Emperor Fuyao still ignored him, a pair of proud eyes just staring at Bai Ze's direction.

Ye Zhongyuan felt something unpleasant. When she saw the shrine still holding her hand, Junmei's face suddenly shrouded a layer of frost. She stepped forward in three or two steps, holding her other hand, "Shake, Come with me, I have something to tell you. "

As soon as he stepped out, he found that he couldn't move.

When I looked back, I saw the **** holding her other hand, and the cold and ecstatic face was chrysanthemum, "Little leaf, where do you want to take Qinger?"

"Don't call me a little leaf!" Ye Zhongyuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and when he looked at Di Fuyao, his tone softened a lot, "Shake ..."

Emperor Fu's attention was originally on the body of Bai Ze's tragic storm, but she found that her left hand was pulled by the god, and her right hand was pulled by Ye Zhongyuan. She stood in the middle and beeped, "You are enough Oh! "

She wanted to withdraw from the two.

Who knows that the two seem to be fighting with her, or that they might be more competitive with each other, and no one will let go.

"Shake, I have something to tell you." Ye Zhongyuan stared at her gazingly.

"Qing'er, don't go anywhere, it's best to be by my side." God raised his lips and smiled, full of grace.

The two just pulled her by one hand.

Emperor Fu shook and was pulled to the left and pulled to the right. The beautiful face was getting darker and darker.

"I'll say it again, let go!"

"Don't let go!" The two said in unison, in unison!

Ye Zhongyuan swept away coldly, "I'm looking for shake, don't you let go?"

"Oh, Qinger doesn't want to care about you, do you want to point your face?" God sneered.

"It's better than your shameless half-hearted man!" Ye Zhongyuan snorted coldly.

The oracle sneered again, "Who struck Qinger just now, but I haven't settled with you yet, little leaf?"

The two of you started to quarrel with each other, and the arrogance of the sword made Di Fuyao's face more and more dark.

"Let it go!"

Di Fu shakes her silver teeth and bites, don't know if she was dragged so painfully?

Ye Zhongyuan's eyes blinked slightly, and he said rudely, "I was bad before shaking, don't ignore me, don't talk to me, forgive me, okay?"

Emperor Fu looked at him with a wave of waves under his eyes, and was about to speak. Suddenly, the shrine pulled hard, and she fell to the left unprepared and crashed into the arms of the shrine.

Ye Zhongyuan, at this moment, let go and held her hand.

"Little leaves, Qinger is my person, don't try to get your finger on it." The deity wrapped his arms around Di Fuyao's waist, and his unparalleled handsome face smiled meaningfully.

Ye Zhongyuan's focus was not on him. He looked nervously at Di Fuyao and asked, "Shake, are you okay?"

Emperor Fu Yao leaned out of the arms of the shrine, only to find that the wrists held by the shrine had been marked with red marks, but there was nothing unusual on the right wrist.

It can be seen that the second dog released his hand after discovering that she was dragging.

The complaint and anger in the heart of Ergouzi were lost, and he said angrily, "How can I be fine, because of your palm, I have suffered a great internal injury!"

Ye Chongyuan was anxious when he heard this, and hurried forward, pouring out a lot of healing medicines from the appetite, and started rummaging for the healing medicine.

Seeing his frantic anxiety, Di Fu shaking his mind a little funny, wouldn't these two dogs be a fool?

She is a pharmacist, so she can make her own medicine in the portable space even if she is injured.

Besides, it wasn't that he was injured. Why are you so anxious?

She was not as anxious as the person who was hit.

When Ye Zhongyuan lowered his head to find the elixir, the shrine suddenly raised his hand and shook it on Di Fu's back, and the soft light suddenly ran out.

"Don't!" Di Fuyao quickly stopped, "You have depleted a lot of repairs to heal Baize while in the dungeon, presumably you have no strength to heal me now, right?"

"No problem." The **** smiled slightly and continued to release the power of the light system.

"Shake, you eat this." Ye Zhongyuan handed a bottle of elixir and saw that when the oracle was healing her, the hand that handed out the bottle was stiff in the air, and it took a few seconds to close it. go back.

"Ah ah ah--"

Feng Zhentian once again heard the sound of a pig.

Emperor Fu shook his hand on the back of the shrine and said with interest: "I'll see!"

After that, she rushed out with her feet raised.

"Master, let me see what Xiaobai is doing!" Mo Qilin rushed out with great interest.

Suddenly there were only Ye Zhongyuan and the shrine in the courtyard.

Ye Zhongyuan was in cold black clothes, expressionless.

The deity struck a plain white robe, cold and expensive.

"God, why did you come out of the city?"

After a long silence, Ye Zhongyuan spoke coldly.

God looked at him with a cold look, not cold or hot, "Is it really a prosperous little leaf that comes to my head?"

"Don't avoid heavy and light." Ye Zhongyuan's voice was as cold as ice water in winter, "said, is there any purpose for you to approach the shake?"

According to his knowledge, the shrine has lived in the ghost temple for many years, and there has been no ghost town.

Unexpectedly, but now out of the city, still with Shake?

This made him have to doubt the gods, after all, his style in the ghost city of Yin Yang was really chilling and chilling.

"Small leaves, I should ask you this." The shrine sneered slightly, and the long body Yuli approached Ye Zhongyuan instantly, and a pair of ink-cold cold eyes swept the cold murderous spirit. How can I pay back? "

...

At this time, the entire wind house was flying with stones, and the light was radiated.

None of the objects or people and animals that were hit by this colorful light survived.

Feng Zhentian was excited into the void by Bai Ze with the power of thunder and lightning, and let him watch with his own eyes, the horrible scene destroyed by the wind family.

"Master, I'm wrong, please stop, don't ruin it ..." Feng Zhentian, a big man, watched his hard-working Feng family step by step, and his face was settled one by one by Bai Ze. Painful to twisted, begging again and again.

Bai Ze sneered, "The deity said, it will make your Feng family pay the price of blood!"

Everyone who is a Feng family, regardless of whether the family name is Feng or not, is not spared as long as they are in the Feng family.

As soon as Bai Ze went, another house was flattened.

Up and down the wind house, mourning everywhere.

Bai Ze didn't use power to destroy. He only needed to use the most primitive and rude actions to step on one foot, which would kill many people and flatten a few houses.

Feng Zhentian could not stop shaking, the two tears on his old face were enough to show how much he regretted that he had taken Bai Ze and threatened the demon.

If he knew that Bai Ze was the lord of the beast, he would have no courage to provoke him!

Today, the two evil gods, Shang Yaoqing and Bai Ze, are intrigued. His Fengjia really has come to an end.

Feng Zhentian regretted his intestines being blue. No matter how much he begged, Bai Ze was cold and continued to destroy the Feng family, and he was still to watch the Feng family destroy it in his hands.

"Oh!" Feng Zhentian was so anxious that he vomited blood constantly.

When Di Fuya was looking at it wonderfully, he suddenly saw two black and white postures flying high up in the air and fighting fiercely.