“Still practicing.
But when she arrived, she saw a huge crack had already appeared there.
Meng Ling's face changed greatly.
This crack was caused by Feng Liu.
Could it be that Feng Mingye The more she thought about it, the more worried she became.
Meng Ling lost her guard for a moment because of her worry.
She saw a whirlpool of wind appearing out of thin air behind her, approaching her at a very fast speed.
When Meng Ling reacted, she had already lost the opportunity to escape.
Seeing Feng Liu getting closer and closer, Meng Ling's blue eyes widened in fear.
Death was approaching, and Meng Ling felt a trace of regret in her heart.
She had not confessed her love to Feng Mingye yet.
Just when she thought she was dead, a black wind blade suddenly passed by.
The wind vortex that attacked her split into two halves because of the wind blade, and then gradually dissipated in the air.
"Feng Mingye, great, you're okay."
It was him who saved her, it was him.
Feng Liu disappeared, and Meng Ling cried for joy when she saw the man in white standing in front of her.
The blue tears turned into bright blue pearls and fell to the ground the moment they flowed out.
"I'm fine."
Feng Mingye stared at Meng Ling's pair of blue eyes that were very familiar to him but could not remember them.
He felt slightly strange and said coldly.
Meng Ling wiped her tears, and suddenly she wanted to throw herself into Feng Mingye's arms.
Of course, as soon as this idea came to her mind, Meng Ling did take action.
When Feng Mingye didn't react, she threw herself into her arms.
He reached Feng Mingye's arms and hugged him.
Feng Mingye's body trembled, and he reflexively pushed Meng Ling away.
But at this time, the wind vortex appeared out of thin air again.
Feng Mingye moved Meng Ling behind him, raised his hand and passed the black blade of his right hand, slashing through the vortex.
After bringing Meng Ling to a safe place, Feng Mingye let her go.
"Princess, respect yourself."
Meng Ling was very happy that Feng Mingye had saved her and before she could push her away, she suddenly heard Feng Mingye's cold words.
Her face froze and she mustered up the courage to say, "I am happy with you." , Fengming night."
She fell in love with him at first sight at the first sight at the bottom of the dream.
Even though he was so cold, taciturn, and even ignorant of amorous feelings, she still liked him.
Feng Mingye was not surprised to hear Meng Ling's words.
Although he had lost his memory, it did not mean that he did not understand Meng Ling's hints from time to time, so he deliberately distanced himself from her.
After all, Meng Ling was kind and innocent, giving him a familiar feeling.
He would not hurt Meng Ling if he was kind to him.
"Sorry, I already have someone I like.
It has to be her."
Feng Mingye's voice was extremely cold.
Even if he had forgotten his true love, he would never fall in love with her.
Hearing Feng Mingye's answer without leaving any chance, Meng Ling felt a little uncomfortable.
Who was the person who could make Feng Mingye happy?
If she didn't see it with her own eyes, she didn't want to give up because she really liked him.
"I see."
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Feng Mingye didn't stay here for long, and stepped out into the center of the whirlpool that scared everyone.
This sudden vortex of wind seemed to be useful to him, because the moment the black blade passed by, he clearly felt a strange power in the vortex enter his body and merge into his spiritual sea.
When Meng Ling saw Feng Mingye rushing into the vortex of wind, her face changed with fear.
"Fengming Night" But at this moment, there is a vast and vast territory.
Yun Rattle, sitting under the dead tree, was surrounded by bursts of lightning.
And her consciousness once again entered a familiar cloud layer filled with thunderclouds.
Looking at the scene in front of me.
Yun Yaoling looked at his hands, which were white.
This is the thunder tribulation of consciousness.
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