"You're damned!"

In the words, there was a cold killing intent like a cold winter, and a raging anger that could not be concealed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If someone who is familiar with Ying Fengyue sees this scene, they will definitely be shocked in their hearts, what happened to make this always wise and calm Star Moon Goddess so out of shape?

Ning Yuan was not familiar with Ying Fengyue, but he could also feel the extraordinary anger and killing intent in her words, because in her words, the starlight above the dome of the main hall suddenly condensed, and the stars in the sky were like thousands of cold swords, locking Ning Yuan to death, as if he would be slashed down in the next moment.

Under such a slaughtering sword, Ning Yuan's expression was still calm, looking at Ying Fengyue, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Can you still be so calm?" Seeing this, Ying Fengyue's heart was even more angry, and with a cold snort, he saw a starlight fall down, turning into a cold sword and slashing towards Ning Yuan.

The sword blade slashed angrily, and it was about to come with his life, but Ning Yuan still stood still, did not evade, and had no intention of resisting, allowing this sword to slash towards him.

The cold sword light came across the sky, but there was no blood splashing, only a strand of broken hair fell, and the long sword condensed by starlight slashed horizontally, and it could stop at Ning Yuan's neck, and the sharp sword qi cut a faint blood mark on the skin, but in the end, it was not really cut off.

The cold blade of the sword was between his neck, but Ning Yuan turned a blind eye, his eyes calmly staring at Ying Fengyue in front of him.

Ying Fengyue also stared at him coldly, the expression in his eyes changed, and after a while, he returned to calm, and then said coldly: "You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"

In this regard, Ning Yuan was still silent, as if he couldn't detect the cold murderous intent in these words.

Ning Yuan's silence made Ying Fengyue's eyes even more indifferent, and the murderous intent in her heart was even worse, but in the end, she was forced to suppress it, and said: "I promised him to let you live, so this time, I won't kill you!"

Between the cold drinks, the long sword that crossed Ning Yuan's neck suddenly shattered, turning into Dao Dao starlight and dissipating in the void.

The sword blade dispersed, but Ning Yuan did not leave, but asked out loud, "Where is Jun Qingyi?"

Hearing Ning Yuan mention Jun Qingyi, the anger and killing intent under the strong pressure in Ying Fengyue's heart couldn't help but rise, glanced at Ning Yuan coldly, and said coldly: "This has nothing to do with you, you don't need to know, cherish this life that others have asked for for you, and leave here before I change my mind!"

Ning Yuan didn't seem to hear Ying Fengyue's words, and actually asked again, "Where is Jun Qingyi?"

"You ......" Ying Fengyue looked at Ning Yuan coldly, and the coldness in her words was even worse: "I'll say it again, get out of here!"

"Where is Jun Qingyi!"

"Ning Yuan!"

Two words, one after the other, sounded one after the other, echoing in this hall.

The former is as calm as water, and the slightest fluctuation cannot be heard.

The latter was like a wave, and the wrath burst out of the embankment, as if to drown everything.

In the middle of the words, I saw Ying Fengyue angrily plucking the guqin in front of him, finger picking strings, and several invisible sword qi tore through the void in an instant, directly attacking Ning Yuan.

The invisible sword qi burst into the air, but all of them passed by Ning Yuan, leaving deep sword marks in the main hall, but none of them landed on Ning Yuan's body.

Then the sound of the piano was frenzied, and the seemingly boundless anger and pain finally found a place to vent, and Ying Fengyue plucked the guqin with her fingertips, without the slightest order, but vented all the anger and pain that had accumulated in her heart for a long time.

All of a sudden, the sound of the piano continued, and the sword qi flew like rain, enveloping Ning Yuan, but it passed by him again, cutting out one trace after another on the ground and the stone pillar.

In the end, a sword aura came across the air, cutting a shallow sword mark on Ning Yuan's face, and a wisp of blood flew down, and the sound of the piano like a storm stopped before it stopped.

The sound of the piano stopped, because the strings of the guqin had been broken, and there were a few more shocking drops of bright red on the body, and Ying Fengyue's hand was already stained red with blood, and he couldn't stop trembling, but it was not because of that insignificant pain.

"You're damned!"

"You're damned!"

"If it weren't for you, I could have arranged everything, Tsing Yi would have listened to my persuasion and given up the choice of ten deaths, and things would not have come to this point. ”

"But because of your appearance, all my layouts were disrupted, and in order to save your life, Tsing Yi had to go to the Demon Court, putting the situation in an irreparable situation!"

"You're damned!"

"You're damned!"

The boundless anger and pain in his heart all turned into an angry shout, and then he saw the starlight condense in the sky, and once again turned into a cold sword light and slashed down angrily.

However, this sword finally stopped and landed on Ning Yuan's neck, and the blade of the sword trembled slightly, because the hand of the person holding the sword was also trembling.

Looking at Ying Fengyue, who was struggling to maintain the last bit of calmness and sanity in front of him, Ning Yuan's expression was still as calm as before, and he asked again, "Where is he?"

A word seemed to shock into his heart, and Ying Fengyue's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, staring at the person in front of him.

......

After a long time, Ying Fengyue put down the sword in her hand, turned around, and said in a cold voice: "You go, get out of here, and take that little girl back to the Northern Regions." ”

As if he didn't hear her words, Ning Yuan continued to ask, "Is the Demon Court here?"

Hearing this, Ying Fengyue couldn't help but turn around, and said angrily: "You didn't understand what I said?"

Ning Yuan still asked, "Really?"

"You ......" Looking at this person who didn't listen to his words at all, Ying Fengyue couldn't help but say angrily: "What's the matter, are you going to die?" Look at your current appearance, a half-dead waste, what do you want to do, what can you do, An An will return to the Northern Regions in parts, otherwise, I don't mind ......!"

Before Ying Fengyue finished speaking, he saw Ning Yuan turn around and walk directly outside the main hall.

"You ......" Seeing that he ignored himself again and again, Ying Fengyue was indescribable how she felt at the moment, and she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have put down her sword at all before!

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Ning Yuan!"

......

After Ning Yuan walked out of the main hall, Xiaohu'er immediately greeted him, grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and asked with a tear-stained little face full of expectation and nervousness: "There is news, where is the son, how is it?"

Ning Yuan touched Xiaohu'er's head and said, "Don't worry, your son-in-law is fine." ”

"Really?" Xiaohu'er was overjoyed, and asked repeatedly: "Then let's go find Childe quickly." ”

"No!" Ning Yuan shook his head and smiled, and said softly, "You wait here, wait for us to come back." ”

...... (To be continued.) )