Chapter 650

"Damn it!"

Bai Siyu's face changed slightly, his body moved quickly, a pair of mysterious wings spread out behind him, and the art of flying has been generated.

The figure shot out from the strong man of Wuwang level. It was clearly an expert hidden in it, but Bai Siyu just recognized the other person's breath!

"Bing Juner dares to offend my master!"

"Who are you?"

A faint sound came out, then the terrible frost spread quickly, and then a figure in white ran away in a crazy way:

"Hum hum... My task has been completed... Ye Fantian... Watching his woman die in front of him is just a lesson for you. If you offend childe Zhan Tian, you can't be forgiven..."

The sound disappeared from near to far

But his goal has been achieved!

Whoosh

Ye Fantian didn't have the time to chase him, and the place was hidden here for such a long time. It was clearly a guy who had planned for a long time.

"Hahaha... Die, die!"

Situ Shaoyu, who hit the palm heavily, obviously didn't want to stop. Therefore, the vigorous Qi of another palm began to fill up and frantically hit Nangong Meng's unconscious body.

"Shaoyu, stop!"

Situ Disha's face has changed wildly. He completely didn't expect his son to be so bold. Now the whole batianzong has been completely destroyed. Laoyue's father is dead, situ Wudi is dead, and the two strong men at the level of Wu Jun are dead. Now their batianzong is completely finished, At least there is no possibility of turning over in this millennium.

And ye Fantian is a terrible guy who can't offend. God knows whether his son ate shit or lost his mind. He even chose to kill the woman Ye Fantian likes at this time!

"Get out..."

The sound of thunder sounded, and ye Fantian's fist had been blasted across a distance of kilometers.

Peng

Ye Fantian's opponent, a martial artist who didn't even reach three points, was immediately punched out.

"Over... Over..."

Tianzhiyu's and Bai Aoqing's hearts tightened, and then rushed over quickly.

At this time, ye Fantian couldn't care to divide this guy, quickly picked up Nangong dream, and then called softly.

The beautiful woman's delicate body is still soft, but the breath is not as stable as before, and becomes disordered, quite disordered.

Nangong Meng's strength itself is not situ Shaoyu's opponent, let alone being forcibly occupied by the other party and attacking himself in the way of sneak attack.

The vigorous Qi on the body didn't produce the slightest defense at all. It was directly attacked by the other party. Even if the physical strength was no matter how powerful, it was useless.

"Menger... Menger, wake up, wake up..."

Looking at the Iraqi in his arms, ye Fantian's self blame began to become more heavy.

"Cough, cough..."

The hurried cough came from Nangong Meng's mouth, but his pretty face had an unusual crimson, even richer than ordinary people's skin color.

This - is clearly a harbinger of reflection!

Seeing the change on each other's pretty face, ye Fantian's heart burst open involuntarily.

"Ye Fantian... You bastard... It took so long to come to me... Bastard."

Nangong Meng murmured with a small mouth.

But there was a faint color of joy on his face.

True Qi was constantly transferred from ye Fantian to nangongmeng's body, but the more Qi was injected, ye Fantian's face obviously began to turn pale.

It doesn't work!

It doesn't work at all!

After entering Nangong Meng's body, Zhenqi did not even produce the slightest help, which is obviously a sign that the deadline has come.

"It's my fault, it's my fault... I shouldn't have come to you so late, it's my fault..."

Ye Fantian comforted and said, but tears began to flow out involuntarily.

The most painful thing in life is to watch the woman you love die slowly, but there is nothing you can do. What a tangled and painful thing!

"Ye Fantian... My body is still clean. I haven't let the second man touch it except you. Ye Fantian... I hate you!"

Nangong Meng's small mouth whispered slowly at Ye Fantian's mouth.

Ye Fantian's body was stiff and slowly hugged the Iraqi in his arms.

At the next moment, his actions were completely stiff

Nangong dream in her arms doesn't move?

Quiet

Completely quiet!

It was so sudden that many people present didn't turn around at all.

Situ Shaoyu dared to kill Nangong Meng at this time? Aren't you looking for death? Isn't this a tiger's tooth extraction?

Ye Fantian's expression is numb!

Everyone didn't speak at this moment.

The cold breath suddenly came out slowly from ye Fantian.

More and more terrible, more and more cold!

"Look... His hair..."

Bai Aoqing cried in a trembling voice.

Tianzhiyu's face also couldn't help but change. Ye Fantian's long hair like flame changed completely at this moment.

The ice is still falling, falling on Ye Fantian's long hair, but it doesn't melt. More and more ice is floating.

But ye Fantian's long hair has gradually disappeared from its original bright color.

The long fire red hair turned into snow white in an instant!

White!

snow-white!

White pure, white desolate, but more is a kind of light that makes people palpitate in the heart.

What kind of power can make a person's long hair turn white in an instant!

What kind of grief can reach this level!

Remorse!

Endless regret!

From ye Fantian's heart!

He regretted that he should have appeared earlier and found Nangong Meng's identity earlier, but he didn't. He was blaming himself. If he had erupted his strength and identity earlier, Nangong Meng might not have been killed like this!

"It's my fault! It's all my fault!"

Terrible remorse surged from ye Fantian's heart.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth uncontrollably, but ye Fantian did not loosen the Iraqi in his arms, but just held him in his arms.

That lonely look makes people heartache.

The little mouth of the blood rain glanced and couldn't help but want to pass, but it was held by tianzhiyu. Then he gently shook his head and said:

"Don't go over it. Only you can make it through."

The blood witch not far away sighed in a low voice, but looking at the Nangong dream in Ye Fantian's arms, she had a feeling of envy in her heart.

He shook away the idea of shame in his heart, but there was more pity in his eyes

"Hahaha... Hahaha..."

Suddenly, the laughter suddenly came out, and there was a terrible cold and sad look in the desolate laughter.

Snow white long hair is spotless, but it has completely formed the light as pale as snow.

Young, long hair into the snow

Young white hair, what a distressing situation

The crazy laughter is like that crazy devil, but it is like a cuckoo crying blood. A snowflake between heaven and earth finally began to scatter, and finally more and more.

A throbbing breath began to take ye Fantian as the center!

In the middle of his eyebrows, ye Fantian's eyes of judgment trembled slowly.

It seems to be metamorphosis, evolution

But ye Fantian seemed unaware of all this.

From the moment when Nangong Mengjiao's body was stiff, his heart seemed to be broken

In the daze of his eyes, he doesn't even have any strange feeling about the changes in himself.

The heart mark is white

"Hate me? I know you should hate me. I should have told you earlier. I should have gone to you earlier, but I always lament that there are too many things. I always want to go to you after I'm busy... In a twinkling of an eye, time flies, but... I didn't expect it to be the current situation. You hate me right and well... I'm also hating. Why is it so careless?"

Ye Fantian's voice came out slowly.

But the sound was surprisingly cold and terrible, even without any emotion. It was numb compared with the friction sound of the blade.

Ye Fantian's eyes slowly swept over the faces of the people. When he saw the Nangong sky, the father of Nangong dream, the head of the Bingren family, a trace of killing intention slowly shot out of Ye Fantian's eyes.

It seems that ye Fantian's killing intention was noticed, which could not help a change on Nangong Changkong's face, but more was deep helplessness and regret.

"I'm not qualified to kill you. Although I want to kill you, I don't think Menger will agree."

Ye Fantian's voice is still cold.

But when I saw a man, the scarlet in my eyes burst into the most terrible light ever.

Killing, hatred, cruelty, ruthlessness

"Situ Shaoyu!"

The voice was flat, as if calling a trivial person.

But it was such a sentence that made everyone present feel the kind of crazy and wanton killing in the air.

"Ye Fantian... No, Lord Wu Jun... This is a misunderstanding, this... This is a misunderstanding!"

Situ Disha's mouth hurriedly said, but he protected his son behind him. This is his only blood. He must be well guarded.

"Hahaha... Ye Fantian, are you distressed? This woman is mine, and she is mine. If you don't appear, she can become my woman and the wife of the little patriarch in the whole batian sect. Even if she won't become the wife of the patriarch, she will become a concubine in the future. But you killed her because of your appearance , do you understand? "

Situ Shaoyu shouted wildly.

But his voice stopped quickly, because a pair of eyes looked at him slowly.

From the endless scarlet came a voice of indifference and infinite Frost:

"I will let you realize that death is also a feeling of extravagance..."