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I don't know who made the first move, and the wind tightened up. In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be a breath collision between Feng Feiyu and the buildings, and the original sparse air was as tight as a tightened rope, fleeting.
Feng Fei Yu flew under the wind under the branches, and finally looked parallel to the buildings.
She smiled unruly: "the devil's patience is indeed much better than the three, at least …". It's much better than my master's rigor. "
Her words sounded like a compliment, but there was not a trace of praise on her face.
Buildings silently clenched their fists in their sleeves, and was surprised that the condensing confrontation between the two just now was neck and neck.
At that moment, he used almost 70% of his skills, but unexpectedly, the other side did not seem to use all his strength.
He wants to get her into the Seven Kill Hall more and more.
"I can't believe you worship the old man Moyan." He sniggered: "keep three long, you worship who is bad, unexpectedly is him."
Feng Fei Yu fell to the ground and casually asked, "the devil doesn't like him?"
When it comes to Moyan, the temperament of killing buildings has changed.
"well, you sanctimonious old man!" His crimson pupils were filled with flames, as if he could burn plants and animals ten miles around in the blink of an eye, and hate the sky.
Feng Feiyu did not expect to see such a scene when asked casually, some sighed and stepped back half a step, but not because of fear, just a little surprised. She curled her lips and said nothing, waiting for him to calm down.
"Lord Devil, what is the so-called coming here today? If it's all right, please go back. "
Kill buildings and look at her: "you just want me to go?"
She nodded honestly.
I not only want you to go, but even you appear in front of me again, wondering if I will point my sword at you.
Her heart was alive, but she had a hypocritical smile on her face.
"after all, Changliu is a decent place. The devil, the 'evil man' in the word of the world, will come here less in the future. I am also for your own good." She spoke with dignity as if she were some respectable old man.
Killing buildings disdain to hum: "I have my own way to come and go, and I don't need you to educate me."
When she saw that it didn't make sense, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "all right, it's up to you. I'll continue to read mine." With that, she turned to resist the wind and planned to go back to her place and continue to look at the mountains and seas in the distance, emptying herself.
Buildings quickly reached out to stop her and asked her, "do you know where that little one was last time?"
Feng Fei Yu picked the eyebrow and looked at it, and there was a fierce light in the eye light.
"my Lord, do you want to fight with me?"
Chapter 35 comes out of the mountain
"my Lord, do you want to fight with me?"
Feng Feiyu looked over faintly, as if he were looking at a dead object.
Buildings were stunned for a moment, and she was frightened by the unexpected Earthquake in her eyes, and her mind flickered, like a stranger in the middle of the grave, her hands and feet cold for a moment.
He frowned, "when did I say I would fight with you?"
Feng Feiyu turned to embrace his arms: "then what did I just say, but the devil heard clearly?"
After all, Changliu is a decent place, and the devil, who is called an "evil man" in the world, will come here less in the future, and I will do it for you, too.'
Buildings thought of the words that she had just kicked him out.
He didn't speak. Fengfei thought he remembered what he had just said.
She made a gesture of invitation and ordered another eviction: "Lord, please."
Killing buildings did not know how to react for a moment.
He smiled and deliberately made a provocative expression: "what if I don't?"
Feng Feiyu frowned impatiently: "you don't understand people, do you?" Either go or I'll beat you back! "
It doesn't matter if a good rest time is interrupted, but in the end, she is still more than half a sentence. She is really irritable and does not like to repeat a sentence or meaning over and over again. For her, such a thing is a waste of time. It is better to have that time than to have a rest and see the scenery after a fight.
Killing buildings did not expect that she could suddenly be so fierce, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him with obvious boredom, which made him even less responsive.
Feng Feiyu wanted to look up to the sky and sighed, turned his eyelids fiercely, didn't bother to say anything, and reached out his evil sword.
'Qiang'
But the evil sword is out of its sheath!
When she had not responded to the killing of the buildings, the evil sword had already faced her face, and the tip of the sword was only a short distance from the center of his eyebrow.
Killing buildings in the heart of a Rin, the left foot to retreat.
It was not until now that he became serious and looked at the dark sword that was pressing step by step, and the haunting breath came from the gloom, which was not much different from the evil spirit of a thousand bones. But he could feel that the smell of the sword came from Feng Feiyu, which not only had the spirit of Yin evil spirit, but also had a slight smell of blood.
Feng Fei Flying Gymnastics | under the control of evil, she presses on the buildings. She keeps the wind forward bit by bit, but the evil sword has been blocked a few inches in front of the front door.
There was no worry in her heart, and there was no sign of movement in her hands, but the evil sword received her thoughts and struggled to pierce the boundary of the fields. The tip of the double-edged sword was like a drill of steel, trembling and approaching. Buildings clenched his teeth secretly, and he had already made 80% of his internal force. He thought his kung fu was not weak, but he did not expect that he could hardly resist a little girl's sword here.
With a breath of breath, he turned and flew up to the treetops next to him. When he turned around, he waved his hand out and made an effort to collide with the evil sword, which caused the evil sword to stop.
Feng Feiyu recalled but evil.
The imperial wind stood on the treetops, narrowing his eyes fiercely, and there was no feeling of cherishing his talents any more, leaving only the anger and severity caused by being beaten.
"Little girl, don't know the nature of heaven and earth!" He reached out and took out a silver fan from the empty tripod, so delicate that it was not like a weapon, but like a work of art.
Feng Feiyu held the scabbard in one hand and pointed the sword at him in the other: "Lord Devil, I have advised you."