Feng Yunjing didn't go to see her at all, but looked at Suxi coldly and said: "You have no choice but to never see Nangong Yu, help me break through, or..."
"What if I don't want to?"
Feng Yunjing's face sank, and she suddenly reached out and buckled the chin of Suxi, forcing her to raise her head, you sneered and said with a sneer: "You are Nangong Yu who is bewitched by this face? It looks really beautiful, but if it is Nangong Yu knows that you have become my person. I don’t know if he will want you... Um--!!!
Feng Yunjing slammed his hand sharply, stepping back with a pale face, reaching out and slowly touching his ear.
The tentacles were cold and wet, but blood oozed out.
Su Xi’s eyes flashed with Sen Han’s killing intent, and purple vines suddenly sprang from behind her like a sky curtain, erecting a terrifying barrier behind her.
"Maybe there is another option, that is, you all die!"
Her voice was chilling, and anger and humiliation made her white jade-like face glow like a peach blossom, as if it had been stained with intriguing beauty.
The light flickered in Feng Yunjing's eyes, the smile on his face was cold and overbearing, and he was also aggressive with certainty. "Very well, no prey has ever escaped my palm. Xiyue, I want to see, you Can it be done."
The black and blue flag streamers soared into the sky, entangled with the purple vines, and they were equal.
A long sword pierced from Suxi's hand, and the sword tip turned into countless sword shadows, which enveloped the Fengyun Scenery.
Exquisite swordsmanship, the pace like a phantom phantom is fully exerted, obviously there is no spiritual fluctuation, but it looks like a gorgeous dance, beautiful and gorgeous.
For a time, the world changed color, and the clouds were rolling.
Feng Yunjing staggered away from the sword lights, a flash of amazement and appreciation flashed in his eyes, a flash of red light flashed suddenly around his body, a low voice seemed to ring in the sky, and it seemed to ring in the ear of Suxi, "It's a pity, if so Let you grow for a while, in this white mist, maybe even I can't control you. But at this moment, you are destined to become my prey-Xi Yue!"
As soon as the words fell, the red light was suddenly strong, as if the blood had condensed, and swept towards Puxi.
The scorching breath made Suxi's footsteps, and his face showed surprise.
Obviously there is no spiritual fluctuation in this breath, but when touching her, she can completely absorb her physical strength.
Just a moment of effort, Suxi couldn't even hold the sword, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Her face was pale, her steps were staggering, and she was about to fall. Feng Yunjing's mouth twitched a cold smile. When she stretched out her hand, she would be caught in her arms.
Who knows, just the moment he reached out, he suddenly changed color.
Feng Yunjing's figure receded at a rapid speed, but he still could not avoid the murderous sword, the clothes in his hands shattered instantaneously, and a greasy mouth also appeared on his arm.
Suxi's body was soft, but he did not fall to the ground, but fell into a wide and hot embrace.
The familiar breath came as if it were the warmest harbour and the most anticipated dependence.
For some reason, Suxi felt that his nose was sore, and said softly, "Nangong Yu."
Nangong Yu slammed her violently, grabbing her shoulders from top to bottom and checking them inch by inch.
The palm that touched her body was scorching and powerful, but at this time it was trembling slightly, showing how terrified and terrified the master of these hands was.