———please keep it.
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.
Feather was so scared that she felt very helped and would be killed by the wind. "Look at the wind, I’m not Jing Xuan, I’m Feather!" " She is still desperately trying to get out.
At this time, Rapier, in the hands of the feather, made a ringing sound, and a dazzling silver light soared into the sky. The sword soul suddenly appeared in his palm and hit a strong light wave, which quickly slammed into the wind. When the wind turned to avoid it, the sword soul grabbed the feather and took it away from the wind.
In shock, Feather Bow clung to the sword soul and gasped heavily. At this time, she had a sword soul to lean on. The sword soul glared at Feng Luo and shouted, "The Hunger Feng Luo, do you remember me?"
Wind Luo narrowed his eyes and gently stroked his red. He has instantly recovered his normal expression and become indifferent and affectionate. He looked at the sword soul and said coldly, "So it’s really an old acquaintance! Of course, don’t you remember that Rapier is the handle in the hands of Jingxuan, the goddess of heaven? How? Now I can’t get rid of it, and I’m entangled in feathers? "
The sword soul turned red and white. He looked at Feng Luo carefully. "I haven’t seen you for thousands of years, but it’s still so tyrannical. I wonder why Jingxuan didn’t kill you with a sword?"
Wind Luo laughing face upwards, laughing wildly, shaking the leaves. "Do you want to know the reason? Because Jing Xuan always loves me, no matter how hard you try, you will always be a failure. In Jing Xuan’s eyes, you will always be a killing tool and you will always be her lover! “
These words stung the soul of the sword, and he trembled all over. Next to him, he noticed that his handsome facial features were flushed and twisted with anger and jealousy.
Feather Zhen looked at the sword soul in surprise. I didn’t expect this sword elf to love the goddess Jing Xuan.
The sword soul looks a little dim. "Yes, maybe Jingxuan never liked me, but my feelings for her are that you will never understand me. I have never forced her to want me to guard her side silently, and I have been satisfied. I never thought of monopolizing her, hoping to look at her quietly forever. But what about you? Do you want to monopolize her everything? "
Wind los derisively looked at the sword soul "do you know love? Love is selfish, love is possession. Don’t make yourself so noble. Do you dare to swear to keep Jingxuan for yourself without any evil thoughts? "
The sword spirit quickly glanced at the feather around him and said angrily, "No is no!" After saying his word, he has turned Rapier to stab Feng Luo in the chest.
Feng Luo dare not neglect the power of the sword soul. He is very clear about the spirit of the sword. He has thousands of years of cultivation and superior power. Although Feng Luo has hardly met his opponent, he is still extremely careful about the sword soul.
When Rapier attacked, Feng Luo flew out at a faster speed and hit a rotating sword in a "going round and round" way. The big stone behind Feng Luo was splashed with sparks and turned into dust in an instant.
The magic wings in the suspension of the wind Luo flapped around the air and rolled up a series of air billow to meet Rapier’s attack. Many vampire bats dodged and were not hit by the powerful aura of the wind Luo and Rapier. The wind Luo was indifferent to his own sacrifice and would never pity his cruelty and fury. This moment was vividly reflected.
Feather pastor stunned to see the wind and Rapier in the fierce struggle nervous hand heart is sweat.
The wind Luo and the sword soul are fighting in the dark, and the sun and the moon feel that the whole world is the wind Luo and the sword soul.
But gradually, the sword soul falls into the wind and wind, and it is really very, very strong. The sword soul gradually struggles and the figure moves a lot slower.
Feather can’t help but shout out, "Mind your sword!"
But it’s a good thing that Feng Luo heard Yu Zhen’s eyebrows wrinkle and a little jealousy surged in his heart, and his anger attacked him coldly. "Then I can’t let you go and die!" He kept thundering with his palms, forcing the sword soul, which had already shown its original shape, to hide. A huge flash bit the sword soul like a silver snake.