Feng Luo looked at Chloe coldly and said, "I want to be a flower protector before I grow up so that I can see if you are qualified!" " Taking a wave of his hand, his voice did not fall, and two latosolic red flashes quickly struck Chloe.
Chloe’s dexterous body has survived the flash attack for several times in a row, but she hasn’t got up yet. The broad magic wing of Fengluo has been cut to the eyes like a machete.
Chloe a dodge not shoulder has been sharp as a knife magic wing to draw a deep scar blood gurgled out.
The wind is as cold as ice. "The child protector is not so good, but sometimes it will pay a huge price!" " Said a blood arrow has been ejected from Chloe.
The Hunger Fengluo is "bloodthirsty and furious"!
Feather Zhen frightened is this The Hunger who has no mercy on his own rebirth? She jumped charming body to block the wind and cut off the blood arrow in Chloe’s small body to fly out.
Chloe’s face was flat and there was no color in it. He struggled to raise his head and looked at the wind hard.
Feng Luo’s heart softened. He held out his hand and said to Chloe, "Come here!"
Feathers picked up Chloe and said softly, "Chloe, don’t worry about my sister. I have nothing to do. Go back to Fengluo!"
Chloe struggled hard and stared at the gentle eyes of Feather. He finally stopped Feng Luo by his own strength.
Feather Huan smiled and patted Chloe’s head. "Listen to my sister and go back!" Speak softly and firmly
Chloe struggled to get up and rub back to Feng Luo step by step.
Feng Luo smiled proudly. He still looked back at Feather. "What about you?"
Feather smiled faintly. She held the shining sword of Guanghua in front of her and said firmly, "I won’t because I don’t belong to you!" "
The reflected light from the sword stung Feng Luo’s eyes. He was a little surprised. Isn’t that Jingxuan sword?
This sword is too familiar to him.
At the moment, Feather Arbor and Rapier Fengluo’s eyes seem to have turned into a fairy net Xuan, and his eyes overflow and can’t be scattered … "Love" and "hate"!
The wind blew low and a huge magic wing fanned the sky with wild sand. His big hand grabbed the feather, and the feather, without thinking, waved the sword to meet the sword and swept the cold light. The magic wing suddenly pulled up and evaded Rapier.
At the same time, he grabbed the feather with a big hand, held the hilt hand and brought it into his arms. The feather was lightly scratched by the sword in his strong arm, and the wound was red and the blood leaked out. The wind was as calm as water. "Or does this sword kill me every time?"
Chapter one hundred and thirty-seven Meet rival in love
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He remembered that when he had just met Jing Xuan, Jing Xuan also wanted this sword to take his own life. They became attached to each other because of fighting. Today Feng Luo actually remembered the warmth of Jing Xuan’s arms.
In a short time, The Hunger Fengluo was in a trance.
The feather in his eyes has finished the net Xuan.
I don’t know how many times Feng Luo fantasized that she would kill Jing Xuan herself and bury herself with her love after meeting her again.
But can he really do it at this time?
"Jing Xuan" he called softly, "Do you hate me like this? Always want to kill me? "
At this moment, Feng Luo’s eyes became blurred and affectionate, and his cruelty and ruthlessness seemed to have disappeared.
What the hell is this wind Luo thinking?
Feather Qian tried to break free from Fengluo’s arm, but Fengluo didn’t move. There was a trace of pain and expectation in his eyes. He tried to calm himself down, but he still couldn’t restrain his voice and trembling. He wouldn’t believe the invincible The Hunger Fengluo also had ten thousand kinds of tender feelings until he saw it with his own eyes.
"Net xuan you really hate me so much? You want me to die so much? " He looked at the feather with wild eyes burning, and her hands clutched her shoulders tightly, and her long nails were almost embedded in the skin of the feather.
"It hurts. Let me go. You’re hurting me." Feather Qian shook her shoulders hard and tried to break free from Feng Luo, but Feng Luo’s iron tongs didn’t give her a chance to escape
Feng Luo gritted his teeth. "I once told you that you and I can give up everything, even if the whole world is in front of me, I can’t take a look, but why do you trample on my sincerity?" The wind is terrible. It’s just the crazier light in the red eyes.