"Let's let her go? Do you know what the night feathers are!" Long Qingfeng's eyes were full of anger, and the palms of the dragon's neck were tightened more and more, and the mouth forced to ask: "Which night feathers escaped!"

Longfei’s face flashed a bit of pain, but his eyes became calm and whispered: “The doorman, I use my life to reach her life.”

"Your life? Do you think that you are very important? You are just a dog I have raised, saying, "Where is the night feathers going!" Long Qingfeng's eyes roared, and the back of the dragon's neck was gradually full. The scarlet spirit.

Or Long Qingfeng's palm was too tight, Longfei's face began to rise red, and the micro-lip lips could not make a sound.

Long Qingfeng glared at the dragon flying for two or three seconds, suddenly the palm of the hand was loose, and the anger in his eyes slowly subsided a little.

"Tell me where the night feathers are, as long as she returns to the ghost door with me, I will not kill her." Long Qingfeng sinister, it is a concession.

Longfei’s head lifted slightly, and his eyes flashed a bit of hope, but it quickly dimmed, and a smile appeared on his lips: “The doorkeeper, you are looking for a night feather, you want her to be your stove top, I also cultivated the Nether Spirit. This practice is taught by you. The exercises are incomplete, and the world will never be peaked. The night feathers are special and can help you make up, right..."

Long Feikou whispered in the mouth, the spiritual power in the palm began to condense, but the heart was calculating the time when the night feathers left.

From here to the Tashan City, there are two hundred miles. Even if the night feathers fly full, it will take two teas to arrive.

Hey!

A smear of black light swept from below and fell directly into the hands of Longfei. It was his sword, his body was dark and his sword was like blood.

"This sword, when I became the leader of the dragon warrior, you gave it to me. I flew for a hundred and thirteen games for the ghost Luomen. I have never lost." Longfei whispered in the mouth, in the hands The sword slowly lifted up.

Long Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was another anger in his eyes. He said: "It seems that you are iron-hearted to help the night feathers, look for death!"

Long Qingfeng's body was in a violent force, and the whole person shot from the original place and instantly came to Longfei.

Hey! The sword of Longfei is still in the air, his eyes are slightly enlarged, and the palm of Long Qingfeng has already fallen into his chest.

"A dog, you think you are qualified to talk to me about conditions." Long Qingfeng looked at the back of Longfei, the scarlet spirits on his arms frantically surging, desperately swallowing the spiritual power of the dragon.

Longfei’s raised arm stagnated for a few seconds in the air, and eventually the wrist was loose, and the black-and-black sword fell straight into the forest below.

The hand holding the sword was shot at the back of Long Qingfeng. Longfei’s eyes were a little bigger again. “This life... still, back to you... um!”

Longfei’s face suddenly burst into a flush of redness, and the body’s spiritual power surged, trying to detonate Dantian’s spiritual power.

"Want to die?!" Long Qingfeng roared, and a touch of red light instantly shrouded Longfei.

Longfei’s horror found that his body was not controlled by himself, and it quickly passed under a huge suction.

Long Qingfeng’s eyes were scorned, and before the dragon’s breath was cut off, the other hand suddenly pressed on the back of the dragon’s head.

Soul!

Although Ghost's Soul Soul will put some load on the mental power, but at this time, Long Qingfeng can't take too much.

A few seconds later, Long Qingfeng’s gaze looked to the West, and his body shape burst out.

Call!

The dragon flying with his eyes gradually fell from the air, the sky was blue, and a few white clouds reflected a beautiful face in the dragonfly's pupil.

"羽羽... I love you..."