"Princess, why are you bothered?" At the peak of the cliff of Qingfeng Pavilion, Feng Lao looked at the woman in front of him wearing white flowing cloud flying sleeves, his face was full of helplessness and heartache. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After returning from that Penglai Immortal Island, this Su Yingxue has never gone out after retreating on the top of this cliff, and even set this place as a forbidden place, except for this Feng Lao, no one can enter.

If it was Liu Qingya, Chu Mo and the others would definitely be shocked when they saw Su Yingxue at this moment.

At this moment, although Su Yingxue is still the peerless book of Allure, it seems to have changed as a person, not to mention that the cold breath has been greatly reduced, the hair that should have been ink-dyed cyan has become as white as snow at this moment, and a delicate Allure face is even more pale and colorless at this moment.

No one knows, except for that Feng Lao, this Su Yingxue is not only white-headed overnight, but even 、、、、

"Why bother?" A bitter smile appeared on Su Yingxue's delicate face, she didn't answer Feng Lao's words, but stretched out her pair of white Hao wrists and gently stroked the boneless but flat and silky lower abdomen, and said softly for a long time: "He, gone?"

"、、、 you" Feng Lao's face flashed with anger from blame: "What do you still care about him to do? Now that you have become like this, he still cares about his so-called senior sister, are you worth it for you to treat her like this?"

"Concern?" Su Yingxue smiled bitterly: "How could I ever care about him!"

"No?" Feng Lao said dissatisfiedly: "Seven emotions and six desires, because of him, not only did you not cut it off, but also because he fell from that golden pill to the fifth level 、、、、of the golden pill, and now you are even more pregnant for him."

Speaking of this, Feng Lao couldn't go on, just looked at Su Yingxue with a look full of blame and distress, if it was just this, she would definitely not be so angry, for a long time, this Feng Lao sighed: "You." Have you forgotten how your mother died?"

Su Yingxue didn't speak, just stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, her white hair fluttering, and an inexplicable sense of sadness spread out on this cliff.

"You 、、、" Feng Lao opened his mouth and was about to say something, but at this moment, the old face that was originally a ravine suddenly changed. His eyes shrank suddenly, as if he had been stimulated by something, and his eyes were staring at the void tightly.

There, above that void, a cyan figure was standing prominently, if it weren't for the accidental sweep of the corner of his eye, Feng Lao wouldn't even notice that in this Qingfeng Pavilion, in the sky above himself and the others, he didn't know when a person appeared!

It was an old man. Tsing Yi, white hair, and a tall body seem to be able to support the world like a mountain, and a mysterious but elusive momentum looms over him.

He didn't speak, just looked at Su Yingxue, who was pale because of his appearance, his eyes flashed, as deep as the stars, but like the sun and the moon. Darkness and light intertwined, and at the center of his eyebrows. There was a crack, as if it were a closed eye.

"It's you!" Feng Lao's face changed greatly, and his whole body suddenly straightened up, as vigilant as if he was facing a great enemy, and even more panicked, and his face was even more pale: "What are you doing again." You're not welcome in my Qingfeng Pavilion!"

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't look at the old man Feng, but just looked at Su Yingxue quietly with a pair of eyes as deep as the stars, the sun and the moon, and for a long time, a misty but like a voice outside the sky slowly reverberated from the mouth of the old man in Tsing Yi, the void: "I'll go!"

"Impossible!" Su Yingxue didn't respond yet. But the moment that Feng Lao heard this sentence, his entire body suddenly exploded, and a terrifying murderous aura burst out, causing the entire Qingfeng Pavilion to surround the sky, and a coercion far beyond the Jindan powerhouse suddenly enveloped the entire Qingfeng Pavilion, this Feng Lao was a terrifying master in the Yuan Infant Stage!

"Five hundred years ago, you took away the princess of our clan so that she died in your Tiansheng Gate, and five hundred years later, you want to take the little princess of my clan again, do you really have no one in my clan who can help you?"

Su Yingxue didn't speak, the moment the old man in Tsing Yi appeared, her face became a little pale, she vaguely knew what the old man was talking about, but when the old man said that sentence, her whole body was even more shocked, and her face was full of bitterness: "Finally, are you still here?"

She had thought that the old man in Tsing Yi would appear, but she never expected that it would appear so quickly that she didn't even have the slightest psychological preparation.

Listening to the words of the old man Feng, the old man in Tsing Yi finally became moved, he looked at the old man Feng with a pair of eyes that were extremely water-stopping, and said for a long time: "I have no intention of being an enemy of your Wa Emperor family, this trip is for the entire immortal cultivation world, five hundred years ago the old man can still be understood, five hundred years later, the old man must also be able to expect this scene!"

"For the sake of cultivating the Immortal Realm?" Feng Lao's face was full of sneers: "For tens of thousands of years, my Wa Emperor clan has sacrificed for the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, generation after generation of princesses, and what has the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm done for us?

With the sound of these words, the entire Qingfeng Pavilion suddenly trembled, and a strange aura suddenly erupted from this Feng Lao's body, and with the appearance of this aura, the entire Qingfeng Pavilion shook violently.

The earth shook, the countless mountains and rocks of the entire Qingfeng Pavilion trembled, and countless buildings swayed and shook in this terrifying vibration, brushing and brushing, as if they were about to collapse, and countless Qingfeng Pavilion disciples looked terrified.

Beneath the cliff, shrouded in mist, a building like a cyan spire shook violently, and the tremor grew louder and louder, and the whole spire roared as if the whole cyan spire was about to be pulled out of the abyss of the cliff.

The cyan spire is the eighteen-story building of the Qingfeng Pavilion!

It is also the town of Qingfeng Pavilion: the eighteenth floor!

Looking at the old Feng who was getting more and more demonic on his body, and the momentum that kept coming from under the clouds and mist that was not a cliff, the old man in Tsing Yi's star-like eyes moved slightly, and then sighed lightly: "The weapon of the Wahuang clan: The eighteenth floor is terrifying, but even so, you can't bear me after all, you can't know this very well!"

He, this trip must take away that Su Yingxue, no matter who it is, there is no way to stop him, just like taking her mother five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, the same is true!

Just because, this is his mission, and it is also their fate! )