Chapter 34

When the purple awn rose, an illusory shadow also emerged. It was a very beautiful purple butterfly, dancing, colorful, light and gorgeous, just like a drunken make-up in the fog of the red world.

The man's eyes instantly emerged a trace of blurred color, and his outbreak of attack, in that moment suddenly began to vent up.

Purple Butterfly block in front of the lover, gently flapping the colorful wings, the catharsis of energy in contact with purple awn become slow up, block the purple butterfly body, purple butterfly body tremble, the light on the body instantly become dim down, and Ouyang xian'er's face is pale.

The wings of the purple butterfly are still beating. At this time, the purple awn becomes more intense.

The man's attack dissipated, dissipated when Purple Butterfly patted.

"What a powerful animal soul." The man can't help but praise it lightly, and the color of confusion in his eyes is deeper. At this time, he suddenly wakes the man up with a loud drink.

Heart beat quickly, looked up, found a figure fast toward this side gallop over, that terrible energy let him feel palpitations.

The strength of fengbatian is really good. The man looks at Ouyang Xianer and Zhang Fan, and finally sighs, and his body gallops to the distance.

Feng batian's figure was going to catch up, but after a dash, he turned back and landed. The tiger's eyes fell directly on them.

"Master, young master, he's hurt." Ouyang xian'er's pale face is full of tears, which makes people look full of heartache.

Feng batian looked at Ouyang xian'er and said, "are you OK, xian'er?"

"I'm ok." Ouyang xian'er quickly shook his head, poked a worried look on his face and said, "master, you should see if the young master has something to do first."

When Feng batian's eyes fell on Zhang Fan, looking at his same pale look, his heart trembled, and there was no more nonsense. He directly picked up Zhang Fanheng and quickly walked towards the room.

Ouyang xian'er bit the silver teeth, stood up and quickly followed in.

In the room, Feng batian's right hand is on Zhang Fan's body, and the force in his body sweeps towards Zhang Fan's body. Zi mang suddenly highlights. With the input of Feng batian, he gradually becomes full. At this time, Zhang Fan's pale face also recovers some rudeness.

Feng batian took back his right hand, and his eyes were a little strange, because he felt that the energy in Zhang Fan's body was a little strange. Compared with force, it was a little purer, a little less overbearing and a little more gentle.

With a turn of his right hand, an ammunition bottle appeared in his hand. A black elixir with a charming aroma rippled in an instant. Feng batian held the elixir in his hand and put it directly into Zhang Fan's mouth. Then he looked up at Ouyang xian'er with a worried look. He pulled a smile on his face and said: "he has suffered some serious injuries in his body, and his energy is overdrawn, but now he is in danger If you take a pill, you should be able to recover the next day. "

"Well." Ouyang xian'er nodded, slightly shaking his body.

"Xian'er, are you ok?" Feng batian said when he saw Ouyang xian'er.

"Master, I'm fine." Ouyang xian'er shook her head gently.

Feng batian frowned and then said, "xian'er, do you know who that person is"

"I don't know." Ouyang xian'er shook his head again and his eyes were red: "when I came, the young master was lying on the ground, and the man attacked him."

"Then how did you block it?" Feng batian was stunned.

"With the help of the young master, I condensed my martial spirit, which helped me." Ouyang xian'er's eyes fall on Zhang Fan again. Looking at Zhang Fan's appearance, his eyes are full of heartache.

Feng batian's eyes are a little surprised. If they are just ordinary spirits, how can they resist the attack of an expert

"can xian'er show me your spirits?" Feng batian takes a deep breath and says.

Ouyang xian'er nodded and stretched out her right hand. As the soft purple awn rose, a dancing Purple Butterfly appeared.

"Butterfly" is a kind of martial spirit. It has some special effects. But it's hard to imagine that such an attack can stop the man's fierce attack. His eyes flickered quickly. Suddenly he thought of something and his face was slightly moved, because he thought of a place through the surname Ouyang Fang, his mind trembles a little, so coincidentally

"what's the matter with you, master?" Ouyang xian'er looks at Feng batian suspiciously and says.

"I'm fine." Feng batian took a deep breath and waved his hand. Then he looked at the little girl seriously and said, "your martial spirit can't be shown in general, you know"

Ouyang xian'er didn't understand Feng batian's meaning, but still nodded.

"Let's go, let Ling Er have a good rest." The breeze Ba day once more deeply looked at the Ou Yang Xian son one eye, soft voice says. But then he looked up with a little ruddy eyes, looked at the wind and said, "master, I want to take good care of the young master.""Well." Looking at Ouyang xian'er's firm appearance, his face became soft, and he nodded and said: "if you are tired, you can go back earlier. Don't worry, ling'er is OK."

Ouyang xian'er nodded again, her eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body. She walked to the bed and sat down. Her beautiful eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body, and her eyes appeared the color of heartache again.

Feng batian sighed, turned and went out again, and closed the door by the way.

In Feng family's study, Feng batian takes out a piece of cloth and a transparent jade pendant from a cupboard, on which a butterfly is depicted.

"I should have thought of that." The deep shock appeared in fengbatian's eyes again. When the cloth was spread out, the words Ouyang Xianer were written on it

The next day, when the bright and warm sunshine came down from the window, Zhang Fan's body moved and opened his eyes. Purple awn beat in the pupil, and then disappeared.

"I'm not dead yet" Zhang Fan was stunned, and suddenly thought of something: "xian'er"

quickly sat up on the bed with both hands. When he saw a graceful figure lying on him, he was stunned, and then he vomited deeply, with a smile on his face. She was ok, she was really OK, and Zhang Fan's breath was full of happiness.

The picture of Ouyang xian'er giving up her body to block her body comes to mind. Her heart vibrates, and her left hand is gently placed on Ouyang xian'er's hair, gently brushing, feeling unusually smooth.

"This silly girl."

Zhang Fan sighed, then carefully propped up Ouyang xian'er, then moved gently again, walked down from the bed, and gently picked up Ouyang xian'er.

With soft feeling and faint fragrance, Zhang Fan's heart beat again, and his face became softer. He gently laid Ouyang Xianer on the bed, pulled the quilt on one side and covered Ouyang Xianer.

When his eyes fell on Ouyang xian'er's face, he suddenly found that Ouyang xian'er's face was a little pale.

"This girl must be hurt."

Zhang Fan, with a worried look on his face, sits directly beside the bed, reaches out his hand and puts it on Ouyang xian'er. Zixia skill, which had not recovered much in his body, turns around again and enters into Ouyang xian'er's body.

Zixia skill is mild, and the healing effect is very significant. At this time, Zhang Fan wants to rely on the Zixia skill in his body to recover Ouyang fairy's injury.

Zixia skill really has its remarkable effect. When Zixia skill flows to Ouyang xian'er's whole body, Zhang Fan finds that the purple light flows out of Ouyang xian'er's body, and his little face gradually appears a little ruddy. At this time, Zhang Fan is relieved, but the feeling of dizziness strikes again, and a little white appears on his face. He takes a deep breath and sits on the bed It's better to have a rest.

Stand up from the bed, eyes toward Ouyang xian'er looked, see her breathing evenly, Zhang Fan this just a little relieved down, this girl nothing is the best.

Open the door, Zhang Fan went out, fresh air in the morning slowly hit, take a deep breath again, the weak yuan force in the body circulation, let Zhang Fan look better.

With the sound of footsteps, Feng batian's figure came to the courtyard. When he saw Zhang Fan standing outside the door, tiger eyes burst out with joy and came up directly, saying: "ling'er, you're OK"

"well."

Looking at the worry in fengba's eyes, Zhang Fan's heart was moved.

"Who was the one who attacked you yesterday?" Feng batian was relieved, and then tiger's eyes showed sharp light. If he was late, Ouyang Xianer and Zhang Fan would hang here.

he was really angry. Feng Ling was his son, and he would never allow others to hurt his son, no matter who he was Batian, Zhang Fan's heart trembled again, took a deep breath and said softly: "at that time, he said in my ear that I had offended the Wumeng. What is the Wumeng"

hearing Zhang Fan's words, Feng batian was stunned at first, then his eyes flashed cold light again, and said in a low voice: "Wumeng is a sect near Liuyun country, and its strength can't be underestimated, but our Fengjia family never underestimated I have had any contact with the Wumeng. Why did he say that you offended the Wumeng "

" I don't know. " Thinking of the strong strength of the man yesterday, I feel helpless for the first time. Under the absolute gap, no matter how strong his attack is, it will collapse. On the contrary, the gap will not make him timid, on the contrary, it will arouse his inner desire to become stronger. Look.

Maybe only after constantly becoming stronger, can we have the strength to protect ourselves and our relatives.