"You... Sure enough, you're going to make a move on the North Cold Star? ”

Hearing Ji Ziwei's words, Han Jianglan's expression did not show extreme panic, her face was only a little pale, although in her heart, she had already guessed Ji Ziwei's next plan, but after all, it was the birth and death of Guan Guangbei Hanxing, even if she was in a cold nature, she couldn't help but be afraid at this time.

Because, in the face of the strength displayed by this man, any weapon she can think of, any power, is nothing more than an egg hitting a stone, and a mantis arm as a car!

Ji Ziwei looked at Han Jianglan, who was not far in front of her, with a very pale face, with a flat expression, and then raised her arm directly without saying anything.

When Ji Ziwei raised her arm, an invisible force directly sealed Han Jianglan in the void.

Although Han Jianglan's divine blood is no longer pure, there is an innate power in her body that Ji Ziwei wants to get even more. Anyway, Ji Ziwei planned to bloody the Northern Cold Star from the beginning, and now that Han Jianglan is here, it will start with her now.

When Han Jianglan felt that his body could not move, he knew that his fate was sealed. And the fall of the Northern Cold Star is also a matter of time.

At the moment when Ji Ziwei held the palm of her hand, Han Jianglan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and looking at Ji Ziwei's eyes with a hint of pleading, she said softly:

"I know that neither I nor the many residents of the Northern Cold Star can escape death, but I want to beg you, can you spare Jiang Xue?"

"She's very nice to you, and you should be able to feel it in the cold. Her father died on the battlefield when she was very young, and for so many years, I, as the king of the poor family, did not give her much care, and I feel very guilty. ”

Speaking of this, Han Jianglan's always cold face gradually became guilty, and then, she raised her head, stared at the condescending Ji Ziwei with a frown, and said with a heavy pleading:

"Please, Ji Shenjun, spare Jiang Xueyi..."

It's just that before Han Jianglan finished speaking, Ji Ziwei's palm that sealed the void suddenly shook it heavily.

Han Jianglan was suddenly overwhelmed by the shrinking space.

Ji Ziwei's eyes swept Han Jianglan indifferently, and said calmly:

"What you're talking about has nothing to do with me. ”

Ji Ziwei has lived for two epochs, although he has been asleep for tens of billions of years, his age and knowledge are much more than most of the existences in this universe. These seemingly "touching" words, in Ji Ziwei's view, are just a kind of life-saving pretext, and what do these people have to do with him. If the two of them switch positions today, Han Jianglan, who is a strong man, will do the same.

It's nothing, no matter how strong or weak, whether you or I are, we are just a small piece on the chess card of fate.

"Win or lose. ”

Ji Ziwei's face was expressionless, and when her left hand was about to clench, suddenly the immortal power in her body flowed back wildly, and the immortal blood in her veins was also boiling wildly.

"This...!!"

The sudden drastic change in his body made Ji Ziwei's indifferent expression suddenly become panicked, and drops of immortal blood slowly overflowed from his pores. Feeling the crazy churning and steaming blood in her body, Ji Ziwei knew that she must have suffered from the backlash of Chaos Qinglian.

Chaos Qinglian looks pure and beautiful in appearance, but in fact, this treasure is the most evil existence among all Hongmeng treasures, because his nourishment is infant blood!

He shouldn't have taken that sip, don't look at this mouthful of inhaling a little bit of chaotic power, but just this little bit of chaotic power made Ji Ziwei's body unbearable.

Ji Ziwei held Han Jianglan's hand and slowly put it down, and then, in the sea of gods, he frantically used his mother Golden Spirit Holy Mother and his mixed element method "Sacred Heart Technique" to resist this backlash.

Although the Sacred Heart Recipe is strong, Ji Ziwei rarely cultivates, so he has only cultivated to the first level of the Sacred Heart Recipe until now.

This, the power of the dim sum method, can't resist the power of backlash at all.

Seeing that Ji Ziwei's strength was fading more and more, although Han Jianglan didn't know what happened to this man all of a sudden, but now, his situation didn't seem to be very good.

"Why don't you do it now..."

Han Jianglan frowned slightly, and with one hand, he held a pure white ice sword in his hand.

Just as she flew towards Ji Ziwei, Ji Ziwei sucked in with one hand and directly sucked Han Jianglan into her arms.

For many years, as the king of the cold family, she has never been so close to a man. Feeling Ji Ziwei's fiery and abnormal body, her originally cold complexion instantly turned red. The sword of ice clenched in his hand was gradually put down.

At this time, her sea of gods was blank. Now she looks like this, I don't know, I think she's been a girl who has never been in the world for a long time...

Ji Ziwei gasped, her brows furrowed and she stared at the plump and abnormal Han Jianglan in her arms, and an extremely strong lust burst out in her body.

Of course, Ji Ziwei was not to get on her, but to convey the power that swelled in her body. Now there is only Han Jianglan here, and he can't help it, otherwise if this backlash force has been turned over like this in his body, even if he is a quasi-saint, he will explode and die.

Ji Ziwei raised her hand and waved her hand, and took Han Jianglan directly into the void, and appeared in the Hanmen and Han Jianglan's boudoir a moment later.

Then, he raised his hand again, and the space in the room was directly isolated. After doing this, Ji Ziwei's immortal power collapsed, and the clothes worn on the two of them exploded instantly.

Han Jianglan's mind was blank at this time.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her lower body, and this pain instantly brought her back to her senses.

She cried, pulled, and bitten, Ji Ziwei's back and neck, but it didn't help Ji Ziwei.

Ji Ziwei's unusually strong arms tightly hugged Han Jianglan's very plump and delicate body, and frantically "output".

And Han Jianglan had tears in the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't resist, so she could only silently bear the beast-like collision of Ji Ziwei.

However, after a few minutes, Han Jianglan's body actually softened slightly. From time to time, a low moan came out of his throat.

"I... What a slut I'm doing?!!!"

Whenever Han Jianglan whispered comfortably, he would instantly close his mouth and scold himself with shame in his heart.