Xi Shenluo's side in the next moment, and the chain tied to Xi Shenluo didn't know what was going on, and Xi Shenluo fell into Luoluo's arms weakly.

All of this, but it only happened for a moment, and almost everyone did not react.

When he reacted, Luoluo's figure dragged Xi Shenluo away briskly and neatly.

She knows that Xi Shen is someone who is not Mo, so she can do everything to save Xi Shen.