135. If you want to practice divine skills, you must first swing a sword from the palace!

Feng Jiuli's heart thumped twice, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to push him away, and rolled his eyes angrily: "Yes, you are handsome, you are handsome, you are the most handsome in the world, comparable to the undefeated in the East!" ”

"The East is undefeated, who is that?" Bei Ming's soul-hooking eyes instantly narrowed dangerously, as if as soon as Feng Jiuli said who Dongfang Undefeated was, he would find that person and kill him.

"Dongfang is undefeated, that is a character in the play, he is a very powerful sect leader, oh yes, just like the current Holy Fire Sect leader, he is as powerful as the current Holy Fire Sect leader, his appearance is unparalleled, and he is stunning in the world!"

Feng Jiuli explained while looking up and down at the person in front of her, and her eyes were lightly dyed with a touch of weirdness.

The same charming face, the same male pet, the same perverted personality.

It's just that if you want to practice magic skills, you must first swing a knife from the palace!

I wonder if he wielded a sword from the palace when he practiced evil arts?

Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at a certain part of the Northern Underworld, and after finding that she couldn't see anything, she gave up regrettably.

"Dad, you really won my heart!" Bei Ming Lixian didn't notice Feng Jiuli's strange gaze looking at his crotch, and a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes.

As soon as she heard him call her father, Feng Jiuli suddenly wanted to laugh again, and quickly covered her mouth, so she tried her best to hold back the laughter.

At this moment, the sound of a fight suddenly came from Feng Jiuli's ears.

Although it was extremely faint, it was also very clear.

The smell of blood gradually filled the air, lingering in the carriage.

Feng Jiuli's heart suddenly sank, it would not be good if this smell of blood attracted all the beasts around him!

And, listening to the direction of the fight, it seems to be not far ahead.

She turned her head to look at Bei Ming's death, and saw that he still had a lazy expression, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

At the same time, he was secretly curious, to what extent his cultivation had reached, and why she couldn't feel it at all?

The carriage moved along.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the sounds of fighting, exclamations, screams, and all kinds of sounds were intertwined and entered Feng Jiuli's ears.

It wasn't until I turned another mountain road that I could see the situation not far away.

It was a flock of big golden birds, and there were about twenty of them hovering in the sky.

Each one was the size of a man, and its sharp claws were stained with blood, which was particularly frightening.

Half of the birds were wrestling with the group of people on the ground, and when their huge wings were flapped, a violent hurricane swept the people out, and then their sharp claws fell.

Next to the battlefield were dead horses and carriages that had long since become tattered.

The movements of those birds are extremely coordinated, as if they have been trained thousands of times, hundreds of times.

And those human beings can only be defeated like a mountain, retreating step by step, in front of them, there are dozens of mutilated corpses, blood red all over the ground.

"Is that them?"

Looking at the group of people who were fighting with the birds with difficulty, Feng Jiuli let out a voice in surprise.

These people are Bai Yuecheng, the crown prince, Jun Mo Ran, and Bai Yingshen.

And those corpses that fell were with them, protecting their guards.

"Oh? Do you know these people? Bei Ming Liyan raised his eyebrows lightly and spoke lazily.

"I don't know, it's just that the person at the front once saved my life!" Feng Jiuli glanced at Bai Yuecheng, who was a little powerless at the front, and lowered her eyes slightly.

She didn't lie, Bai Yuecheng did save her and Xiaoqing.