Fu Ling'an chuckled and gracefully and calmly removed the soft sword at his waist

"Ji Yuntian" stared at him, and his voice became colder.

"Fu Ling'an, you have no way to live!"

Without waiting for Fu Ling'an to speak, "Ji Yuntian" added coldly.

"But if you tell this palace, this palace can give you a good time! Otherwise......"

The "Ji Yuntian" transformed into black qi showed a contemptuous and weird smile.

"You will definitely suffer the punishment of ten thousand Gu heart-devouring hearts, you can't survive and you can't die, and finally turn into a pile of carrion that can survive!"

Fu Ling'an didn't move his brows.

Yin Owl's eyes stared at "Ji Yuntian" quietly, even if he knew that this was just a phantom, he still couldn't bear the murderer's face against Sister.

The soft sword turned into a dragon and went straight to the cheek of "Ji Yuntian".

The chill in the wind increases sharply.

A terrifying chill approached Fu Ling'an's heart.

The closer he got to "Ji Yuntian", the more terrifying the cold air became.

He blinked his eyes and arrived in front of "Ji Yuntian", and the soft sword was wrapped in a layer of frost.

Obviously, the sharp tip of the sword was only half an inch away from the cheek of the "Ji Yuntian", but it could not advance by half a minute.

Not only was his soft sword wrapped in frost, but even his arm-sleeved robe was covered with frost.

The thick and slender eyelashes were crystal clear, and it was clear that "Ji Yuntian" had done nothing, but Fu Lingan became a frost man in a moment.

The speed of his heart was beating slower and slower, but the killing intent in Fu Ling'an's pupils was getting stronger.

"Ji Yunting" looked at him with eyes like a god from above, looking down on the small and lowly dust.

"With you, you can also hurt this palace?"

Fu Ling'an took a deep breath, and when the bone-piercing frost was about to seep into the blood of his body, he took a step back sharply, and the soft sword also changed direction.

There was a faint sound of sharp blades cutting through skin in the air.

"Ji Yuntian" looked down at the self-immeasurable ants from above.

"Even if you beg for mercy now, this palace won't let you feel better!"

"Tell Hongu, what did you say to Rin that day in the imperial study?"

Fu Ling'an suddenly didn't hear the words of "Ji Yuntian", and his slashed fingertips slid from the sharp blade of the soft sword, and there was an extra layer of dazzling red on the ice-like blade.

As the bright red spread across the blade, the frost retreated.

However, in an instant, the soft sword re-revealed its bright white sword body, and with a sneer from Fu Ling'an, it stabbed forward fiercely, straight into the center of "Ji Yuntian's" eyebrows.

Fu Ling'an's eyes stared bloodthirstily at the "Ji Yuntian" whose cheeks were cracked inch by inch, and he sent his hand forward.

The long sword pierced through the entire head of "Ji Yuntian".

He stubbornly spoke.

"Imposters! Even if you kill my sister and replace her as high priest, but...... As long as I, Fu Ling'an, live for a day, I will kill you once when I see you! ”

"Ji Yunting" pupils shook, and the crack made her stunning face begin to collapse in an instant.

The graceful figure also dissipated with Fu Ling'an's sword, turning into a black mist again.

The black fog was surging wildly, and the wind was howling in the village, and the flying sand and rocks were raging.

The voice of "Ji Yuntian" was trembling.

Not fear, but anger and disbelief.

"Impossible! Ji Yunwan doesn't have a younger brother at all! She's only me! ”

The black mist turned into a huge black head, and from mid-air, it rushed straight towards Fu Ling'an, who was holding a soft sword.

A sharp and eerie voice kept echoing in his ears.

"You're a witch? But it doesn't matter, I, Ji Yuntian, am the high priest of Tianshu City, and the entire Wu clan, as well as all the people of the four kingdoms of Kyushu, should be prostrate at the foot of this palace! ”

"Death to Hongu!"

The huge and hideous black head couldn't get close to Fu Ling'an when it was still three inches away.

Just like before, Fu Ling'an's long sword was about to pierce the forehead of "Ji Yuntian", but because of the frost, he couldn't pierce the opponent's eyebrows as he wished.

"Ji Yuntian" sneered gloomily.

"You are our Ji family! You are really the slut brother of Ji Yunwan that Rin said! ”

"That Ji Yunwan is dead, dead thoroughly! Tyrant of the Northern Abyss, right? If you are smart, give up resistance and call the second sister of the palace, for the sake of you being the only brother of the palace, the palace will spare you this time! ”

Fu Ling'an held the long sword in his hand and slashed a sword straight at the huge hideous head.

The blood-stained sword forced the huge hideous head to retreat subconsciously.

There was an angry and vicious scolding of "Ji Yunting" in the air.

"Fu Ling'an! You're looking for death! ”

Fu Ling'an's eyes were already scarlet at some point.

That monstrous killing intent was no better than the black mist.

"Then let's see, whether you die first or I die first!"

"Ji Yunting" laughed sarcastically and ruthlessly.

"Fu Ling'an, although your blood can stop this palace from devouring you, but! There will be a time when your blood will run dry! And the main palace in front of you is just a phantom of the main palace, and draining the blood of your whole body is just killing a phantom of this palace, you are so stupid! ”

"You're stupid!"

Xiao Yanbao's fierce voice came from mid-air.

The huge hideous black head conjured up by the black qi quickly turned around, and when he saw the little word treasure that broke through the sky, the eyes of the countless black qi surging unexpectedly revealed a bit of humanized excitement.

Joy.

"Yanbao?"

Xiao Yanbao kicked the huge head in the cheek.

The huge head was obviously transformed by black qi, but it was hard to taste the piercing pain.

"Ahh

Xiao Yanbao saw that although Fu Ling'an was embarrassed, he had good arms and legs, so he plunged into the huge black head.

Hearing the voice of his niece's little milk, Fu Ling'an's expression froze for a moment.

"Yanbao?"

Xiao Yanbao's milk shuttling in the black air echoed.

"Dear Doudou, it's Yanbao who is here to pick you up!"

Fu Lingan was worried and stunned.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Yanbao snorted and killed most of the black gas.

At the same time, the threads in the brain are released, and the remaining black qi that wants to escape is trapped.

"Because Yanbao wants to kiss his uncle!"

Fu Ling'an: "......"

He asked Lu Huaijin to find Mu Ling, and Lu Huaijin talked a little about their situation, Mu Ling would definitely go to the National Teacher's Mansion to find Song Qilin.

Outcome......

Song Qilin didn't see it, and Mu Ling didn't come either.

Here came his three-year-old niece who spoke occasionally and slurred words.

Fu Ling'an wanted to unload Lu Huaijin's heart.

What does Lu Huaijin think?

What about the brain?

Hollowed out by black gas?

A shrill scream came from the black mist.

Fu Lingan subconsciously frowned and looked up.

The black gas faded a lot, and he saw the niece of the milk bag open her little mouth and eat the black gas with a whimper.

Fu Lingan thought he was wrong.

He took a closer look.

Then I saw the last wisp of black gas curled up from the corner of my mouth by the niece's pink and tender little tongue, sucked it again, and swallowed it a few times.

Fu Ling'an: "......"

Xiao Yanbao, who had finished eating, fell from mid-air satisfied.

Because he didn't control the balance well, he was not very stable when he fell in front of Fu Ling'an.

Fu Ling'an, who looked incredulous, subconsciously squatted down and reached out to support her.

"Yanbao, slow down."

Xiao Yanbao hiccuped and smiled silly.

"Okay, Yanbao...... Listen to the kiss ~ ...... Whew......"

Fu Ling'an: "...... Words of Treasure? ”

This...... Asleep?