Chapter 689

"Feather, what would you do if he wanted the treasure?"

Long Zixuan's dark eyes deeply look at Feng Yu in his arms. He pinches his fists nervously. Even if Feng Yu is his man now, he can't help but be afraid every time he sees beimingchen.

It can be said that this man is the most frightening person in the world.

If God knows that he has such a son, I'm afraid he will recognize him at all costs.

Feng Yu looked up at him and said, "what can I do? Naturally, we all depend on our abilities. "

His mind, she can guess some, it is precisely because can guess, will feel funny.

This man, does he think she will give the treasure to beimingchen?

Beimingchen in her heart, far less important.

Doesn't he really know?

Hearing her words, long Zixuan couldn't help but feel relieved, as long as she didn't want to give up the idea to beimingchen.

He raised the corner of his lip and said, "don't worry, he can't get it."

Feng Yu pursed her lips. It seemed that she had never worried about this problem.

In a word, she had that kind of confidence in longzixuan.

"Who are you?"

Ji Mengying down the eyes of the amazing, slightly cold looking at the way out of the North Ming Chen, voice with a touch of pride.

Isn't this man here?

But the northern wasteland is the territory of their heaven dance Xuanzong. If other high-level people want to come over, they will have to tell them first.

But why, she didn't know that there was such a man in the higher plane?

Beimingchen in the hands of holding the group of green light group, eyes like ice like snow, indifferent without any emotion.

He stands in the air and looks down at Ji Mengying. His scarlet lips are gently pursed, as if he didn't hear her words. He doesn't make any response at all.

Ji Mengying can't help feeling annoyed. Is this man deaf? Can't he hear her?

Or does he just want to ignore her?

This recognition made her chest burning with anger.

"This treasure belongs to our highness. If you don't want to die, leave it behind. Go away."

Beimingchen looked away from her indifferently. With a movement of her body, she was ready to leave. Everyone looked at the scene nervously. Could it be that the treasure was going to fall into the hands of this young man?

Even Yun Yifan and the Dragon Dance Night are a little impatient.

Cloud Yi Fan excited jumped up from the ground, way, "three younger sister three younger brother-in-law, you don't move again, that thing really want to fall into Chen King hand."

"Yes, uncle and sister Yu," said the Dragon Dance Night nervously, "when are you going to wait for it?"

Feng Yu looked at them and didn't say anything. Instead, it was long Zixuan. He raised a deep smile on his lips. His voice was mysterious and unpredictable. He said, "what's the hurry? The play hasn't come on yet."

The big show?

Yun Yifan and Dragon Dance Night look at each other silently, and then look away together. What is the main play?

The next moment, cloud Yi Fan eyes will stare up, "three younger sister three younger brother-in-law, you see, Chen Wang was stopped."

Sure enough

As soon as beimingchen's steps moved, a light screen blocked his way. In the void, there was a rebellious but introverted voice.

"People can go, treasures stay."

Everyone could only hear the sound, but could not see the figure. They all looked up in all directions. Even beimingchen also looked up in the past.

However, he is different from others, others can not lock the direction, but he can.

What he was looking at was the sky in front of him.

"If you want my king to leave a treasure, you can take it yourself."

His throat rolled for a while, and a clear voice floated out of his lips and scattered in the air.

The gentle breeze made his long hair move and gently brushed on Ruyu's cheek, which made his beautiful face more beautiful.

There were many young friars who were fascinated by him. They were all amazed and obsessed with him.

"Oh, in that case, the temple offended."

Before he had finished speaking, a violent shadow of the Milky way appeared out of thin air and swept away towards the North night. The powerful pressure dispersed and the oppressed monks could not help shivering.

Long Zixuan's dark eyes narrowed up, looking at the Milky Way virtual shadow, the gorgeous lips, and said, "sure enough, he has broken through to the peak of the holy land."

It's like what he imagined.

Feng Yu turned to look at him and said, "is it true that God is in control?"

Long Zixuan nodded. Well, his little feather was smart. He knew that she would be able to guess.

The peak of holy land?It's so far away.

If Fengyu thinks about it, he says, "dragon Zixuan, beimingchen and shenyuzhen, their fighting power should be far away."

Beimingchen in her heart, although almost invincible, but compared with shenyuzhen, an old monster who lived for hundreds of years, there should be no comparison.

After all, even long Zixuan himself may not be able to beat shenyuzhen.

In Fengyu's heart, the fighting power of beimingchen is worse than that of longzixuan.

Although they didn't have a formal fight in the past, they often made small fights, but every time, beimingchen couldn't take advantage of longzixuan.

Long Zixuan reached out and touched her head and said, "don't worry, you will know soon."

Beimingchen? It's really hard to make a conclusion about this person's potential.

Fengyu had to close his mouth, eyes moved to the cave outside, he said good, she will soon know, because, they have been fighting.

The shadow of the Milky way slowly pressed down, just like the five mountains pressing down the top, which made the northern night unable to breathe.

He pinched his fists, and his thin red lips were tightly pursed. His eyes looked at the empty shadow of the Milky way in front of him.

God thought, a magnificent blade of the void, as if tearing the space in general, issued from the boundless abyss of darkness, appeared behind him, and flashed away toward the Milky way.

Boom

It seems that the whole world is shaken when the aftereffect of the terrible spiritual power is scattered. Countless monks are shocked by the aftereffect of this spiritual power. They have a pain in the chest, a sweet throat, a black blood spurt out, and their eyes are black. They almost can't help but want to faint.

In the cave, long Zixuan took the hand in time to resolve the impact of this residual force, and Yun Yifan and the Dragon Dance Night were not affected.

"Eh..."

The peace after the fury

A slender figure came out slowly from the gray smoke with a strange sound.

But everyone could hear him very clearly.