Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5272: He, here comes (1)
lnmao.org, the fastest update of the Seventh Miss Scrap: Master Emperor, tap the latest chapter!
Just then.
The whole silence was so quiet, there was only room for everyone to gasp for pain, and the sound of the sly smile of the worrisome and gloomy birds.
The frenzied profound energy flew violently, like a broken bamboo!
Feng Xi's tiny body, which was almost crushed, suddenly lightened.
In the next instant, his small body was hooked by a pair of soft hands.
He was taken into a soft embrace.
Just...
The hand that hooked his body was strangely cold.
Even this embrace is not warm.
However, Feng Xi felt inexplicably relieved.
Like all the fears and fears, at this moment, they disappeared.
The brilliant golden streamer rushing out all over the body is gradually, slowly...returning to calm.
He blinked his big round eyes. In this cold arms, he was silent for a while before he suddenly reacted, struggling to get up: "Linglong!"
Just moved.
A soft, cold hand covered his head and easily pressed him down.
"Don't move, I am here."
Qing Ling's nice voice, like warm spring water, entered Feng Xi's heart.
His struggling motion stopped.
I looked at it bit by bit... the person holding him in his arms...
In the **** and white eyes, a picture is reflected...
The face is stunning and public.
……
And now, on the other side.
Ye Qingluo has no time to think about who this sudden appearance of the woman is.
When she reacts.
The Huang Wushou Xuan Yin Qi has already cut a way out of the majestic profound energy around her.
The condensed air wave of Xuanyin's Qi ripples in circles.
When the night is near the end of the night.
Suddenly turned into a raging and rolling wave, with teeth and claws.
The evasive girl, with black hair and pink dress, was blown up.
Ye Qing lowered her eyebrows and frowned.
Can't hide...
That will definitely not let Huang Wuyou have a chance to come back!
Whether it is in love or reason, Linglong definitely cannot be the key to Huang Wuyou's seal!
The edge of murderous intent, lingering in the frost, surging and rushing, struck from behind Ye Qing's fall.
Ye Qingluo endured the dullness of her chest, and the sweetness of her throat, the profound waves formed when her fingertips flicked, and she rushed towards the enveloping Xuanyin Qi.
"Bang!"
"Rumble—"
The deafening noise almost shook the entire space.
It was as if the surrounding flames began to surge up uncomfortably.
Seal the space, the fluctuations and energy fluctuations are also one after another.
"What?!"
Huang Wuyou's winning ticket is in her hands, and the triumphant expression on her face has frozen since this moment.
His eyes widened, and he stared in front of him glaringly, completely engulfed in flames, blocking the direction of his vision.
The Xuan Yin Qi that attacks Ye Qingluo...
It seems to be blocked by something.
His power is also losing? !
This, how is this possible? !
Huang Wuyou was horrified in disbelief.
There is a sense of passing everything out of his palm...
It took a few breaths.
The flames slowly sank.
Under the raging flames, the blurred figure gradually appeared.
Flame surging like a dragon, lingering and circling.
A graceful figure, dressed in a purple brocade robe, is looming.
The strong wind blows up his sleeves and screams.
The man with graceful appearance, like a god, holding a girl with pink and ink hair, stepping on a steady and slow pace, gradually stepping into the eyes of everyone.
The whole body of the man exudes a chill that makes people unable to look directly at him.
Sharp, strong, like a blade.