Shrouded in brilliant light, the figure began to blur, and the figure turned back sharply.

He covered the wound that kept spurting blood, his eyes first swept nostalgically on his left severed arm and chessboard magic weapon, and then his ghostly gaze fell on Mo Lixue's face, and his gaze was so hot that it almost pierced his skin!

Feixingzi's robe and hood on his head were all hit by this severed blow, and they collapsed in the wind like melted ink to protect Feixingzi.

The excited roar of "one more knife" came to an abrupt end in Yang Yan's throat.

Because he was shocked to see the pink skirt that bloomed from under the black robe after it was torn.

Everyone's eyes quickly moved up, and they saw that the hood disappeared, and the face of the flying star hidden under the fabric was actually a woman with angry eyes!

Her red lips are like cherry blossoms, and her face is childish, which is the opposite of the glamorous peony fairy, and she walks a pure path.

The skin is extremely white, but the cheeks are red due to the violent mood swings, and a faint bloodshot can be seen under the almost transparent skin.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, like porcelain, and I feel sorry for them.

Seeing such a face, Jin Bai was stunned for a moment, and then knelt down with a wild laugh, his scream was deafening.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! The world has slandered my Shadow Sect Master for thousands of years, and spurned my Shadow Sect disciples for hiding filth! But who would have thought that the Flying Star Ancestor was a woman? She's a girl!! ”

"Tell me, tell me, how can she possibly defile a woman?"

In the midst of Kimber's hysterical roar, Yang Yan's thighs crashed.

He recalled the picture of the tragic death of the peony fairy, the fragrant decoration of the red tent flying up in this bedroom, and the roar of Feixingzi when he encountered the disaster of destroying the sect......

This matter is indeed extremely strange! Bloody!

The really small right eye stinged strongly, as if seeing this situation again, the old demon who was in the snow peak, and the remorse in his heart broke out wildly.

"I miss you, your name!"

Tearing off the voice-changing magic weapon worn around his neck, Fei Xingzi raised his chin and looked at the petrified Mo Lixue arrogantly.

"Swordsman Lixue!"

"Isn't everyone praising chivalry? Why did you use my shadow door to sharpen your knife in order to impact the Transformation God Realm? ”

After removing the disguise, Feixingzi's voice was very crisp, but because it was soaked in hatred, it was cold with ice and snow, and it made people tremble.

"Today, you have become famous, but don't forget, your head is decided! Take it after the day! Hum! ”

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine a young girl speaking so rudely. The tone particle is indeed the same as the previous black robe.

A menacing snort erupted from her nostrils, and Feixingzi staggered and hurriedly disappeared into the brilliant light, not even her severed arm and chessboard magic weapon before she could regain it.

Because in her heart, finding the Shadow Sect disciple who didn't know where the chessboard had been moved was the most urgent thing at the moment!

The fire lights up instantly, disappears instantly.

Feixingzi disappeared in front of Mo Lixue's eyes, like a dream.

The swordsman who stood on the ground was standing in the girl's boudoir covered with pink ornaments with his legs crossed, and he could see the cute little puppet on the left and the beautiful little gauze skirt on the right......

Nima!

Nima!

Nima!

Feixingzi is a female drop!

His expression was cracked, and Mo Lixue's face was slag, and he really couldn't accept this terrible fact.