It's Infinite Tinder!

Yang Yue's eyes lit up, and he was about to take a step forward.

But a wind blew from nowhere, and blinded his eyes.

In a moment, the mahogany box had disappeared from Hawkeye's hand and landed on another straight man.

That's a very dangerous man!

a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand; The dark and deep eyes, the man's three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, and the whole person emits a kind of iron-blooded aura that shocks the world.

Yang Jiang stood aside, and his heart couldn't help jumping.

The man in front of him suddenly reminded him of the rumored person......

After Jun Xuanche verified the authenticity of the Infinite Flame in the box, he put it away with an expressionless face. "Retreat."

"Wait! Isn't it too unkind to rob us of our stuff without saying a word? "Yang Yue's whole person who was angry was not good.

The fire that was finally snatched up, and he also came out halfway to bite the gold?

"Aren't you also black eating black?" Qiu Ning slammed back mercilessly, grinning widely.

"You!" Yang Yue was so angry that he was about to make a move, but the energy in his hand had not yet gathered.

Suddenly, a blade of wind blew across his face, a strand of hair fell from his eyes, and a scar with a little blood appeared on his face.

As soon as the action stalled, all the abilities in his hand dissipated.

Yang Yue raised his eyes, his cold eyes were full of unwillingness and fear.

Hawkeye's heart cooled down as early as the scene when Jun Xuanche appeared.

He had seen this man on a mission!

Even the scar on his face was due to this man!

If it weren't for the support of someone later, he was afraid that he would not be alive now!

Jun Xuanche, the first major general of the imperial capital!

These big words hit his heart like a nightmare, and he couldn't breathe.

"Yo-he...... It's quite lively. ”

Suddenly, a chuckle rang out abruptly.

This laughter came suddenly, the laughter sounded like a string of silver bells, half into the river wind and half into the clouds, and the aftermath of the incense mist lingered, endlessly.

Like a whistle made of sharp willow leaves, with almost undisguised arrogance and sharpness, ethereal, illusory, treacherous, scratching the eardrums of those present.

"What people!"

Whoop -

The surrounding trees swayed in the wind, and a slender figure slowly paced out.

It wasn't until the man drew closer that the crowd saw the man clearly.

There are faint dark green strands in the jet-black messy hair, and the dark black pupils are actually glowing slightly, which looks even deeper, the cold light in the eyes is shining, and the mask on the face adds a bit of indifference to the face.

The nobility faintly revealed by raising your hands and feet is shocking.

Several people couldn't help but shrink their pupils, dyed with a touch of amazement.

"It's you stinky boy!" Yang Yue gritted his teeth.

It's really eight lifetimes of mold!

Jun Xuanche has a full arc from his forehead to his chin and smooth lines, his delicate facial features carved with a knife and axe have a fatal attraction, and a pair of deep eyes are as sharp as eagles, facing the young man lightly and heavily.

Qin Ling didn't dodge or dodge, and greeted him with a smile.

Looking at each other, the air was eerily quiet, and there was a faint glimmer of fire.

"I'm not targeting you." Qin Ling's long eyes sank and then smiled, and the peach blossom eyes with tear moles fell on Yipo's eagle eye.

Jun Xuanche's phoenix eyes narrowed, he remembered that the child's eyes were free of tears......