The strong wind suddenly rose, and Lan Fei's eyes were blurred.
Before he could react, his body had rolled out like a windmill.
Hitting a tree with a thud The impact was like a spark hitting the earth.
The big tree broke with a loud crack and collapsed.
Lan Fei's kung fu is also one of the best in the Sharman Kingdom.
Normally, hundreds of people might not be able to get close to him, but this time the attack came so fast and violent that he didn't even have time to react.
By the time he came to his senses, his body had already collapsed under the big tree, and his internal organs seemed to have been displaced.
The pain caused his eyes to turn black, and stars were popping out in clusters.
When he finally struggled to get up, the black mist of Venus dissipated in front of his eyes, and what he saw was a man in white standing next to Gu Xijiu.
The silver ghost face mask is ferocious, and the white robe is flying and flying, as if it is about to split and go away.
The man had eyes as deep as the night sky, and there seemed to be cold stars about to burst and burn in his eyes.
The grassland was originally a bit cold, but now it was filled with warmth.
The heat wave was rolling, and the green grass on the ground curled up as if it was about to be dried out.
Lan Fei broke out in sweat, half from pain, half from heat, and half from fear.
He was familiar with the person in front of him.
Holy Lord The most mysterious national master of the Sharman Kingdom and the actual leader of the Sharman Kingdom.
Although he doesn't come to the Shark Country often, every time he appears, it is when something big happens in the Shark Country.
Whether there is a foreign enemy or a civil strife, he is like a magic needle in the sea, using iron and blood to quickly bring order to the chaos.
He is the patron saint of the sharks, and Lan Fei once met him from a distance.
The aura of this man was so strong that Lan Fei was deeply impressed after seeing him once.
At this moment, this man was like a god looking down on all living beings.
The aura on his body was fully activated, and the majestic pressure surged in.
Lan Fei felt a chill crawling down his back and throughout his body.
His whole body was stiff, as if he was under heavy pressure.
My legs went weak and I knelt down again.
He originally wanted to shout angrily, but was suppressed by the other party's power, and he couldn't even speak.
For a moment, he almost thought that the other party was going to kill him or die with his body intact, and cold sweat instantly rolled down his forehead.
Fortunately, the loud noise made Gu Xijiu, who was sleeping there, move slightly.
The huge pressure on Di Fuyi seemed to make her uncomfortable, and her eyebrows furrowed.
It was just the slightest movement, but it brought the saint to his senses when he was in a state of rage.
He glanced back at her and saw her eyelashes trembling twice, and she opened her sleepy drunken eyes.
But before she could see the person in front of her clearly, Di Fu flicked his sleeves and Gu Xijiu fell asleep again.
The tree she was leaning on was relatively thin.
When she moved like this, she tilted her body and tried to lie down.
There were some pieces of wood under her body.
She would definitely be stabbed if she lay down.
Before her body fell, she had already fallen into someone's arms.
The breath in the arms was faint, but Gu Xijiu, who was sleeping soundly, frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to smell this smell.
If she moved her body again, she still resisted and struggled in her sleep.
Her drunken struggle was just drizzle to Di Fuyi.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at her, as if he didn't expect that she also wanted to wake up after using the sleeping spell.
Obviously, she is extremely defensive of everyone now, even if she is drunk, she seems to have one eye open
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