In the thundercloud tribulation, Feng Caitian closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, and quietly waited for the second thunder tribulation to come.

However, she waited for a while, and when she almost thought that Lei Tribulation suddenly felt pity and was not ready to split her, a force that was even more domineering and powerful than the first heavenly thunder hit her directly.

There was a piercing pain in his heart, Feng Caitian heard a stabbing sound, and his chest suddenly cooled, strong, cold, and at least minus forty degrees of cold wind poured in.

The blood that was bitten at the corner of Feng Caitian's lips suddenly froze into blood-red ice beads, and the pain and coldness made her want to curl up together, instinctively wanting to reduce the damage, however, the pillars of light that bound her limbs did not agree.

They clamped tightly to all four of her, and she didn't move for a moment, and the tight aperture shrank a little, straight into the bones.

As time passed, more and more thunder punishments hit her sharply like a torrential rain, but I have to say that this light feather dress is really a good baby.

Rao is thunder tribulation is amazing, no matter how painful it is when it falls on her body, a hundred times have passed, and this dress has only torn a few holes, and it has not turned into powder directly like the clothes she was wearing before.

So, the thunderclouds stopped!

After a while, the little white dragon who was hiding thousands of feet away, holding the purple phoenix, emerged from the black clouds with a black head.

At this time, the little white dragon had already turned into an adult, and Zifeng, who had been trying to rush up to help, was being imprisoned in his arms.

"Is this the end?" Zi Feng leaned towards the rich purple and asked confusedly.

"No," the little white dragon buried itself in Zifeng's neck, took a deep breath of her hair, and said in a fluttering denial.

Zifeng turned her head and was about to ask why, but how did she know that the little dragon behind her was so close, just at the position of her left shoulder, and she almost kissed it.

"Stay away from me!" Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head back.

Xiao Bailong smiled pitifully, gently broke her face, and said sensationally, "Lady, my husband is your man, I am far away from anyone, and I will not be far away from you." No matter how much you resist, it will be useful. ”

Zifeng rolled her eyes helplessly, "Just you, still want to be my man?" ”

Zifeng looked from the top of his head to his chest, and shook his head with a little disgust, "I don't know who it was just now, when it was in danger, it ran faster than a rabbit, and even didn't want its own companions." Just like you.... Zifeng paused, "Give it to me, don't want it!" ”

"Lady, how can you say that as a husband?" The little white dragon was aggrieved for a while, that is, he wanted to cry without tears, and felt very wronged.

Just now, when the clouds struck, he threw out the little beauty, that's right. But that's also because he knows that the little beauty is accepting Zeus's loud power of the primordial gods, and refining the first layer, they flew into the air, out of the ethereal, even if they advance, it is normal?

Did he think he could take her to escape the thunderstorm?

Sound is not as fast as the speed of light, and in the same way, even if he goes against the sky, he will not be able to outrun the lightning. It can be said that if he is a second late, not only him, but also his wife will be electrocuted on the outside and tender on the inside.

Zi Feng snorted, not ready to continue arguing with him, but looked at the center of the purple thunder cloud that was quiet but did not disperse.

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