Chapter 187

"Let's go too. We can see the wind and thunder wings." Izzy raises her feet and follows.

Song Tianxuan followed Yi Ziqi and got off the square platform. A jade boat suddenly appeared at his feet and floated down the water into the thick fog.

A quarter of an hour later, the thick fog dispersed, and the people had already arrived at the bank. Standing under the attic, there was a man standing upstairs, who was the middle-aged man.

But there were two more teenagers, all dressed in green clothes, but they were ordinary.

"In the next Nie Sifeng, if you can come here, it means that you have met one of the two conditions I set." Nie Sifeng opened his mouth, turned around and waved. The pale boy stepped forward and stood in front of the window.

Nie Sifeng held the boy in both hands and was very careful.

He straightened up, looked at the sixteen people downstairs and said, "if someone can cure his illness, this wind and thunder wing is his."

Said to start a wave, a few white feathers shake off, but it is a flash of white light.

The white light flew into the air, but it turned into a pair of snow-white wings. On the left side, it stirred up a strong wind, like a small hand, beating in people's hearts. On the right side, it stirred up, and electric arcs flashed through it. In a moment, it disappeared, and the air around it burst like thunder.

The wings are not as big as the arms, but they exude a proud momentum. One fan has already appeared behind song Tianxuan, another fan has appeared behind the youth in Qingyi, and the next moment, it appears in the air, more like a naughty child.

Nie Sifeng stretched out his right hand and grabbed it out of thin air. His wings whirled twice in the air and flew back to his hands.

"This is the wind and thunder wings. If any of you can cure him, this is the wind and thunder wings." Nie Sifeng took back his eyes and said faintly.

"Master, you can't get it unless you are a doctor?" Someone in the middle asked.

It's a problem for everyone, except Izzy.

Nie Sifeng's face was expressionless and replied coldly, "it's not like that. If you can bear the blood of my God carving family, you can accept the wind and thunder wings, you can also get it, but there is still a condition."

"Elder, it's OK to say that as long as we can do it, we should try our best." Said a young man, clasping his fist.

Nie Sifeng nodded slightly, looked around the crowd and said, "only after success, you need to borrow blood essence."

"Blood essence? The essence and blood is the ultimate requirement of practice. The aura accumulated by practice and our spirits are all above the essence and blood. The elder said that it's better not to have the wind and thunder wings, so that we don't have to be killed when we get them. " All of a sudden, Kurong talks and laughs, turns around and leaves.

Looking at the young man's pale face, Nie Sifeng sighed, as if he had made a great determination. He said, "the blood essence used will naturally have enough benefits. Not only will he get wind and thunder wings, but I, Nie Sifeng, swear that the sculptors will owe him a favor."

"Nie Sifeng? Is the elder Nie Sifeng Suddenly someone asked in surprise.

The master of Qingcheng didn't know when he appeared in the attic. He stood at another window and said with a smile, "if it's a fake exchange, it's the gentleman fan, master Nie Sifeng, one of the four gentlemen of our demon clan."

"Four gentlemen of the demon clan?" Song Tianxuan asked.

Yi Ziqi sighed slightly. Her eyelashes flickered. She was really helpless and said, "this is also from below. The four gentlemen of the demon family, the gentleman fan Nie Sifeng, the gentleman sword Lin Youping, the gentleman stick monk, and the gentleman wind is extraordinary."

"The four men's accomplishments ranged from Xuanshen to Dujie. They were just and upright. Many princes wanted to recruit generals, but they were not moved. The last time I heard about this Junzi fan was when I was eight years old. Junzi fan got married. Now it seems that this child is his flesh and bone."

"Nie Sifeng is also the pride of the sculptors. He has always been in charge of the punishment of the sculptors. He never breaks his word, at least I know that." Yi Ziqi added, afraid that she can't say clearly, song Tianxuan is going to ask endlessly.

Song Tianxuan nodded slightly: "so it is. His accomplishments are high and his fame is great."

"Since all the masters of Qingcheng are so sure, although we haven't seen each other before, we don't think there will be any fake, so we believe in the elder." Kurong turns around, but he smiles.

"If you want to try, you can enter the attic. If you don't want to take risks, I won't stop you. Just leave now." Nie Sifeng said, then helped the young man to leave the windowsill.

"Hey hey, with the promise of gentleman fan, what are we afraid of?" A young man in the royal guards took a playful look at the crowd and walked into the attic.

Everyone is waiting quietly to see what kind of fate that person will have.

"Hum, I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. The Shendiao clan is the descendant of the demon clan and the Tianhe Yinhai clan. Their blood is much stronger than that of the general demon clan. The wind and thunder wings already have the spirit. Although they are still small, they don't mean that they can accept them if they accept them." Yi Ziqi watched the young man in the royal guards walk in, and she couldn't help laughing and whispering to song Tianxuan.

Song Tianxuan did not answer, for these, he really did not know, naturally there is no voice, quietly waiting for the news.

A quarter of an hour later, the gray shadow flew out of the attic, and the people quickly dodged. The gray light fell heavily behind the people, rolled a few more times, and then stopped.

Looking at the young man in the royal guards, his hair was scattered, he vomited a mouthful of blood and his eyes were lax.

"See? How dare you go in at such a low level Yi Ziqi motioned to song Tianxuan.

"How?" Someone helped up the young man in the royal guards, who could withstand ten breath under the light. Naturally, there was his way, which was not as unbearable as Yi Ziqi said.

The young man stood up and wiped the blood donation from the corner of his mouth. However, he shook his head and sighed: "the essence and blood of the Shendiao clan are really overbearing."

With that, another mouthful of blood gushed out, red with black, obviously was backfired.

The boy in royal guards no longer spoke, sat cross knee and began to recover.

"Hum..." a strong man with half chest exposed gave a cold hum and stepped into the attic.

Two quarters of an hour later, he walked out of the attic. He had a big black stick made of black iron in his hand. With pale complexion, he walked behind the young man in the royal guards. With a flash of his hand, he put away the iron stick and sat down to recover.

Everyone looked at each other, even at the beginning of the elixir, how could anyone be careless? But who will miss this opportunity?

Not long later, two more people went in and came out a quarter of an hour later. They were also seriously injured.

The two children of Qingfu, seeing that there was little left, had just entered, and had not come out after two quarters of an hour.

"It seems that they have been prepared. Maybe they will succeed." Yiziqi said.