13 unacceptable facts
"How... how is it possible?" The evildoer couldn't believe this was the truth. "He saved me? How is this possible?" The hand that was already holding the sword tightened.
Bone Sword scratched his head, pretending to be silly, "Ah, I accidentally did such a thing ten years ago. Hey, I knew I wouldn't do such a nerve-wracking thing."
The hand holding the Azure Phoenix Sword was trembling, and the evildoer's mind was blank at this moment. He didn't know whether he should believe in his hatred over the past ten years, or believe in Ninglu's words, "Really? But how do you want me to believe it? Such a person?"
"Yes, even if your young master's facts are like this, what about Cheng Feng? He called Kong Jing's people to arrest us, and also imprisoned Cheng Feng in the Holy Spirit Mountain, and still tortured the servants of this northern flame land? Is all this true? How can he quibble." Qi Xue was full of indignation at the thought of the bone sword that framed Cheng Feng in this way.
Bone Sword didn't seem to have the intention of defending himself, just picking his forehead under his long nails, looking silly.
But I heard a sneer, but he kept silent, Qing Zhan said: "I want the demon-eating crows of the Holy Spirit Mountain to wake up the blood of the white devil in his body, but it's a pity that Lao Er's thoughts are too much, and he almost killed him. What's more, the blood in his body wasn't fully awakened in the end, but it really was a waste of your energy."
"Oh, isn't it? That's really a shame." Bone Sword looked at Chengfeng with silver hair and scarlet eyes, and his expression was quite disappointed. "It seems that the blood of the fallen demon is really deep-rooted, since this method allows him to You can't restore the white devil's holy blood, so it seems you should kill him, so as not to become a disaster in the future." Bone Sword instigated Qingzhan.
A smile appeared on Qing Zhan's face, and he looked at some Jie Lan who was stunned by the unexpected facts, and said: "I really want to, I'm afraid some people will stop it. But it doesn't matter, I think it will. Someone can shoot him, so I don't need to do it."
"What are you talking about?" As if provoking Chengfeng's killing intent, "Hmph, who would have rare blood of the White Devil? That's just the extravagant hope of your royal city. It has something to do with me? Do you want me to be your tool of war again? Stop delusion." Chengfeng's scarlet pupils glowed bright red, and the weak he was like a wounded tiger at the moment, retaining his last trace of dignity before he completely collapsed.
"The blood of the fallen demon? The tool of war?" Jie Lan was a little confused and a little scared, and she muttered these words silently in her heart, "Is the existence of the blood demon a tool to become a royal city?"
"Hey, you angered him. It seems that he wants to kill you now!" Bone Jian said towards Qing.
"If he still has the remaining power, I can accompany him!" Although Qing Zhan was seriously injured, he still looked indifferent, as if his injuries were not important to him. Cheng Feng wanted to stand up and fight with his sword, but as soon as he moved, the laxative scorching on his back was painful like bone marrow, and he lost the strength to prop up his body.