The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

652 I Will Not Let You Die

Fight again.

Feng Lingran's aura seemed to skyrocket, violently repelling the elder Feng Er.

The elder Feng Er's punching hand, tingling for a while, brown eyes, is incredible.

Feng Lingran was not his opponent just now. How could he explode his aura in such a short time and knock him back?

"You are not worthy of my life."

Feng Lingran raised his hand, wiped the blood of his thin lips, and the cold voice, like hell, was frightening.

Fengfu and Fengyuan still have several elders. They never put Feng Lingran in their eyes. When the old patriarch was in the past, they also cared about the old patriarch and did not dare to deal with Feng Lingran.

Now that the old patriarch is gone, they will have no worries, and they will kill Feng Lingran as much as they want.

Ran.

In the scene just now, Feng Fu surprised several people and sounded the alarm.

Feng Fu's eyes quenched the poisonous light, staring coldly at Feng Lingran's handsome face like Feng Jun.

Is the power of inheritance.

He didn't expect that the genius of the humble seed was so high, in such a short time, he actually realized the inheritance, and repelled the elder Feng Er, Feng Fu's brown eyes narrowed squinting fiercely, he could not give Feng Lingran time again To learn more, he will kill this cheap seed as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.

"Little beast, you must be arrogant, and I will come to ask you for your destiny." Elder Feng San had hated Feng Lingran, not to mention Feng Lingran's arrogance. As soon as he threatened to release it, his powerful spirit agitated his robe. There was a trembling sound from the people of the Phoenix family beside him.

In the hands of the elder Feng San, an iron whip suddenly appeared, and the whip flicked away. The iron whip was like a cold and poisonous black snake, and flew flexibly towards Feng Lingran.

Elder Feng San loved the iron whip all his life, and the iron whip in his hand was a spiritual weapon that he had worked so hard to get out of his life's whip, and it was extremely lethal.

Even the masters of the Holy Capital could not escape his fascinating iron whip. Feng Lingran flashed in the air several times. Although he escaped, he was forced to pursue his skills by the iron whip that was chasing after him.

The elder Feng San looked at Feng Lingran scornfully in the air. This humble seed really spoiled the inheritance of the Feng clan.

The iron whip in his hand suddenly shook, bang... The iron whip had long eyes like an iron wave twisted in a circle, just locked in the place where Feng Lingran flashed, Feng Lingran was very fast, but his legs were still The iron whip is locked.

Elder Feng San smiled coldly, and the iron whip slammed down on the ground, trying to smash Feng Lingran.

Xiao Xi's pupils shrunk, and she could no longer hear the voice of Longlong Shenzhi calling her. She flew over, grabbed the iron whip that locked Feng Lingran, and the spirits gathered in her arms, pulling hard.

The iron whip broke away from the palm of Elder Feng San.

Feng Lingran landed peacefully, her blood-red eyes seemingly turned back to black, looking at her delicate face, a slight flash of warmth flashed in her eyes.

She looked at him, knelt down silently, untied the iron whip on his leg, and put it in her sleeve.

Where did Elder Feng San think that Xiao Xi would suddenly jump in?

And.

Why is this dead girl's cultivation so powerful?

Elder Feng San stared at Xiao Xi bitterly: "Dead girl, return the iron whip to me."

Xiao Xi hummed: "Why do you return?"

The elder Feng San was asked for a moment, what did this dead girl mean?Want to steal his magic weapon?

The elder Feng San felt sick in his heart, so shameless, Feng Lingran, the little bitch, and the people with him were so shameless and dared to steal his things.

"Dead girl, you still have time to pay me back. If you want to die with Feng Lingran, I can fulfill you too."

Xiao Xi smiled indifferently and said very simply: "Then you can complete me! I want to die with him."

Feng Lingran's red eyes, as if dripping black ink, instantly fainted into black ink, he looked at Xiao Xi faintly, a throb and surprise in his heart.

He suddenly reached out and hugged Xiao Xi tightly into his arms: "I will not let you die, even if I die, I will not let you die."