The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 447: Xiaoyan, wait for me

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Nangong Beichenying's eyes flashed, "Gong Zi Ya, what are you talking about? My brother also loves the little beauty, and he will go through fires and waters for the little beauty, and he will not stop, is it that Gong Zi Ya is more worried that I will not be a rival ?"

Jimoya raised his eyes to look at him... his face was without twists and turns, and his eyes were strangely light.

Nangong Beichen's piercing vigor at first gradually weakened under his gaze.

Finally, Nangong Beichen said angrily, "Gong Ziya, it's useless for you to see me. Everyone has a love for beauty. Even if you kill me, I still love the little beauty. I am willing to be the little beauty. Go find something to nourish the soul. When the little beauty wakes up, you and I will play fair! Do you dare to challenge me?"

Jimoya was shining and dazzling, as noble as Songhua, and his expression was so cold that the air around him brought a hint of indifference and chill.

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He gently blew the hair on his face that blocked his nose for Huan Qingyan, with an ambiguous and tender manner, and then walked away holding Huan Qingyan.

"Hey! Sonya, you haven't agreed to my challenge yet? Hey! If you don't agree, this son will also take it as you agree!"

After Jimo Ya left all the way with Huan Qingyan.

Bai Chenfeng walked out of the dark, and all his injuries at this time were also bandaged, looking like a mummy.

His eyes follow Jimo Ya and Huan Qing Yan for a long time...

Nangong Beichen hit him with an elbow, "How about? Don’t you admire brother? Brother just got down with Gongziya. He is not prestigious? If you are not convinced by brother? If the little beauty doesn’t follow Gongziya, You should be brother next, you know? You have to go last in line..."

Bai Chenfeng ignored him completely, muttering to himself, "Anything to nourish the soul? Good! Xiaoyan, wait for me."

Then flashed into the darkness again and disappeared without a trace.

Nangong Beichen looked at the direction of Jimoya, and looked at the direction of Baichenfeng...

"Hey, what do you mean when you don't take your brother as your brother? Be careful sooner or later, the little beauty will be your brother!"

****

Huan Mengyue has not been exposed to Yu Yi's tripod.

Her cultivation base is really bad. One-star spiritual master, Lingbao can hardly be used. She was kicked out of the palace of the Golden Great Bell and she was already dead.

Her corpse stood out, fell from a high altitude, all her bones were broken, her seven orifices were bleeding, terrible, she had a pair of eyes, and her eyes were still dead, and she was always horrible and terrifying when she died...

Some students from the past came to watch the fun.

What the **** is going on?

I was stopped by Yuwei, "The monster man went mad and jumped off the building. Xian and others waited to walk away. Be careful to infect the monster..."

The onlookers didn't dare to stay for a moment, and they went away in a hurry.

Not only that, but also pointed, for fear of being contaminated with evil spirits.

"Deserve it, if you don't go any way, you have to go the demon way..."

"I seem to have seen this woman. Isn't it the apprentice of the fat Kim Dae-jong recently? Kim Dae-jong's virtuous, deadly lustful..."

"Let's go, bad luck, too ugly to eat!"

……

Huan Mengyue didn't even know anyone who knew each other in Canglang Academy. If she died like this, she didn't even have a corpse collector.

Yi Yi completed the task and took the Yu guards away. In the end, the people from the Dongming Temple came to casually wrap the body of Huan Mengyue in a broken mat and took it away.

……

Holy courtyard, holy school.

In a cave house in the back mountain, there are flowers, birds, fish and insects, blooming flowers, beautiful scenery, beautiful.

A young girl dances among the flowers, her movements are as graceful as an immortal, that dance is not an ordinary dance, every movement has an indescribable elegance, more of a murderous intent, just like a blooming flower is poisonous Flowers.