Chapter 83: Human-Beast Group Battle (7)
The crowd of onlookers stepped back a little more, lest blood spill on them.
Feng Aojun and Guoguo were besieged in the center of the circle, just waiting for the emperor's strict order to attack together, as if they could not escape.
Feng Aojun's expression was very calm. At this time, indeed, more deceived less. But she secretly looked around, estimating how likely she was to escape.
Even if there are so many people and beasts, it is not so easy to simply take her life. Qunou, in the modern mercenary career, is not unexperienced.
can't beat it, isn't there still thirty-six strategies, can you use this trick as the best policy? Hitting a stone with an egg, a brainless hard hit, her Feng Aojun has never been kicked in the head by a donkey.
She shook Guoguo's hand and said to him with her heart: "Guoguo, go back to space." ”
"No, I'm going to fight alongside my mother." Guoguo said firmly, and at this time, he called his mother. These two words made Feng Aojun's heart even warmer.
In the face of these two words, she couldn't put Guoguo in danger, and was about to hide him back in the space, when suddenly a powerful low voice came from behind her: "The scene of the good Xingshi moving the people, the emperor family bullies more and less, good look." ”
After saying that, there was sarcastic applause.
The voice...... So familiar. Feng Aojun's brows furrowed, and her eyes turned away in shock.
At the gate, a man's burly and noble figure, with the majesty of no one to be offended, walked in gently with the attitude of a man who looked down on the world.
That peerless face still showed the usual coldness, and the corners of his mouth still had a faint smile of disdain. The incomparable Yonghua bearing made the sun, moon and stars suddenly lose their brilliance.
The world seems to be subverted by his wave of his hand.
Dressed in white, with long black hair, naturally hanging down, the fragrance is peerless.
Isn't it the peerless beauty of Wan Yelin who 'joined forces' with her to yin Nangong Xuerui? Feng Aojun's heart trembled slightly.
He was always there when she needed help the most.
The man has a beautiful bearing, which is awe-inspiring. Although the gaze he glided across Feng Aojun's face was as plain as water, the faint chuckle on the corner of his mouth made Feng Aojun feel like an old friend.
He slowly paced to Feng Aojun's side, and she smelled the unique cold fragrance on his body.
A week after the man's eyes looked around at those humans and beasts, he fell sharply on Di Yan, and his tone made people tremble: "The dignified emperor family can only fight in groups. ”
When Di Yan saw the man with extraordinary bearing, he was wondering who it was. After the man approached, his eyes suddenly widened, his body trembled involuntarily, his legs were bent and he was about to kneel, and his lips trembled: "Gong...... Palace ......"
Before Emperor Yan could spit out a complete sentence, the purple light in the man's hand had already dragged Emperor Yan and coldly strangled his neck.
This skill...... Say how fast you are, thunder and lightning are simply floating clouds in front of this speed.
"Waste." The man spoke in a low voice.
Emperor Yan's face quickly turned pale, and his eyes showed a frightened gaze, but he could only respectfully spit out one word: "Yes." ”
"Get out." With a slight wave of the man, Emperor Yan flew away and knelt in front of the crowd, his body trembling like chaff.
A silent coercion was released from the man's body, and the people and beasts around him lay on the ground and trembled, without a trace of majesty. Even Feng Aojun and Guoguo couldn't resist, and as soon as their legs were weak, they were about to kneel.