The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Ziyi was about to turn into a purple light when he entered Feng Lingran's body.

The air around him suddenly cooled down.

The ten major families and the mercenaries who laid out their souls shuddered almost simultaneously.

Xiaoqi and fighting Yueji and Xuewen also took a breath at the same time, and their movements were half a beat slow.

Yue Ji is a woman, born with a cold body, and is more afraid of cold. She frowned and said ugly: "What the hell is this weather? How did it get cold all at once?"

Ming Shangguang did not continue to chase Feng Lingran, and the blood-stained knife killed people without blinking. Although the person who had died was selected, no one could guarantee that Ming Shangguang would not be injured by the dazzling blood-stained knife.

Since Feng Ling couldn't wait to die, he also saved his energy.

Ming Shang shivered coldly, the weather was so fucking weird.

He couldn't help but looked up, his brown pupil shrank suddenly.

What did he see?

Snow flakes in the sky.

This season, it is not autumn yet, and it should not snow.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Suddenly brown eyes suddenly saw Xiao Xi's excited expression, as if a helper was coming, he frowned tightly and looked keenly around, except for a few more people beside Nangonghu, no one else.

There were two of them, he had met during the Nine Holy Nights, and he didn't have much patience.

As for the beauty in red...

Ming Shangguang couldn't see "her" a little, this "woman" had an overly beautiful appearance, but her eyes were red like blood.

Will it be "her"?

Ming Shangguang carefully looked at Nuer for a moment, and found that Nuer's scarlet peach blossom eyes seemed to tear him violently, and Ming Shangguang denied the idea in his heart.

If "she" really has this ability, she will not shoot him with a fierce look that cannot be killed.

When Ming Shang looked away, he would not waste time on useless people, but there would be no one but those few people around.

at this time.

A lot of snowflakes fell on the heads and shoulders of the men and mercenaries of the top ten families, and the trend of this snowflake was getting bigger and bigger. It was not too much to say that Blizzard was coming.

Gradually.

The people in the top ten families resisted the sudden cold weather.

The mercenaries are not so lucky. Soul formation requires them to be mobilized with spiritual force. The so-called one mind cannot be used for two purposes, otherwise it will be a bad thing. Keep out the cold.

Then the question is coming.

The thin they wear, it gets colder and colder this day, and they don't need spiritual power to keep out the cold.

Compared to the calmness of Ziyi.

Xiao Xi was very happy. She breathed a sigh of relief and instantly turned into white mist floating in the air: "Sister Xue, it's Sister Xue."

No one can see Xue Nu.

Only three people can see it.

Feng Lingran was one of them. He saw Xue Nu floating in mid-air to cast spells. Xue Nu's beautiful ice-like eyes flew past his handsome face and stopped on Ziyi.

Xue Nu's cold eyes turned into obsession, and the infatuation in that eye deepened with every minute and second, but also mixed with a touch of loss and sorrow.

Xue Nu knew in her heart that no matter how much she loved Ziyi and how willing she would give up everything for Ziyi, she would not get his response.

Even so.

She still can't save him from death.

Xue Nu thought sadly: How cheap should she be, can't bear to see Zi Yi injured?How cheap should she be to see him injured, her cold heart is bleeding?How cheap should I think if it can replace Ziyi and get injured?

The phoenix eyes of Ziyi faced her four eyes. In a blink of an eye, her eyes were changing, and he was always cold. After a while, he moved away indifferently.

Xue Nu's heart suddenly pained.

Xue Nu looked up, barely letting the crystal in her eyes fall.

Xiao Xi saw Xue Nu's painful expression in her eyes, and her heart also became uncomfortable, slowly, more and more uncomfortable, as if she could feel Xue Nu's pain and sorrow.

As if she was the Snow Maiden who fell in love with Ziyi and was abandoned by Ziyi.

Xiao Xi's delicate face gradually turned white.

How could this be?

She should not have this emotion.

Even as Xue Nu's friend, she may be sad for Xue Nu, but she will not feel the same.

suddenly.

A little shadow flashed in Xiao Xi's head, her small face turned whiter and she shook her head suddenly.

No, how could it be her?