Women are like poetry, so that they can have infinite charm.
If a woman is stupid, she can have no hesitation.
Nangong has a red face and white clothes, a pair of beautiful eyes are as elegant as poetry, obsessed with others, and also obsessed with others.
The shattered spirit sword rushed out of the spirituality, and the shadow of a blue unicorn appeared on the blade of the sword, with a slashing slaughter that cut through the sky, and let out a high roar that could shatter the mountains.
"Po" Nangong Hongyan sacrificed the purple zither, which was left by the ancestors of the stunning building, the purple Hunan sandalwood stem, the silk strings of the snowy ice silkworm, I don't know how many beautiful people in the dust regarded as favorites, and there was a distant and fragrant fragrance condensed on it.
With a flick of his slender fingers, an endless wave of sound flew out, turning into a round array of disks, like more than a dozen ancient shields blocking the Shattered Sky Sword.
"Bang, bang" The power of the giant, coupled with the power of the spirit weapon, was not at all something that could be resisted by the combat power of a half-step giant, and one after another waves of sound were shattered and dissipated in the wind.
A trace of blood overflowed from her sandalwood mouth, with a fishy fragrance, flowing down her fair neck, converging into a gorgeous stream of blood.
She had never shed so much blood, but she didn't feel the pain.
"Boom" She directly sacrificed her beloved guzheng and beat it out, and under the broken empty sword, the guzheng was cut into two, "bang", "bang", and fell into a corner of the prison.
At the same time, she turned into a stream of flames and flew towards the bottom of the prison.
"Where to go, die" Yue Chongzi pointed his finger, and thousands of air currents condensed at his fingertips, turning into thousands of sword shadows and rushing out again, condensing into a torrent of sword light, catching up with the fire in front.
"Poof" Nangong Hongyan let out a miserable scream, staggered, fell in a pool of blood, did not stop, got up, and continued to fly to the depths of the prison.
"Damn it" Yue Chongzi's heart was cold, he stepped on the spirit sword, turned into a green rainbow and chased after him, if Nangong Hongyan saw Feng Feiyun, then the head of the Feng family would definitely not let him have a good time.
"Enlightenment" Feng Feiyun stood in the prison, his hands bursting with demonic flames, his muscles breaking through his sleeves, and the chains on his arms were stretched straight, as if they were about to break.
A raging flame ignited on his back, and the backbone of Hades erupted with a force that could support the mountains, Feng Feiyun's hair was reversed, his whole body was rolling down with sweat, and his hands were holding the array plate on his head, as if he was holding up a piece of heaven and earth.
The hard iron and stone on the ground were trampled out of the foot-deep pit, and the gravel was all over the ground, and they roared to express the anger in their hearts.
At this moment, Feng Feiyun's eyes froze, and his red eyes softened, staring at the beautiful woman outside the iron bar, his heart was very uncomfortable.
Feng Feiyun finally didn't break the forbidden array under Feng Mobu, put the array plate down again, dragging the heavy iron chain, through the iron pillar covered with prints, his heart was like a knife, his throat seemed to be stuck, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Hongyan" Nangong Hongyan was standing outside, her skin was infected with blood, there were more than ten scars on her body, and a broken sword was tattooed on her back.
Feng Feiyun had never seen her so hurt, how much she loved beauty, but at this moment she made herself so embarrassed and so desolate.
Her voice was also a little hoarse and dry, and she said weakly: "I came as promised, and I didn't disappoint you."
"Why are you here, this is not the place you should be," Feng Feiyun said almost roaring, with a bit of sparkle in his eyes, and his voice seemed to whimper.
Nangong Hongyan smiled miserably: "Where there is you, it is where I should come."
There's nothing to do or shouldn't, I just know that if you die, I don't know where I'm supposed to go. ” Feng Feiyun said: "Why do you bother?"
Nangong Hongyan said stubbornly: "Feng Feiyun, you never said that you loved me. ” "I love you" Feng Feiyun thought that he would never say this to the second woman, but at this moment he said it faster than ever.
"You haven't heard me say to you that I love you."
Nangong Hongyan sighed.
She is not a woman who likes to talk about love so vulgarly, but she is afraid that if she doesn't say it vulgarly, she will never have a chance to say it again, she feels that she still can't live long, maybe she will die faster and earlier than Feng Feiyun.
"I've been waiting for you to say it."
Feng Feiyun stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch her face and help her wipe away the tears and blood on her face, but was struck back by a thunderbolt.
Nangong Hongyan's eyes, like an agate falling in a pool of blood, throbbed with tears, and said: "I don't know how to express love, I only know that when I count the stars under the night sky every night, I always feel that you are counting the stars like me, there are 38,042 stars in the south sky, 12,400 stars in the west sky, 74,561 stars in the north sky, and when I count the stars in the east sky, the sky will be bright."
Have you counted how many are there?"
"I" Feng Feiyun's heart was sour, and he shook his head with difficulty.
He knew that only a woman would count the stars in the sky when she missed another person, when she was lonely and unbearable.
She counted from the south, because she knew that Fengfeiyun and she were under the southern sky, and by the time she counted to the east, the lonely and cold night had already passed.
Feng Feiyun didn't count the stars, she was ashamed, when she said her love, she was so fast, so pale, so dry, and her love, before she said it, was already bitter.
There are no stormy days, she is really lonely.
"Dada" A fierce aura descended from above, carrying a sword light, and landed on the ground, as soon as Yue Chongzi stood firm, he found that the wind and clouds in the iron prison had disappeared.
Oh no, the two of them have already escaped.
Yue Chongzi was blocked by the formation laid out by Nangong Hongyan all the way, so he was only a moment late.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the void without warning, and a terrifying force blasted out, and thousands of thunderbolts slashed on Yue Chongzi's back.
This blow was too unexpected, and when Yue Chongzi noticed that something was wrong, he could only defend passively, but how could he block the attack of the Thunder Fire Bead, and he was directly blasted out.
"Bang" Yue Chongzi's body was directly smashed into the wall, knocking out a huge human-shaped pit, and blood gushed out from it, and a giant was beaten to the point of dying, and could only crawl out of it with difficulty.
The scalp on his head was shattered, and he stared at Feng Feiyun standing in front of him in disbelief, and said, "How did you escape?"
Feng Feiyun held the bloody Nangong Hongyan in her arms, she had already fainted, her body was rapidly getting cold, Feng Feiyun stared at Yue Chongzi on the ground fiercely, a red flame burned on her body, turned into a fire man, and rushed straight up.
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With the power of Feng Feiyun, he naturally couldn't break the forbidden formation under Feng Mobu, but Nangong Hongyan took off the red luan fire robe and the hidden silkworm saro and handed it to him.
Wearing these two divine robes, Feng Feiyun's combat power soared, shattering the forbidden array and escaping from the iron prison.
Nangong Hongyan has no cultivation, wearing these two divine robes, her combat power can be compared with the half-step giant, Feng Feiyun is not known how many times higher than her cultivation, wearing these two divine clothes, although she can easily defeat the giant, at least she still has the strength to compete with the giant.
"Hongyan, if you can't die, I'll take you out, please ask the best miracle doctor to save you."
Feng Feiyun gently wiped the blood on her forehead, and could feel the life in her body passing faster, and her body became even colder.
Nangong Hongyan originally only had the cultivation of the early stage of the immortal root, and if she was so seriously injured, it would be fatal to her, and it was impossible for her to be as strong as Feng Feiyun's physique to resist, and she would be intact in a few days.
Feng Feiyun can, but she can't.
After taking off her divine clothes, she is actually an infatuated woman who is weaker than anyone else.
When Feng Feiyun stepped out of the cave, the sky had already given birth to a white belly, and the stars in the eastern sky had also become pale white.
The darkness passes, will the dawn really come?
"Boom" Suddenly, a fierce wind howled in the sky, and a stream of light rushed out from the central peak, all of which landed on the sky outside this cave.
There are dozens of them, all of them have a huge aura, all of them are half-step giants' cultivation, and even the other eight giants have also descended, this is already the top of the Feng family today.
Many of them have lived for hundreds of years, and they were the ancestors of a great sect, and they have gathered in the Xuanxing Blessed Land these days to worship the real people, and such a big thing has happened in the Xuanxing Blessed Land, and these people are rushing to come one by one in order to please the real people.
"Feng Feiyun, you really escaped, do you think you can go today?"
The four half-step giants guarding outside the Xuanxing Blessed Land flew out at the same time, standing with the dozens of old men, all suspended in the sky, staring at Feng Feiyun condescendingly.
The momentum of these people was all gathered to one point, and the overwhelming pressure on Feng Feiyun's body was overwhelming, this was the pressure of a force, like a thousand heavy forces, even an iron mountain would be crushed.
"You can't go or not, it's not you who have the final say" Feng Feiyun's eyes were unswerving, even if the sky fell, he did not change color, and sacrificed the feather platform, turning into a thirty-three zhang high holy monument, with a heavy long-term power on the ancient text.
The eighteen figures on the holy monument were a wisp of remnant souls of eighteen supreme talents, blocking the coercion of dozens of ancestor-level figures.
Feng Feiyun stepped on a hundred-meter-long bronze ancient ship, with a feathering platform on his head, holding Nangong Hongyan in one hand and a white stone giant knife in the other, and rushed straight over.
Like a mad dragon on the angry sea, it goes against the waves
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