Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan knew what Fengbai would do next, thinking about it with his toes, it was nothing more than threats and persecution.

Feng Baiwan met Zhuge Canglan's eyes in the evening, those blood-red pupils made her feel cold involuntarily.

Feng Baiwan smiled nervously, he touched Zhuge Canglan's cheek and said: "Yes, I am not as useful as him, but so what, he is capable? It's not the same as protecting the woman he likes."

The pain from Zhuge Canglan's scalp made her break out in a cold sweat, and when she spoke, her scalp hurt even more.

She paused for a while, then said: "Should we make a bet on whether Yutian Xuanhuang can save me from you, whether he can... kill you."

Feng Baiwan shook his head with a smile, and squeezed Zhuge Canglan's jaw: "You are a smart woman, and you are also very calm, but unfortunately... this aggressive method has long been useless to me. What I want is not to win or lose, but to win." It's life and death."

What he wanted was Yutian Xuanhuang's death, and what he wanted was Zhuge Canglan's death.

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth, this Feng Baiwan was already crazy, "Since I am already your prisoner, can you tell me how you want to kill me?"

Feng Baiwan shook his head: "I can't."

He suddenly smiled, this smile was unusually warm and soft, and he leaned close to Zhuge Canglan's ear: "Miss Zhuge, I am looking forward to it... the way he hugged your corpse and cried bitterly, I look forward to the time when we die together with him."

Zhuge Canglan's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Feng Baiwan.

perish together.If he dared to say that, he must have found a way.

Just as Zhuge Canglan opened his lips, his body sank and then fell vertically.

Feng Baiwan stood on the highest cloud and looked down at her falling body with a cold smile.

Zhuge Canglan was shocked by the whistling wind, she wanted to stop, but the spiritual power in her body seemed to disappear all of a sudden, and her body couldn't move, she could only fall like a freely falling body. Clouds of wispy clouds were approaching death inch by inch.

It was the first time Zhuge Canglan felt fear when facing death. She hadn't seen Yutian Xuanhuang for the last time. She didn't want to die, didn't want to die...

Zhuge Canglan suddenly remembered the Tianqiong sword, and hurriedly called out: "Tianqiong, Tianqiong... come out quickly!"

In the past, she only needed to call out the Tianqiong sword and ran out, but this time, she called out many times, but Tianqiong did not appear.

Zhuge Canglan didn't know what was going on, so he could only yell over and over again.

Feng Baiwan's indifferent voice came down from the high clouds.

"It's useless, no one can save you. In front of the Donghuang Bell, how dare the Sky Sword dare to be presumptuous...Zhuge Canglan, from now on, you should count down the time of your death, hahahaha..."

East—Emperor—Clock

These three words made three big deep holes in Zhuge Canglan's heart.

The Donghuang Bell, which ranked first in the power of the top ten ancient artifacts, was actually obtained by Feng Baiwan.

No wonder the Sky Sword couldn't be summoned, it turned out to be suppressed by the divine power of the Eastern Emperor Bell!

Then... Yutian Xuanhuang, he... can he beat him.

Zhuge Canglan's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she suddenly hoped that Yutian Xuanhuang would not show up.

He may not be able to fight against the Eastern Emperor Bell, it is an artifact created by the Father God himself...

Even though she was worried, there was nothing she could do. ..

The falling speed of the body was getting faster and faster, Zhuge Canglan's consciousness was under the impact of the air current, no matter how hard it was to support.

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