A strong eerie and cold aura came from the surface, and the entire sky was covered with layers of black clouds, depressing and dull, and the yin qi was bursting, making people breathless.

In front of him was a dark swamp, and the hot white bubbles were constantly boiling like boiling water, but they gave people a creepy chill.

It is clear that these swamp foams are highly toxic.

It's a ghostly swamp, as far as the sea can see.

Ye Qiantong's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, looking around, the left and right sides were barren land, and behind him was a high slope.

This high slope is like a huge wave of the sea and sky, pouring down from the distant sky, giving people the feeling of panic and anxiety that they are about to be swallowed up by the stormy waves.

This is the second level of the Twelve Formations of Futian, the Ghost Swamp.

Suddenly, Ye Qiantong's brows furrowed, she looked to the right, and immediately met a pair of jealous and hateful eyes, those eyes were filled with a surging murderous aura, and the momentum was violent, and she was eager to break her into pieces.

It's Murong Zhiruo!

The corners of Ye Qiantong's eyes were slightly raised, the corners of her lips were playfully hooked, and she looked Murong Zhiruo up and down, only to see that she was originally dressed in silver-white armor, holding a golden gun in her heroic style, and full of pride.

At this moment, he was changed into a pure and lovely but sexy and charming skirt, with pink light yarn flying and fluttering, soft cheeks and dust, ice muscles and jade bones, waist and limbs, and graceful posture, giving people infinite reverie.

Murong Zhiruo glared at Ye Qiantong fiercely, and then turned to Qiushui to cut her pupils with affection, looking at Emperor Mingjue's expression as if she was fascinated.

It's as if I finally saw my sweetheart in my dreams, sometimes overjoyed, sometimes shy, with that outfit, there is a strong character in the weakness, which is pitiful.

"Tut-tut......" Ye Qiantong shook his head and sighed, the charm of Emperor Ming's absolute is really boundless, this eldest lady of the Murong family knows where this is, right? The breakthrough of the ruins of the ancient fallen battlefield, what is the place of the Twelve Formations of Futian, there are many crises, and if you are not careful, you will die in Huangquan.

And this young lady is for the sake of grace and softness, in order to show such a coveted scene in front of the emperor Shao, I have to say that Ye Qiantong admires this girl a little.

The so-called "peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic" is the meaning of describing the man, and that night Qiantong had to use a sentence "Gentle country clothes are drunk, what if the tomb is sealed coffin" to describe Murong Zhiruo's behavior.

Ye Qiantong glanced at Emperor Mingjue, and the corners of her eyebrows were filled with thick ridicule, and she looked playful: "The Emperor Young Master has a graceful demeanor and boundless charm, which has caused thousands of girls to be obsessed, I really admire and admire." ”

Di Ming knew that she was making fun of herself, and pinched her little nose dotingly, "This king is charming, and I don't see you sinking into obsession?" ”

"This girl doesn't need it, thank you." Ye Qiantong smiled faintly, and the depths of those eyes that were as clear as spring water seemed to linger with a veil.

"Xiao Hitomi doesn't need it, then the king will chase you to what you need, even if the sky is wasted, the sea is dry, and the vicissitudes of the sea will turn you away." Emperor Ming's handsome face with absolute evil spirit and charm smiled beautifully and enchantingly in front of her, and her eyebrows were full of peerless and proud kingly edges.

Then he snorted coldly, exuding unattainable dignity all over his body, "Besides, can this king be coveted by any cat or dog?" ”

The corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Murong Zhiruo not far away, she didn't expect this guy to be so venomous, and he could compare the little princess of the immeasurable sect to a cat and a dog, a cow.