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"The descendants of Nuwa, let's go to the same fate again!"
The voice of the Lord of Worshiping the Moon reverberated in the main hall. In his eyes, he seemed to see Zhao Linger's future. She would walk on the same fate as her mother Lin Qinger more than ten years ago.
The night is getting darker.
The capital of Nanzhao kings.
The inn was quiet, Zhao Ling'er in the room slept with her clothes on, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway, even though she grew up in Xianling Island.
But she lived in Nanzhao Kingdom until she was eight years old, where her mother and her father were living here.
Blood is thicker than water, and the closest connection in the world comes from the blood connection with parents. No matter how good grandma treats her, she will still miss her parents after all. This is human nature.
Especially after knowing that his mother turned into a statue to seal the water monster in order to save the entire Nanzhao Kingdom, her eyes were red and she kept crying.
"Ling'er, don't be sad, you will be reunited with your mother soon, and I will help you."
Bu Feifei solemnly promised.
Zhao Linger didn't speak, she looked at the man sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring blankly.
Afterwards, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath hard, and smiled.
At this moment, she is like a delicate flower, but her eyes are still a little red.
"Thank you, Bu Feifan."
"Fool, between you and me, you still have to be so polite." Bu Feifan looked at her tenderly.
Zhao Linger's mood is a bit complicated. She originally thought that her future husband would be her brother Xiaoyao, who would be her reliance and would help her rescue her mother from Nanzhao Kingdom.
But everything has changed, she was deceived by this man, she deceived herself, she is not her brother Xiaoyao.
At first she hated him, but as she got along day and night, she also saw his doting and caring for her, his devotion for her these days, helping her come to Nanzhao Kingdom, and his promise to herself.
Zhao Linger felt that this man was no longer so hateful. During the time in Licheng, this man suddenly left for a while, but his departure made Zhao Linger's heart empty, and she suddenly felt as if she had lost something.
Until he came back and appeared in front of her again, Zhao Linger suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, this world is so beautiful.
"Sleep with peace of mind!" Bu Feifei said softly.
"Um!"
Zhao Ling'er responded softly, and fell asleep quickly, she was too tired, the travel and dust all the way these days, and the haggard heart and mind of worrying about the future finally made her fall into a deep sleep unbearably.
"Have a good dream!" Bu Feifan spit out a few words softly.
But at this time, Bu Feifan stood up and walked towards the window.
The moment it touched the window, the entire window seemed to have a layer of water ripples.
Bu Feifan's figure walked into it, and disappeared into the inn room without a sound.
On the deserted street, the cold wind blows coldly. Apart from the natural chill of the heaven and earth itself, there seems to be another breath permeating the air.
"Come out!" Bu Feifan said lightly.
Following his words, the originally empty street fluctuated suddenly, and the emptiness was rippled and agitated. Dozens of men in black, all covered in black robes, appeared on the street and surrounded Bu Feifan heavily.
Bu Feifan glanced at these black-robed men indifferently, expressionless.
"Is there only so few people?"
"Boy, don't meddle in your own business." A leader-like man among the black-robed people said.
"The strongest person is no more than Luo Tianshangxian. Is this the strength of the Moon Worship Sect? I really think highly of the Moon Worship Sect, or are you underestimating me?" Bu Feifei frowned and stood upright.
"What an arrogant boy, how dare you underestimate my Moon Worship Sect." The leader of the man in black sneered coldly, looking at Bu Feifan as if he were looking at a dead person. In his heart, the fate of this boy was coming That's it.
Stretching out their hands, all the men in black robes attacked Bu Feifan, and black energy appeared in their hands one by one. The black energy was like a coiling dragon, exuding an incomparably ferocious aura.
Bu Feifan didn't move at all. In the eyes of the leader of the black robe, this kid must have been frightened into a fool.
The leader of the black-robed man was proud of himself, and looked at the kid in front of him who was still talking wild words with disdain.
"It's just such a little ability, it seems to be nothing more than a waste." The leader of the black robe said with disdain.
"Are you talking about yourself?"
The sudden reverberation of the voice startled the leader of the black-robed man. He immediately raised his eyes and saw Bu Feifan's figure gradually fade away from where the boy was standing.
At the same time, there were successive howls from around him.
Poof!
I don't know what splashed on the face of the leader of the black robe. The leader of the black robe immediately reached out to touch it, and immediately felt that his hand was wet and sticky.
He put his hand in front of his eyes and saw that it was covered with blood.
The face of the black-robed leader changed drastically, and he looked around almost without thinking.
I saw that all the companions around me had already fallen into a pool of blood, howling and crying one by one, rolling all over the ground.
"Such a weak cultivation base is really not enough to kill!"
Bu Feifei's faint soliloquy, which seems far and near, echoed in the night, but the leader of the black-robed man could not see his trace at all.
The leader of the black-robed man had a pale face. He was a little indifferent to the order he received earlier, thinking that he was only a kid, so it was not worth them to send out so many experts.
But this has not been done yet, and his side has been completely wiped out.
One can imagine the fear in the leader of the black robe. His body was cold, and a chill almost rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, and the teeth in his mouth were chattering.
"Come out!" the leader of the man in black boldly shouted, but his body was already trembling with fear.
"Are you calling me?"
Bu Bu's extraordinary voice came from the void of night again.
"But, I seem to feel that you are afraid?"
While the leader of the black robe looked around in fear, Bu Feifan's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the distance between him and him was not even a foot. Such a short distance and a strong sense of oppression made the leader of the black robe feel uncomfortable. beat.
At the same time, the leader of the black-robed man felt something was wrong, because his body seemed to be rising, but why was this man also flying?
The man in black lowered his head in confusion, and when he lowered his head, his eyes suddenly widened.
Because the man in black saw a headless corpse below, and the broken neck was still spouting blood.
"So it's not me that's flying, it's my head that's flying" This was the last thought of the leader of the black robe.
That's right, it was indeed his head that was flying, because his head had long been cut off by Bu Feifan's long sword that transformed into literary energy. Look at each other.
A good head fell heavily on the street, smashing it to pieces
At the same time, Bu Feifan landed slowly, his expression unprecedentedly indifferent. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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