The words are sharp, and the words are sharp, just like Hong Zhong Dalu, deafening.

As for the last sword, the stabbing person was even more heart-piercing, hitting the vertical eye on Meng Feilei's forehead, as if it was the final word, accumulating the general momentum that had been condensed before, and destroying Meng Feilei's inner defense line.

Rumble!

Meng Feilei's forehead exploded, and Zhihai was injured at the same time, and the Buddha's light shone on Zhihai, cleansing the evil thoughts and demonic qi in it.

"Ah!!h

Meng Fei thundered hoarsely, and his body exploded again and again, as if he was brushing off the filth and expelling the demonic qi.

Those black demonic qi tumbled like smoke, forming thousands of human faces, and under the light of the Buddha's light, they dissipated and became invisible.

Enlightenment!

A word of enlightenment can break the magic barrier.

As the demonic energy decreased, Meng Feilei gradually recovered his human body, the vertical eyes on his forehead were gone, his eyes dimmed, and he fell from mid-air.

In this battle, he was physically and mentally wounded, and his injuries were more serious than the battle three days ago.

"Brother!"

Meng Feihong shouted, hurriedly rushed to the bottom, hugged his brother, and shook him vigorously.

Fan Lang in the sky breathed a sigh of relief, and finally it was done, pulling Meng Feilei back.

Meng Feilei's life or death, he didn't care at all, this time he helped, it was completely for Meng Feihong's face. The fate between the two is getting deeper and deeper, and it has been twisted into a plot and connected with each other.

In terms of male and female love, Fan Lang has two principles, one is to follow fate, and the other is to only accept little women.

People live for a lifetime, and they must be clear in all aspects and know what they are pursuing.

When I open my mouth and spit out, the white rainbow runs through the sun, my heart yearns, and the avenue leads to the sky.

Martial arts, ambition, love, Fan Lang are very clear, there is no sense of confusion, and there is no entanglement and drag.

can make him heartbeat, can be his backing, is willing to obey him, and builds a warm family behind him, so that he can be his woman, several conditions are indispensable.

Meng Feihong may be able to meet these conditions.

Fan Lang and the white-clothed clone became one, took the Yinxiang wooden fish into his hand, put it away, and then watched Meng Feihong rescue his brother.

After a long time, Meng Feilei's injuries were stable, and he woke up slowly, remembering everything just now, looking at his sister, and then at Fan Lang, his face changed.

After experiencing these twists and turns, Meng Feilei's heart has gone up and down, and there has been a huge change. He looked at Fan Lang and found that the other party looked indifferent, obviously not taking himself seriously.

Because it is strong, it is indifferent.

In the end, Meng Feilei sighed, let go of his attachment, and said: "Okay, since I am destined to be an opponent who cannot be surpassed, then I will admit it, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers." ”

"Brother, you're right to think so. Meng Feihong said with relief.

Meng Feilei turned his head to look at his sister, and continued: "As for your family affairs, I won't interfere anymore, so you can do it yourself." My brother will concentrate more on martial arts in the future, and he may not be able to take care of you. ”

"Well, as long as my brother opens his heart knot and doesn't enter the Demon Dao, I believe that you will definitely be able to become a Xuan God in the future. ”

Meng Feilei looked at Fan Lang again, hesitated for a moment, and said: "If you have that fate with my sister, I will rely on you to take care of her in the future, I am just such a sister, I hope she can marry the best man in the world." Originally, I wanted to marry her to one of the four demons, but now it seems that you are as good as the four demons and have the qualifications to marry my sister. ”

"Alright, alright, don't say it like a last word. If you want to open a point, you can also see a point. Your sister and I don't even have a single stroke, you asked too early. Fan Lang said lazily.

"Who said there is no eight words!"

It was Meng Feihong who shouted this voice, she was in a hurry, threw out the seriously injured brother in her arms, and rushed to Fan Lang angrily, pointing to her lips: "Then a white kiss? Tell you, that is a stroke of eight characters!

"What are you afraid of kissing, it's a big deal to give you back, come and come, go to this kiss, I'll give it back to you." Fan Lang cheekily pointed at his face.

The two seem to be arguing, but they are actually flirting.

As for Meng Feilei, he was thrown down casually, made a hard landing with his head, fell into disgrace, and then looked at his sister in mid-air with resentment.

This girl, sure enough, is still turning her elbow out......

The matter seems to be resolved satisfactorily, but the aftermath does not stop.

After Meng Feilei's state improved, he remembered an important matter, he was resentful before, and he had complained everywhere for help, wanting to seek revenge from Fan Lang.

Now that he has put aside his hatred, he has re-contacted the people on all sides, and made his attitude clear, so that these people will stop helping him to avenge himself.

But this kind of thing is not child's play, and even he, the person concerned, can't be completely controlled.

One of the most troublesome parties is one of the four demons who was involved!

Meng Feilei had verbally married his sister to this person before, but not long after, there were three and two accidents, and they were all related to Fan Lang.

Fan Lang kissed Meng Feihong in public, which was equivalent to ruining this family business.

From one point of view, he kissed someone else's fiancée.

Anyone will be angry if this kind of thing is replaced, let alone the four demons who are high above?

On a Feixin card, a line of sharp words appeared: "Meng Feilei, no need to say more, I will go to Yanlong Academy in the near future, and I will meet this Fan Lang for a while." ”

After reading these lines, Meng Feilei frowned, showed the Feixin card to Fan Lang to see, and said in a deep voice: "You may have some trouble, his strength, his background, far above me! And this person has always been resolute and resolute, and will not be swayed by others, it is useless for me to persuade him, once he decides to come, then he will definitely come!"

"Come on, come on. On Shenhao Star, there are not many people who can make me jealous, and he is obviously not among them. Fan Lang didn't care.

"Aren't you afraid of his master?"

"Fight backstage, the backer of Yanlong Academy seems to be okay. ”

"Okay. Then I won't worry about you. Things may still be variable, I don't worry about my sister, so I'll go back to Yanlong Academy with you. I'll leave when all the turmoil has passed. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Fan Lang still doesn't care.

On the contrary, it was Meng Feihong, who was a younger sister, who drove her brother away again and again.

When her brother had an accident, she was worried, but when her brother was fine, she began to drive people away, turning her face faster than turning a book.

Meng Feilei could guess his sister's careful thoughts, didn't he just dislike himself and get in the way?

He could see that his sister was really fascinated by Fan Lang.

......

The world is big, another place.

Someone is cultivating.

This is a sea with four islands in the sea, one in spring, one in summer, one in autumn, and one in winter.

At such a close distance, the four islands have formed four solar terms: spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This spectacle is the handiwork of one person.