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"Are you talking about the Wind Spirit Saint? Wasn't he killed by the Panhuang's descendant?" The commander's face was full of disbelief. After all, the original Wind Spirit Saint was dead.
"Emperor Wa only has these two descendants, how could the Wind Spirit Saint be dead? I think it's time for you to return to the Wind Spirit Saint's banner. As long as you kill this person, you can use the 108 in the Tianxuan Diagram to It will be enough for us to get Panhuang's heart. In fact, this Panhuang's descendant is the key to getting Panhuang's heart. The Wind Spirit Saint has been planning this matter, and what we are waiting for is his arrival here!" The great elder was gloomy. road.
"Well!" The commander hesitated slightly, but finally said, "Can I just kill this person and leave a trace of the saint's soul? I don't want to see her soul disappear!!"
"Haha, Feng Long, I know what you are thinking in your heart, but you have to understand that the Wind Spirit Saint will not let the Saint live. But if you can help the Wind Spirit suppress the Saint again this time, everything will It's easy to say, once the Wind Spirit Saint gets the Panhuang's heart and takes control of Holy Emperor Wa's creation of everything in the void, it doesn't matter whether the Saint is alive or not, you can get her by then!" said the Great Elder.
"My subordinates must do their best!" The commander named Feng Long glanced at the Emperor Wa Palace coldly, and then said.
But the great elder Feng Nuo disappeared in the Wahuang Mountain in a flash, leaving only a voice in the head of the great commander: "Remember, if the Wind Spirit Saint fails this time, you and I They will all be killed by the Saint. Not only will you not get her, but you will also die so that you can take care of yourself!!"
When Qin Hao walked into the hall, all the surrounding scenery disappeared, replaced by mist and mist, as if he had come to a fairyland. This was another world. He saw through everything with his eyes, but found that the surroundings were all illusions, not reality. Really, there is a pavilion in the distance, a gurgling stream, and a pot of boiling tea.
This is real. The attic, the creek, the pot of tea, and the woman making tea are also real. The movement and silence have fascinated Qin Hao for a long time. Qin Hao suddenly thought of something, and then a drop of crystal appeared in his hand. Water drop, no, this is not a water drop, but a tear, which has always stayed deep in Qin Hao's heart, accompanying him.
As soon as the tear appeared, it involuntarily flew away from Qin Hao's hand and flew towards the woman. When the woman looked back, Qin Hao's eyes were dull. There seemed to be ten thousand emotions pouring out of his heart, but there was only one. What can represent his current feeling is missing, or maybe a little impulsive.
The woman was wearing a pink embroidered blouse and a pearl-white crepe skirt. On her face, which was as white and tender as a porcelain doll, there were a pair of pear dimples between her cheeks. She was lightly rouged to make her cheeks look as if they had just opened. A beautiful viburnum, white and tinged with red.
Her long, black eyebrows look like paintings, and her big, watery eyes are extremely smart. Those seductive eyes are clear in black and white. What is different from before is that there is an intoxicating charm in these eyes. She has changed She must be mature, and she is not the childish cutie Qin Hao knew before. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com