Now was a reminder, that tear burning pain spread up again, although coated medicine, the pain reduced a lot, but a more painful effort.

Hurriedly loosened the fist of force, the pain did not alleviate, the pain made her eyes unconsciously then stored tears.

But when she looked up, she saw that miyas had been fighting with the soldiers. She was worried that he would be hurt and bit her teeth. "Let him go."

Feng Qingtian wants to refuse at the moment, but she can't say it when she sees the tears in her clear eyes.

"Give me a reason."

"If you hurt him, Warcraft won't let you go."

"I need to be afraid?" Feng Qingtian sneered and said, "are you still worried about me?"

Gu Bailu looks at his snow-white sexy neck. After being pierced by a silver needle, there has been some blood. The wound is not big, but because the artery is pierced, it has been bleeding.

But he was unconscious and didn't care.

She felt very powerless. Fengqing was not afraid of death. He didn't even doubt whether the silver needle would be poisonous.

Just like the knife in his chest, in his heart, he is still aggressive and calm.

He is really not afraid. He has nothing to fear for a man who dares to give up his own life.

No, he has something to fear.

"You don't need to be afraid, but Murong mansion is different."

That's the house of the woman he likes. If the Warcraft can't find him, won't they go to nanningxin.

Although she really wants Nanning to be stared at by Warcraft, it's better to regard her as a blood feud.

But she didn't want to trade for the life of namias.

Feng Qingtian looks at her face, which is almost merciless. It's clear, bright, translucent, delicate and beautiful, but her expression is so annoying.

He likes to see her laugh or get angry, or even gnash his teeth.

Do not like such close, but as if the distance between thousands of rivers and mountains.

How can we get her back to her old attitude?

Gu Bailu thinks that Feng Qingtian is considering Nanning's safety, and that Nanning's heart is indeed his weakness.

I don't know how Feng Qingtian is trying to improve her relationship with her.

If she had known, she would have pooped him.

Just as they were fighting each other, there was a loud noise.

Gu Bailu quickly turned around and saw miyas standing with one hand, clapping orange light with one hand, fanning the soldiers in his way.

Soldiers were flying back ten meters, smashed on the granite floor of the square, it is a hole, out of the dust.

Gu Bailu's eyes widened, and miyas was not a soft persimmon.

Feng Qingtian's eyes are light and heavy. She holds Gu Bailu and goes away. Soon she enters a palace.

Gu Bailu responded that he had put it on the jade couch.

She searched the knowledge in her mind. The strength of cultivators in this continent depends on the spiritual power emanated from each other. The form can be light, fire, thunder, electricity or even wind.

But either form has a layer of color.

Mia's is orange light. When she saw Feng Qingtian fighting against the mirror, she also used orange light, so Mia's strength should at least be able to deal with the mirror.

Then don't worry about being hurt by some dark soldiers.

Gu Bailu thought that there was a snack jam. After so many days in Yunjing college, she didn't even learn how to look at each other's strength!

It's all this shameless man in front of us.

Gu Bailu looks at Feng Qingtian with hate.