Who is this strange voice
Ji Pin, Tong Yuexin and others suddenly turned around, and Zhuo Yu and others hiding in the dark also turned their gazes.
They couldn't see clearly the face of the person coming.
I saw the slender figure wrapped in a black cloak that reached the ground. The night wind came, biting the cold, and the cloak and long hair raised the same arc in the wind. Under the moonlight, blood filled the air, and the man looked like he came from the ropes of hell. The dark messenger of fate, if you don't look at it, you will feel cold.
"Where is she?" He opened his lips again, his voice like a pool of stagnant water.
Seemingly calm spring water often contains highly toxic substances.
"Your Excellency, you mean Bai Luo? Ziyun Fox King blew himself up, and she suddenly disappeared. We are also looking for her." Tong Yuexin recovered from the shock and replied with a trembling voice.
She could no longer think of any other words to describe her feelings at this moment. This was the second time in her life that she had personally experienced this desperate oppression and shocking power.
Zhuo Yu in the dark rarely suppressed a playful smile. Who is this man...
"Purple Cloud Fox King? Ziyun Fox King."
He moved, and while walking forward, he softly murmured these four words, and his voice seemed to be forbearing, creating bloody forbearance.
The dark shadows dispersed and it suddenly became clear.
Dressed elegantly in black clothes, the ink color is hidden in her hair, like silk that is unique in the world. Her eyes are deep, and there is an evil spirit when she raises her eyes. Her cold lips no longer have a warm and distant smile, they are calm and dead.
Even if he didn't speak, he couldn't resist the arrogance and nobility exuding from his bones and blood, and now, there seemed to be a trace of bloodlust.
Now it seems a bit redundant to ask who he is, because there is only one such man in the world.
Everyone looked at him with surprised eyes. At this moment, no one dared to step forward and say a word. Even Ji Pin, who was usually fearless, was impressed by this momentum.
Di Yun walked to the scorched land and slowly closed his eyes.
Behind him, Nanxiang Nanwan arrived late.
When Nan Xiang saw the scene in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. He looked around, but still didn't find that familiar figure.
He walked to Diyun and suddenly knelt down on one knee without saying a word.
"Nanxiang." Di Yun said coldly.
Nan Xiang's head sank, waiting for the verdict.
"I don't want to see any traces of magical beasts like Ziyun Fox in Qio anymore, not even an inch of land can be seen!"
As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly, and a hint of happiness seemed to flash across his face, but it was so fast that it disappeared before Nan Xiang could confirm it.
Then, he disappeared into the depths of the jungle like lightning. Nanwan glanced at his brother worriedly and followed closely.
Nan Xiang was startled. His master didn't punish him in any way
"Yes!" He accepted the order, turned around and left.
It wasn't until the surroundings returned to calm that Zhuo Yu walked out of the hidden bush and looked thoughtfully towards the direction where Di Yun disappeared.
Bai Luo is actually related to King Xuan
interesting.
Mengtai and others, who had been paralyzed by Di Yun's momentum, tremblingly emerged from the bushes, followed Zhuo Yu's line of sight, and asked, "Who is that person?"
"You don't deserve to know."
"You! Humph!"
Ji Pin looked at Tong Yuexin: "Now that the Fox King is dead, do you want to tell the dean and end the training early? And... the news of King Xuan's sudden appearance?"
"No, let's wait here first to determine the life and death of Bai Luo and Shangguan Ling. The experience will continue until the end."
Tong Yuexin understands clearly that experience is experience and must have a beginning and an end.
As for King Xuan, he and Bai Luo seem to know each other. As long as he is here, the child will be fine.