Chapter 801: The bitter love drama can't be acted at all

Chu Yanshu felt that he couldn't grind at this time, so he immediately said in a shocked voice,

"Your stepfather is here, let's put on a show."

Duan Wuxian's eyes widened,

"My own mother just died, so you let me act in front of my stepfather."

"Sikong Feng is amorous in life, he is an amorous Taoist monk, full of chivalrous bones and soft intestines, and he is now the head of the Sikong family, but because there is a cousin in the family who has entered the emperor realm, the right to speak in the Sikong family is not the same."

Chu Yanshu spoke very quickly and explained the news that Lin Qinghan had found out about Sikong Feng,

"He married your mother 70,000 years ago, and he divorced 30,000 years ago, and the husband and wife have been married for tens of thousands of years, so they should have a certain relationship."

"All you need to do is."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Duan Wushu snatch the long sword in Sang Luo's hand and split the enchantment with one sword.

"I can't play this bitter love drama at all! Run! ”

He's an eagle-like man!

Sang Luo was shocked!

Ma Dan, he used her Fengli Sword to split the enchantment?!

She didn't even split it just now!

After swallowing Shen Qiuniang's cultivation, why is this thing so strong?!

At this moment, she suddenly realized that Duan Wuxian Xiu had pulled her a lot!

No, she had to find a place to retreat!

Here, Chu Yanshu and Su Changluo were stunned at the same time, these two people obviously wanted to go together, and they were both ready to let Duan Wushu make a bitter trick.

But who knew that this girl suddenly came to such a hand.

Shuo Feng's face was expressionless, he originally felt that his psychological endurance was very strong, but as soon as he came to this broken ground, he began to harden the level of the head of the half-step emperor realm, and he was numb.

I thought it was a promotion match, but he hunted the young master of Sanfeng in the dark enemy Zaiming, but as soon as he came, he started to be the head of the family, and he couldn't beat them at all, so he simply put it next to him.

Anyway, the hexagram said that Sang Luo didn't die so easily, and no matter what happened, he hid behind her.

Among these people, Sang Luo reacted quickly, and immediately raised his hand to seal his uncle, Chu Yanshu, and Shuo Feng into the space of the medicine field, and began to run without injury.

"Let's go!"

This place is not suitable for a long time!

Although Duan Wuxian is usually a little bit old, he is also a person who has been taught by Xuan Mu for tens of thousands of years, and he also has some life-saving tricks, running fast, and directly throwing people behind.

Sang Luo sat on his shoulder and threw the formation back, cleaning up the traces and covering his breath.

By the time Sikong Feng descended on this Heavenly Domain, there were already few people gone, and in place, only a formation that had been split open was left, and the remnants of the spiritual breath that was still bubbling with fire were left.

The man raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the crack in the barrier, but further on, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"What the hell is going on?"

His dark green pupils were slightly dark.

This is clearly the place where Shen Qiuniang's breath has dissipated, and there is still a trace of blood in the air.

Can. The rest, but it is no longer visible.

All traces of the fight, or any other trace, were erased.

He looked in the direction of the crack in the enchantment, but he couldn't find a trace, but he seemed to be able to see spatial folds.

"Space. The Three Laws of Natural Cause and Effect? ”

Sikong Feng's eyebrows sank slightly, muttering to himself,

"On the top of this cloudy sky, is there such a genius?"

In this world, those who can hold a law have the possibility of becoming an emperor and becoming a god.

But now, there is a person who has three laws at the same time.

But what kind of connection does this person have with Shen Qiuniang's death?