Golden brilliance, hyuan and beautiful. /
The pale face of Liuyun was set off against the golden halo, showing the unpredictable and noble Qianmo Qingcheng.
With the light touch of the finger, the golden light is like a soft film, soft, not rigid.
The green blood jade flower felt the outside world lightly touch the golden protective light layer, the flower quivered, the flower leaf began to move closer to the center of the flower, the golden light was like a waterfall, blasted away, and instantly, like water in a sponge, it was sucked dry. .
Qian Mo Qingcheng stared blankly, the golden light had disappeared, turned into a golden streamer, and melted into the heart of the purple flower.
The eyebrows moved slightly, and there were murderous intents. The light dance flows, and a sharp arrow turned into a golden streamer bursts out of the air.
The sharp arrow came suddenly, as if it didn't give people a chance to breathe.
The golden sword penetrated from the purple flower heart.
Qian Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered lightly, his figure motionless.
The bloody hand has been retracted, hanging on the sides, he is waiting.
The golden sharp arrow contained a fierce murderous intent.
It seemed that a beast that had been sleeping for a hundred years was sleeping well, but was awakened by the touch of Qian Mo Qingcheng just now.
It's going crazy. The goal is Qianmo Qingcheng.
Flowing light, with brutality.
A pair of purple eyes, calm and calm, like a lake in March.
No matter you are murderous, no matter what you want to ruin him, he is still calm and unmoved.
The sharp arrow moved suddenly, like a cheetah, violently attacking Qianmo Qingcheng.
Qian Mo Qingcheng had no expression on his face, and his bloodless face was calm and stunned.
Not far away, Xue Ling'er gripped the corner of Grandpa Bai's clothes tightly. The smooth clothes were wrinkled by Xue Ling'er.
A little sweat came out of her small forehead, and Xue Ling'er's scared teeth trembled as she watched the sharp arrow force towards Qianmo Qingcheng.
Even she could feel the bloodthirsty and murderous spirit of that golden light-turned arrow, if it pierced into her father's body, her father would not be able to resist with spiritual power, so she could only bear it silently. She couldn't imagine. What kind of feeling will it feel
Grandpa Bai was surprisingly calm and changed his idle expression, but the worry on his face could still be seen.
That sharp arrow is not paper.
That was the result of the golden light layer backlash, a sharp arrow transformed from half of the golden light.
The sharp arrow pierced the sky, with a cold breath, approaching Qianmo Qingcheng's chest.
No mercy, like a ferocious beast, can't wait to tear Qianmo Qingcheng all at once.
Qianmo Qingcheng Xinchang stood upright, motionless and evasive, letting a sharp arrow pierce him.
'Hiss-' The sharp arrow tore through the air, and the sound of piercing the flesh and bone sounded in the air.
Qian Mo Qingcheng's body trembled slightly, his face instantly pale, standing in the sun, almost becoming transparent.
Li Jian's momentum was really too strong, Qianmo Qingcheng didn't use aura to resist, and was forced to take a step back and stepped on the road of thorns.
The body was slightly bent, Qianmo Qingcheng paled, raised a hand, and tremblingly stroked his chest. At that position, there was a golden arrow submerged in the flesh.
A ray of blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips are white, trembling faintly.
The backlash of golden power is absolutely extraordinary.
It is a blessing to have a physique like an ordinary person to accept such an arrow, not to die.
Xue Linger's tears fell down, and she kept yelling, "Daddy, Daddy....."
Grandpa Bai just kept his eyebrows down and kept silent.