Feng Feiyu pinched his wrist and moved his hand bit by bit. He said to him coldly, "Men and women are not close to each other."

"not to be kissed by your grandmother! Do you know who I am? Do you know what I have to do with thousand bones?! I want you to be a hero here!? " He didn't seem to notice that Feng Feiyu was a girl and spoke to her angrily, regardless of whether he was thirty-seven or twenty-one.

"I beg your pardon?" She tightened the strength of her hand again and frowned slightly at the extremely patient and angry young man in front of her. Zhang Junlang's face was already a little red and white, and she could still scold herself.

Her whole body was covered with the smell of shade, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that she dared not take a breath. Only the person she caught clenched his teeth, and his eyes were full of anger and no fear.

"Why say it again? Who do you think you are?! Let me go! Or I'll let you lose your head. Do you believe it? " He twisted his caught arm so hard that his teeth were shattered. With that, he looked beside him and shouted harshly, "this man is a disciple of which school, stand up for me!"

No one dared to say anything about the immortals and the people of the school around them.

Nonsense, one is the protagonist of this feast of immortals, and the other is the emperor of the world. The Empress of Heaven was not at the scene, how dare these 'small roles' speak, they really do not dare to speak.

Feng Feiyu smelled the words, scanned it intentionally or unintentionally, and finally fixed it on the white painting next to him.

Voice: "your Majesty, why don't you stand up and claim me?"

I don't know why, but I hear a deep meaning of "I don't need you, don't mess me up". He thought she could solve it by herself, and even inexplicably wanted her to solve it by herself.

He looked at her hand holding the man's wrist and his eyes sank.

He sent the message back, cold as usual: "whatever you want."

This Fengfei Yu heart is happy for a while.

I can't see it. can't believe read her this time! Yes!

As a result, no one claimed her, and things became very interesting.

"Child, do you think you are the emperor or the emperor of heaven? And let me lose my head? " She stepped forward arrogantly, raised the hand holding his hand easily, and then twisted it violently.

"Ah!"

'click.' The sound of bone dislocation resounded through the Kunlun Mountains as a fairyland, particularly clear.

'hiss-'the onlookers gasped as if their hands had been broken.

Feng Feiyu looked at him in a cold sweat and shook his not sour hand. He said to him, "No matter who you are, whether you are the Emperor Laozi or the heroes of the six worlds." You should have learned whether men and women are close or not. if you haven't, this severing hand is your tuition fee. Even if the other person is your future wife, it is an original sin for you to hold on to her hand without reporting the same emotion to you. "

As soon as she raised her chin, she looked at her and said, "but do you understand?"

Xuanyuan Lang clutched the broken hand, bowed his head and clenched his teeth.

He has never been so humiliated.

Growing up, who didn't curry favor with him when he saw him? Not carefully? Has anyone ever done this to a man like him? What's more, he is now the emperor of the world, and the Empress of Heaven, that is, the Empress of Heaven, is polite and courteous to each other when he sees him.

Now, this girl of unknown origin, how can she stand it when she comes up and humiliates him so much?

He looked up and smiled at her reluctantly, sweating in cold sweat. He moved forward and smiled and said, "of course.". "

Feng Feiyu's pupils were tight and disappeared quickly and neatly, avoiding his swift and violent split.

Xuanyuan Lang Imperial Sword stabbed an empty space forward and nearly stumbled and fell to the ground. He hurriedly inserted Wang Jian into the ground and stabilized his figure. At the same time, there was a strong aura behind him, and he quickly turned to face it, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

The flowers on the other side are windless and automatic, and a golden object flashes beside the slender and graceful girl, silhouetted against her. The frost and snow of Kunlun Mountain is set off with peach blossoms. Her face is magnificent, like Wonderland itself, and higher than Wonderland.

I can't believe she. What a quick reaction!

His sword just now, not to mention the swift and violent Extreme Speed, was pierced with 80% of his skill and speed. But didn't expect that she would be unscathed in such a seemingly defenseless situation, Teleport.

He squinted and said, "what's next to you is. What? "

His eyes were completely attracted by the glittering things around her, and his anger had been slightly relieved.

Feng Feiyu sneered and refused to return to the inkstone.

"it's none of your business."

"the artifact will not return to the inkstone!"

As soon as her voice fell, another rough voice followed.

Xuanyuan Lang was originally angry again by her words, but she was aggrieved by this voice.

He turned to the striding man and shouted, "Luo Hedong, are you still my master?" Your apprentice, I'm going to be bullied to death by a dead girl! And she broke my hand! "

Feng Feiyu frowned and moved to the flower with thousands of bones.

She asked softly, "Bones, I forgot to ask you, do you know him?"

Thousands of bones are still in a trance. She listened to her words in her ears, and it took a long time to realize, "Oh, recognize and know …". That is, didn't I go to Maoshan to ask for a way? Then I met him halfway. He was Brother Lang. "

She had just listened to his arrogant scolding and suddenly remembered who he was.

However, looking at the present situation, it seems that it is not suitable to catch up with the past. She also lost the excitement she had just remembered at that time.

Who told him to be so mean to Feiyu? She did not expect that, but she had not seen her for four years. Brother Lang, whom she knew, had grown from a teenager to a young man, but he was still so grumpy, and even seemed to be even more irascible.

She was a little disappointed.

Feng Feiyu saw the emotion in her eyes and reached out to touch her head soothingly. But do not want to, there is a person faster than her action to touch the top of the flower bone, gently touched it.