Looking at the girl in the red dress who plunged into the arms of the black-eyed youth, the scene collapsed...

Who is the red shirt? The leader of the mainland blood alliance, the blood emperor who is famous in the mainland for his iron and blood methods, the mainland's strongest, the first beauty, the first pope, the concentrator of half of the mainland's faith... This kind of gorgeous aura of glory is enough to make any man eclipse in front of her , Although people on the mainland who admire the girl in the red skirt are like passing the river crucian carp, they have never heard of anyone who can get past the thunder pond and get the girl’s favor...

Over time, almost everyone believes that this strange girl who has been shrouded in killing all the year round will never be embraced by any man in the world. She is like a flower in the world that blooms alone. The demon blood lotus is beautiful, but it also contains indifference that refuses to be thousands of miles away...

However, this scene in the field really gave everyone present a big test...

On the pavilion, hundreds of blood guards with a steel-like will were also stunned by the actions of their own adults. A pair of eyes looked at each other and looked at each other. Is this the blood emperor of the blood alliance who is famous for killing and killing? ?

Dahl, with a blood skull on his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the clenched palms trembled slightly, and a complicated bleak smile passed across his pupils...

On the high platform, Aoban and a dozen of the city masters also had their faces shocked, and their mouths opened rapidly, declaring the tremendous impact on their hearts...

That Laihe, at this time, directly softened his **** to the icy ground. He couldn't help rubbing the cold sweat on his forehead with his trembling sleeves. His heart was grateful. Damn, luckily, I didn't let my brother-in-law send someone to look for him. The trouble of that young man, otherwise the blood emperor will be angry, this family, I am afraid that all of them will not see the sun of tomorrow...

In the venue, people from time to time can't bear this strong impact, their eyes are black, and they plant directly on the ground...

The Nefers behind Heitong were also stunned. They stared at the black-eyed young man with stunned eyes, and their thoughts rolled in amazement in their hearts: "Heitong, who the **** is this guy? ?"

After saying the sentence just now, Heitong also looked stunned. There was no sign of this familiar word. He said this directly from his mouth, as if he had said it smoothly...

He quickly retracted the palm of his hand that was touching the delicate little face. The black pupil's face was extremely strange. After a moment of silence, he said, "Red?"

The petite shadow in her arms suddenly had a meal. Hong Yi raised his head, staring at the strange face of black pupils with beautiful eyes like blood and crystal, intertwined with confusion and affection, Liu frowned slightly, and whispered: "Maple, what's the matter with you?"

"Maple? Is it my name?" Black pupil rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly.

The monster face changed, and a faint panic surged in Hong Yi's heart. Xiao took a step back, leaving Black pupil's arms, and said anxiously: "What's the matter with you?"

"Blood Emperor, Black Eye is the place we encountered by chance on the orc prairie. Now he seems to be in a state of amnesia, and he can't remember many things..." Niff on the side finally recovered and said cautiously. .

"Amnesia?" There was a sudden cold in the **** eyes, and a strong killing fierce came out, which actually caused the temperature in the field to drop a little...

Looking at the suddenly changing situation in the field. Countless people shivered and dared not speak...

Suddenly, Hong Yi grabbed Black Eye's palm, and then bit his fingers...

Black pupil frowned slightly, but did not pull back, but let the red clothes do it. The feeling in his heart told him that the girl in front of him would never hurt him...

A drop of red blood slowly dissipated in the little mouth, and the little ruddy mouth was even brighter and more beautiful. Quite a bit strange...

The small mouth is pursed slightly, the red eyes are lightly closed, it seems to be investigating something...

After a while, the red eyes opened slowly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Xuan Yin Killing Kui Xing has a unique feeling for blood. She once bit Liu Feng and is very familiar with his blood. After just a few days of investigation, Hong Yi was able to confirm that the black pupil in front of him was indeed Liu Feng...

Holding those gentle white palms, the corners of the red shirt's mouth raised a soft smile, on the little hands, the blood slowly lingered, and then gently tapped towards the head of the black pupil...

Looking at the little jade hand glowing with blood, the black pupil figure can't avoid it...

When the little hand was half an inch away from the black pupil's head, the colorful light suddenly appeared, resisting the palm of the red shirt...

"Seal? No wonder..." Liu frowned, Xuan was relieved, and then he was cold: "Who dares to seal the maple?" Above the little hand, the blood became stronger and stronger, and the colorful light continued to deepen...

Feeling the tyrannical colorful seal energy, the red-robed willow brows were slightly raised, and with a soft drink, the blood appeared in the palm of the hand strangely, and then fiercely blasted against the circle of colorful light...

"Bang..." A huge roar sounded in the venue, small spider-web-like cracks, from where the two of them stood, instantly covered the entire venue...

A red shadow shoots backwards a few steps, staggering strangely, quantifying the strength of the rebound...

"It's a weirdly sealed seal, who is the person who printed this seal?" The little hand shook slightly, and the blood was drawn back, the red face was full of solemn...

In the field, the black pupil stood safe and sound, since his figure did not move at all...

"Who touched the seal again?" Suddenly whispered suspiciously, and suddenly came out from the black pupils, a green light flashed, and the willow sword, which was held by the dragon chanting sword, floated out...

Suspiciously, his gaze swept across the crowd of people on the scene, and finally stayed on the red clothes a few steps away, his pupils shrank slightly, and he lost his voice: "Xuanyin kills Kuixing?" When his eyes continue to sweep to the red clothes At the time of the long black hair, he was shocked again: "It's still black evil?"

"Who are you? Why are you hiding in Feng's body?" Seeing the soul body floating out of the black pupil, the red face suddenly became cold, and the surging blood appeared above the body...

"Uh, I am his friend..." Liu Jian shrugged and said with a smile: "Don't bother Liu Feng, he will naturally break the seal in the near future, and the memory will be restored at that time, uh, I will go back first... "Aware of the more and more intense killing in Hongyi's eyes, Liu Jian suddenly smiled, turning around and wanted to enter Liu Feng's body...

"Since it's Feng's friend, don't get into him anymore. I'll find another container to load it for you..." The corner of Hongyi's mouth raised a faint indifference, and the small hand flicked, five strands of blood shot out, swiftly Wrapped around Liu Jian, she would not easily believe in a stranger, and she would not allow a strange soul to live in Liu Feng's body...

"Uh, forget it, he is in good health..." Feeling the violent killing behind him, Liu Jian hurriedly laughed. Xuan Nu is also Xuan Yin Killing Kui Xing. How can he not know the temperament of people like them, if it is true. I was caught out by the red shirt, I'm afraid there is nothing good about it...

The dragon chanting sword swayed slightly, and the sharp sword aura shot out, severing all the five bloodshots. It was too late to be happy. The overwhelming bloodshots had already rushed away in front of him like a wall of blood...

At this time, Liu Jian is just a ray of remnant soul. Although it can remain immortal with the power of the Dragon Sword, it still evades extremely embarrassed, and the red shirt obviously does not keep his hands, and the bloodshot in the sky is mixed with Xuan Yin murderous aura. , Making Liu Jian's soul tremble constantly...

When they first met Xuannv, Liu Feng and the others were beaten to vomit blood. Now that Liu Jian meets the red clothes, they are also unceremoniously forced to go up and down. From another perspective, it seems that It's just a report for a report...

Seeing the sudden fighting in the field, the onlookers quickly evacuated dozens of meters away, staring at the inexplicable battle in amazement...

Nearly a hundred red-robed figures flashed down, forming a strange formation, encircling the two fighting in it...

Aoban City Lord gave an order ~lightnovelpub.net~ countless elite fighters immediately rushed in from the field, enclosing the fighting place three floors inside and three floors outside...

Here is the red-clothed territory, where the master fights, as a subordinate, how can you watch it...

"Oh my god, why is this little girl more difficult to clean up than Xuannv, Liu Feng, you bastard, solve her by yourself..." There was no way out for the besieged, Liu Jian let out a wry smile, his body slowly disappeared, and finally hid In the sword body, then it passed through the colorful light curtain like lightning, and finally shot into the black pupil forehead...

Seeing Liu Jian's actions, the red-clothed face was slightly cold, his toes lightly touched the void, the cold blood swirling in his hands, violently flashed out, and the space shook rapidly...

Just as the red shirt rushed into the tightly closed black pupil around the body, the pitch-black eyes opened suddenly, and the moon-white color flashed by, and a terrifying aura burst out of his body. , Shocked the audience...

Peering his arm straight forward, he pulled the soft and slender waist tightly into his arms, feeling the exquisite curve in his arms that had been separated from the green, the black-eyed youth looked down at the stunned little face, the corners of his mouth. Slightly lifted, the gentle laughter has a familiar taste of jokes.

"Girl, can't the little **** itch again?"