Chapter 644

Magic can't believe looking at phoenix feather, some disappointed low roar, "feather son, you are enchanted by him again? You forget how he hurt you... "

How did this happen?

He didn't expect that yu'er would be fascinated by long Zixuan again. How long did it take? Was she captured?

His words fall down, long Zixuan's face is inexplicable and ugly, once the thing is his taboo, he is very taboo others mention.

He hurt little feather, but what's the matter with this asshole?

He's not afraid to die. He wants to kill him.

Biting his teeth, long Zixuan looks at the magic's eyes. How bad is it? But at this moment, where can magic worry about him?

Fengyu looked at him coldly and said, "today's things have nothing to do with him, so you don't have to mention what happened. I just want to ask you, when you put other people's hearts into my body, have you asked me if I agree or not?"

Magic excited look instantly stiff down, the voice is dull way, "feather son, you all know?"

"Yes, I know," Feng Yu said coldly in his voice. "I won't forgive you."

Magic immediately shook his head, could not help but close to her step, stretched out his hand to seize her, voice urgent explanation, "feather son, don't, I know wrong, you don't do this to me..."

His hands didn't touch Feng Yu at all. He was blocked by long Zixuan as soon as he reached out. He wanted to waste his arms for a long time.

He did not forget, yesterday afternoon, this bastard in front of him, is how shameless holding a small feather's hand.

Those hands, the more they look, the worse they look.

Therefore, his hands did not show mercy, and a vague spirit power passed by. In a moment, he felt that his arms were numb. He bit his teeth and looked at long Zixuan with indignation in his eyes.

But long Zixuan gave him a smile. Although it was an ordinary face, it didn't show all its charm. Between his eyes and eyebrows, there was a smell of evil and enchantment.

If there are other people on the road, I'm afraid, even if he uses this face, he doesn't know how many women will fall in love with it.

Magic black face, dark and gloomy eyes, emerged a cold and violent mood.

Long Zixuan hissed and immediately looked away.

If you have the ability, come and challenge him. He'll wait.

Feng Yu looks at them, a pair of eyes murderous looking at the magic solution of dust, the voice is cold way, "this young master, your sister is he killed, if you want to revenge, look for him."

Fantasy

At this moment, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in. He didn't expect that she would push him out mercilessly.

This kind of practice is like two stabs in his chest, bloody pain.

He also realized clearly that she was really angry, so angry that, as she said, she would not forgive him.

Magic closed his eyes, he is also for her good ah, she really will never forgive him?

If so, what is the significance of what he has done?

Without waiting for him to think more, he realized that a terrible force was attacking him. He could realize that the force came from the man behind him.

He can completely escape, but he didn't, he just looked at Feng Yu with sad eyes, and let the force hit him hard.

His body was hit and flew out in an instant, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The power of Ning Zhen Jing almost broke him to pieces. However, this point is far from being reached by this man.

Magic hand wipe off the blood of lips, raised his head, staring at Fengyu from another angle.

The Feng feather Mou light fluctuated for a while, extremely quick of move a vision.

She hopes that after today, magic can completely give up on her.

She looked at the snow-white dust in front of her and said in a faint voice, "I really don't want your sister's heart. Today, I will give it back to you."

She this words falls, originally looking at the solution dust of unreal to see to her, Mou son is puzzled.

But long Zixuan had a bad feeling in his heart. He frowned, grabbed her shoulder with both hands, and turned her face to him.

"Little feather, don't do stupid things. I don't allow you to hurt yourself."

On his face, all the emotions disappeared. For a moment, there was only obscurity. He was biting his teeth. Between his eyes and eyebrows, he was deep.

Fengyu looked up at him, voice indifferent way, "dragon Zixuan, my things, don't you care, now let me go."

Long Zixuan's teeth cackled and roared in a low voice, "who cares if I don't care? If you mess around today, I'll knock you out. "

Fengyu helplessly looked at him, sighed, but the voice was indifferent threat, "if you dare to stun me, then I will never forgive you."

"You..."

Long Zixuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had nothing to do with this little woman. There was such a woman in the world who ate him to death, and he had no power to fight back.He would never believe that the crown prince of the most powerful imperial dragon clan in nine days and ten places would fall into the hands of a little woman, but that was the fact.

He was in the hands of this woman.

"If you let me go now, maybe I can consider forgiving you."

Just as he thought about how to clean up the disobedient woman, she was still cold, but if he listened carefully, she still had a faint smile.

Long Zixuan was stunned. He even began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his ears.

How could little feather talk to him in such a voice? He must have heard it wrong.

When he was distracted, Fengyu waved her hands to him, holding her two shoulders, but he held them too tightly, and she didn't break free.

Long Zixuan came back and held her tightly in his arms with his arms outstretched. His gorgeous lips were close to her ears. His voice was light judo. "Little feather, don't hurt yourself any more. If this man dares to force you, I will kill him."

When he spoke, his eyes were cold and incomparable.

Jiechen is inexplicably exposed to a strong crisis by his sight. His whole body is subconsciously tense. This man will give him a sense of crisis.

It's too far from the truth.

He is already the cultivation of Ning Zhen Jing. Even in the state of Beiling, he is also a top ranking strong man. When he comes to the low position of Beihuang Jing, he will be awed by a man's momentum.

How is that possible?

He looked at longzixuan tightly, trying to see through his cultivation. However, even if he tried his best, he could not see what realm longzixuan was.

He was shocked in his heart. Generally speaking, only the low level monks could not see through the high level monks' accomplishments.

But he can't see through this man. What does that mean?

This man's cultivation is even higher than him?

He frowned, eyes deep looking at the Dragon Zixuan, a long time back to God.

Feng Yu closed his eyes and said in a cool voice, "dragon Zixuan, it's not because of him, it's just because I don't want this heart. It's so simple."

After her consciousness was undisturbed, her only thought was to get her heart out. She didn't want to coexist with other people's bodies.

She didn't tell magic, in fact, as long as she closed her eyes, she would dream of the nightmare of being dug.

It's a terrible taste.

Before, she didn't know what was going on. Now, the nightmare is clearly the real picture of Bai Yu's temporary time, and the invisible shadow is illusion.

However, this scene was remembered by this heart, so it made her dream again and again.

This nightmare is going to torture her crazy, so, in any case, she must not have this heart.

Long Zixuan hung his head and gently rubbed her cheek against her skin which felt like water jade. He said in a low voice, "how about waiting a few days?"

Just a few more days, the seal will gather a little strength.

If Xiaoyu really doesn't want this heart, he can use the seal of God to seal the pain of her whole body. At that time, when she takes this heart, Xiaoyu won't be too painful.

Now he was unprepared, how could he watch her suffer this kind of pain?

Feng Yu shook his head without hesitation and said, "no, I will feel uncomfortable if I put this heart in my body for a moment."

What's more, her brother has already found her. How can she take this heart as her own?

Although she didn't kill people, and she didn't let her heart in, she still couldn't help feeling guilty.

It was because of her, such a young girl, that she suffered a disaster and ended up dead.

What's the difference between illusory behavior and the bad guys who rob other people's organs in the 21st century?

Although she is not a good person, she has never killed innocent people.

Although even if the heart is taken out, the white feather who was killed by fantasy can't live, but she still doesn't want to occupy the heart that others lost their lives.

Long Zixuan could naturally recognize the determination in her words. He closed his eyes and said helplessly, "little feather, however, you will be in great pain. Moreover, if you don't have a heart, you will be eaten back by the power of the world."

What he didn't say was that seeing her pain, he would be more painful. The pain was not the same as the pain on her, but it would not be easy at all.

It's also deadly

Feng Yu's voice said coldly, "I'm not afraid of pain. As for the power of the world, as long as I can control my emotions, it won't be OK."

Does it hurt?

How painful can it be?

She has been burned by the fire of sacrifice and eaten back by the power of the world. What kind of taste has not been tasted? How can she be afraid of pain?

She originally wanted to tell long Zixuan that her father had planted a seed in her body, but now she was not afraid of the world's power. But she didn't know what kind of emotion she was out of. She didn't tell him.