Chapter 808: Spit on the Emperor White Tiger

"Yun Lan, meet again." Feng Chuge walked in.

Her gaze swept over the cave, over Yun Qianche's body on the side, and her eyes shrank slightly.

That Yun Qianche is not seriously injured now?

"You, what are you doing here?" Yun Lan listened to Feng Chuge's faint laughing voice, and felt creepy.

Feng Chuge raised his eyebrows slightly. "Guess what I'm here for?"

"Feng Chuge, get out, otherwise, I will kill you."

"Are you sure you can?" Feng Chuge sneered twice, "It's very unfortunate, this time, I'm here to take your dog's life!" ”

Every word, like thunder, exploded in Yun Lan's heart.

"Hahahaha, Feng Chuge, are you okay? I tell you, you can't kill me! ”

He is not in human form, and Feng Chuge really can't kill him.

Even the last time he encountered such a powerful force, he was only a little lost, but as long as he repaired it for a few months, he would definitely recover.

As long as his soul is immortal, he will live on this continent.

"Really?" Feng Chuge walked in as he slowly pulled out the Chixiao Sword on his body.

The bright red sword burst out.

At that moment, from within the sword, a dazzling red light shone through.

Immediately after, a red-haired man in red was suspended in mid-air. "I've been stuffy in that cloth for more than a month, and I can finally come out and move my muscles."

A month ago, Feng Chuge had been wrapping the Chixiao Sword in the Heaven and Earth Mansion, and because of this, Ling Xiao couldn't come out at all, and now, finally, it finally came out.

"Oh sorry, I forgot to take that piece of cloth of yours away." Feng Chuge glanced at Ling Xiao with some guilt.

At that moment, Ling Xiao's expression changed. "Ahhh

"Less, didn't I rescue you from the Demon Suppression Tower? If it weren't for me, wouldn't you be trapped in the Demon Suppression Tower for thousands of years? ”

Ling Xiao muttered twice, very dissatisfied.

Feng Chuge looked at him like this and smiled faintly. "It's okay, let you move your muscles and bones for a while, and for a while, whatever you want to deal with him."

Feng Chuge said, looking at the illusory figure of Yun Lan in this cave.

Yun Lan's illusory figure was slightly stunned after hearing Feng Chuge say this. Immediately, he laughed again. "You can't kill me, Chixiao Sword, you can only cut off the soul chain, but you can't cut my soul!"

"Don't worry, I've got something here." After speaking, Feng Chuge greeted him twice.

After a while, a huge white tiger walked in with great reluctance.

"This hole is so small and dark, it's not cool at all, I don't want to come."

"Little White Tiger, you promised to help me." Feng Chuge picked his eyes and looked at the white tiger who was reluctant to walk here.

The white tiger's amber eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but in the end, he only snorted coldly from his nostrils twice. "You asked me to come over to help just to kill this man?"

"That's right!"

"Human, you are really weak, isn't it easy to kill someone? Rush up and slash him a few times, won't he die completely? You want me to come! The white tiger looked at the scene in his eyes, and then said with disdain.

Feng Chuge heard the white tiger complain like this, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently a few times.

This white tiger is really a spit emperor!!