Lan Feng's afterglow swept around, his back was cold, and his heart was in his throat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everywhere around, there was Situ Jin's shadow, and there was no room for him to escape. Besides, even if he wanted to escape, he wouldn't have an acceleration talisman on his body.

Lan Feng laughed miserably, his legs weakened, and he collapsed to the ground.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew around, and a little snowflake began to drift in the dark sky.

Lan Feng sat on the ground, stretched out his hands, and let the snowflakes as white as jade fall on his hands and melt into water.

"Everything in the world will change over time, Su Su said that she likes snow, because no matter how the world changes, snow is always white and flawless, at this time, before I die, I can feel the last snowflake, it can be regarded as a kind of fulfillment of God for me. ”

Lan Feng chuckled, tilted his body, and lay on the ground.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, but in his eyes, it revealed a strange cold that he had never seen before.

"Your Excellency, Moli has come to save you!"

A beautiful woman in a purple robe, her purple pupils were shining, and there was no trace of emotion on her face, slowly falling from mid-air.

Situ Jin sighed lightly, without the slightest hesitation, and the short blade in his hand broke away from his hand, and quickly stabbed down towards Lan Feng's eyes with lightning speed.

Mo Li was stunned, and Situ Jin's speed of action was beyond her expectations. It's impossible to catch that short blade now.

Her slender jade hand quickly stretched out from the wide purple sleeve, and I saw her fingertips, Huo Ran holding a small purple transparent ball, and flew quickly towards the short blade.

With a "bang", accompanied by Lan Feng's scream, the surroundings returned to calm again.

Situ Jin's spirit died, coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, and half-knelt on the ground.

His white eyebrows were twisted, he looked at Lan Feng who was lying on the ground struggling unwillingly, and then raised his head and glanced at Mo Li with palpitations, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a small black coffin instantly flew out of his cuffs and fell to the ground.

"It's time for you to appreciate the treasure of my sect!" Situ Jin's face turned pale and he shouted, and the coffin on the ground began to shake violently, making a terrifying "creaking" sound.

Mo Li was rushing towards Lan Feng, and the moment he heard Situ Jin say the treasure of the town sect, his expression moved.

Hundreds of years ago, the key to her father's death in Huangquan was the Seven Star Coffin, the treasure of the Seven Star Sect.

Just as she turned her head to look at the coffin on the ground, a sword roared, and Huo Ran came from Lan Feng's location.

"Criminal, hand over the fire lingzhi, the old man can spare you from dying!"

Mo Li frowned and turned away in surprise.

I only saw the cloth cloth chief, standing behind Lan Feng with a gloomy face at this time, a dim and dull small wooden sword floating above his head, surrounded by nine dark green sword spirits, constantly vibrating in the air.

Lan Feng's red eyes did not have any brilliance, black blood and tears filled his eyes, and finally from the left corner of his eye, a line of black tears was left.

"Senior Sister Moli. His face was pale and his expression was painful, and he barely pulled out a smile in the direction of Mo Li, "Thank you for saving me, but I can't see anything now, maybe the next moment, I won't hear your voice again." ”

Behind him, Bu Yi saw that he had answered the question, his eyes narrowed, and a dark green sword spirit in the air stabbed towards Lan Feng's thigh.

Lan Feng spurted out a mouthful of black blood, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Master...... Senior sister, can you call me Lan Feng one last time? I don't want to hear you call me Senior Brother or Your Excellency again! ”

"I don't know how to lift!" Bu Yi's eyes flashed with coldness, two buzzes, and two sword spirits on the ground above his head stabbed towards Lan Feng's other leg again.

Lan Feng's body was shocked, and he fell to the ground trembling.

"Your Excellency?" Mo Li's face changed greatly, his eyes flashed purple, and he said gloomily: "You dare to touch him, look for death!"

As he spoke, his cheeks, which were originally as white as jade, suddenly showed complex purple spirit patterns, and the whole person became hideous.

She smiled evilly, lifted the purple robe and turned it slightly, and every white snowflake in the sky had turned into a transparent purple steel needle, divided into two strands, one aimed at Situ Jin, and the other was already shooting in the direction where Bu Yi was.

Bu Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed suddenly, he opened his mouth to swallow the small wooden sword, and retreated towards the woods behind him.

Situ Jin's original aura was only the last bit left, and he was opening the seven-star coffin, when he was disturbed by Bu Yi's sudden sword qi, the whole person had collapsed, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground.

"Lan Feng, if you are poisoned by the old man, it will not be long before you will die without a corpse! But my grandson's life is not only so simple. Since you have no father and no mother, then, let the entire Chu Yunfeng repay the debt!"

As he spoke, he put his hand on the seven-star coffin and muttered to himself, and suddenly, a dazzling green light emitted from within it, and in an instant, he disappeared in place.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, the purple spirit patterns on Mo Li's face slowly receded, and the purple steel needles in the sky also turned back to white snow and slowly fell to the ground.

The wind is blowing.

A snowflake as white as jade fell on Lan Feng's eyelashes.

He blinked, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he could never, and perhaps never, see Moli's beautiful eyes through the gap between his eyelashes and snowflakes.

Lan Feng couldn't help but smile, tugging at his heart, and coughing out a mouthful of black blood.

"Mo Li, you still call me Your Excellency...... Hehe, okay, you just treat Lan Feng as if he was dead. But now, he's asking me to tell you a secret. ”

"You won't die, Mo Li will save you!" Mo Li's voice trembled a little, and he stepped forward to hug him in a panic, and reached into the purple robe with one hand, anxiously looking for something.

"Lan Feng said, you are a good ...... Good girl, ahem......" Lan Feng's face turned pale, and he kept panting.

"You won't die, there's an elixir here. Mo Li blinked, took out a dark green pill from his purple robe, and quickly stuffed it into his slightly open mouth.

Suddenly, a strong stench emanated from his mouth, and this smell was a bit like cow.

"Senior brother, please rest assured, Xuandemen's Gathering Spirit Pill is very magical, I saw someone experimenting with my own eyes that day, you will definitely be fine. Mo Li's eyes showed a look of determination, expecting a miracle.

"Gathering Spirit Pill?" Lan Feng's expression moved, as if he had noticed something.

"Before the Treasure Hunting Conference, it took three high-grade magic weapons to exchange them at the trade fair, and there will be no difference, senior brother, please rest assured. Mo Li explained again with a normal expression.

"You can't live if you do your own iniquity. Lan Feng laughed miserably, fell down, and finally lost consciousness at this moment. (To be continued.) )