Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Although it was raining, the little rain couldn't extinguish the fire Zhuge Canglan lit. Standing in the air, she looked at the hut that was engulfed in flames, and snorted coldly, "I don't believe how far you can run..."

Han Weiyang's voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhuge Canglan, who was cold and unsteady: "Hey, what are you talking about burning down the house? Tonight there is no place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"Hearing what you said, it's a pity that this house was burned down?"

Zhuge Canglan turned around and saw that Han Weiyang was fluttering like a feather in the wind and rain, as if he had no weight at all, and the white clothes on his body were not stained by the rain, and were still very dry.

As soon as he saw Han Weiyang's virtue, Zhuge Canglan's heart burst into anger, and with a random thought, the surrounding raindrops gathered together in an instant.

The raindrops condensed into five or six fist-sized water balls and smashed towards Han Weiyang, even if he smashed them into pieces, they would still be covered in water.

Sure enough, the water polo shattered in front of him before hitting Han Weiyang, and the water droplets fell on him, he sighed, flicked the water droplets on his clothes, those water droplets were like dew on the lotus leaves, not scattered at all, more Not forgetting the seepage in the clothes, he flicked the water and the water droplets fell down.

Han Weiyang looked at the sea of ​​flames below, and said regretfully: "Of course, there is only this one room for hundreds of miles around, and you set it on fire in the middle of the night, where do we live?"

When Zhuge Canglan thought of what he saw in the house, his stomach still felt uncomfortable.

"I feel light after burning here." Zhuge Canglan suddenly turned his head and said sharply: "Han Weiyang, didn't you say they are not in danger? You can't see those two fairies?"

Han Weiyang slightly shrugged his shoulders: "Of course there is no danger. A spider spirit that is less than 1000 years old, plus a mouse spirit that is 800 years old, what threat do you think can pose to us?"

Zhuge Canglan finally understood, what the bastard said was not dangerous at all, but not threatening to him, so he didn't care.

Zhuge Canglan suddenly sneered, and disdainfully glanced at Han Weiyang's ostentatious face in the night: "It's easy to say, Lord Shenhou, of course you are not afraid of goblins as a loose fairy!"

Han Weiyang's face suddenly changed after hearing the word 'Sanxian': "How do you know?"

"Why, I'm afraid that people will know about it. Your cultivation base has reached the stage of Mahayana flying into the sky. The paper can't wrap the fire, and it will shake out sooner or later. Do you want to kill someone to silence it?"

Han Weiyang was originally three or four meters away from Zhuge Canglan, but suddenly someone had come in front of her, and there was no smile on her face: "You can't tell, who told you."

Zhuge Canglan was not afraid at all, the more Han Weiyang cared about her, the happier he was.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his lips, strands of drenched black hair stuck to his face, taking advantage of that beautiful face, it was surprisingly confusing.

Zhuge Canglan giggled and said, "Say, Han Weiyang, why should I tell you? If you have the ability, you can think for yourself. People who can see your hidden strength, you say... even if you know who he is, how can you tell me who he is? how is he?"

"You think that you can control everything. In this world... there are many people who are more powerful than you. Don't be too presumptuous."

Han Weiyang remained silent, pressing Zhuge Canglan's body, making her bend back more than 30 degrees, the two people's figures looked from the side, giving people an ambiguous illusion.

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