midnight snake language

Chapter 139

Any fool can tell that the culprit in Zhuo Xin's words is Yun Xiao, and both Yun Xiao and I looked at Feng Li.

"It's none of your business!" Feng Li swears for the first time, the hand holding the sword tightened again and again, and his figure quickly attacked Zhuo Xin, each attack became more ruthless, Zhuo Xin was beaten so weakly that he could only fight back. Do your best to protect yourself.

Yun Xiao looked at it for a moment, raised her sword and stepped forward, deflecting Feng Li's sword that was about to hit Zhuo Xin: "Keep alive, I have something to ask him."

"His dog can't spit out ivory!" Feng Li didn't even look at Yun Xiao, he only wanted to kill Zhuo Xin.

He and Zhuo Xin met again, Zhuo Xin sneered: "You little brat, you don't know good people! Now that Wei Wei is still alive, as long as Yun Xiao dies, what worries do you have?"

"It's not your turn to talk about our affairs!" Green will-o'-the-wisps surged around Feng Li, engulfing him and Zhuo Xin instantly.

Zhuo Xin retreated to the side, threw a huge golden copper bell to trap Feng Li, and at the same time, a body-protecting aura surged all over his body, dispelling the will-o'-the-wisp.

He turned around and wanted to escape, but Yun Xiao caught up with her sword and stopped him: "If you want to kill me so much, why are you running?"

Zhuo Xin glared at him angrily, then turned to look at me.

Yun Xiao swung her sword in dissatisfaction, Zhuo Xin immediately accepted the move, and her eyes were forced to look away from me.

At this moment, Yun Xiao's long sword was pressed against his throat: "Say, what the hell are you?"

Zhuo Xin was annoyed and realized something was wrong: "You don't know me?"

"Are you worthy to let me remember?" Yun Xiao asked coldly, the long sword in her hand was closer to Zhuo Xin's throat, bright red blood flowed down the tip of the sword and dripped to the ground.

The huge golden copper bell was suspended in the air, and the dull sound of "bang bang" kept ringing, it was Feng Li who was trapped in it trying to get out of trouble.

This copper bell seems to be a very powerful magic weapon, I was worried that something would happen to Feng Li, so I shouted to Yun Xiao: "Let him let Feng Li go first."

"Let him go." Yun Xiao ordered coldly.

Zhuo Xin sneered: "Feng Li wished he could kill you quickly, are you sure you want to let him go?"

Yun Xiao: "It's not your turn to intervene in the grievances between me and him."

Zhuo Xin looked at Yun Xiao contemptuously, "I don't know what method you used to survive, but now your cultivation base has retreated, leaving only one primordial spirit, and memory loss is normal, so do you still remember why Feng Li wanted to kill you?" ?”

Yun Xiao frowned, obviously very concerned about this matter, but he didn't give Zhuo Xin an opportunity: "This matter has nothing to do with you, let him go."

"Leave me alone, kill him!" Feng Li's voice sounded from the copper bell.

Yun Xiao glanced at him distractedly, Zhuo Xin took the opportunity to escape, Yun Xiao immediately chased after him, pierced Zhuo Xin's shoulder with a sword, and knocked him to the ground.

Blood was gurgling down, Zhuo Xin covered his wound and cursed angrily: "Little bastard!"

"Shut up!" I walked out angrily, "If you dare to scold Yun Xiao and Feng Li again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhuo Xin was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You still protect them like this, and don't think about what this monster can bring you? They will only drag you down! They have harmed you to this point!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the perverted smile on his face distorted into ferocious hatred, "If it weren't for them! If it weren't for Yun Xiao's boldness, you would never have become an ordinary mortal in this life! Weiwei, kill them! Only Only by killing them can your stain be erased!"

Before the words finished, Yun Xiao slapped Zhuo Xin hard with all her strength: "There is no stain on Weiwei."

"You are her stain!" Zhuo Xin yelled, "It's all you! She brought Feng Li back and was already criticized by others, but you still... dare to think about her..."

My heart was beating wildly, and at this moment, I seemed to feel the scene that thousands of people pointed at.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the bronze bell trapping Feng Li exploded, and he escaped from it.

Before I could say anything more, Feng Li swung his sword and attacked us.His sword power cut through all obstacles and attacked Zhuo Xin, and I stood in front of Zhuo Xin.

Yun Xiao immediately hugged me and left the spot, Zhuo Xin couldn't dodge it, swung his sword to block the attack, and a violent explosion occurred on the spot.

Zhuo Xin's figure was overturned, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and was about to curse, when Feng Li's long sword pierced his heart.The green will-o'-the-wisp gushed out from the sword, instantly burning the seriously injured Zhuo Xin to ashes.

Yun Xiao gritted her teeth: "The mind and soul are all gone, and he died cleanly." He hugged me to the ground and walked towards Feng Li, "Kill people to kill people, what the hell does this guy know?"

Feng Li gave him a gouged look, and instead of answering, he looked at me, and his tone was much gentler when he spoke: "Don't believe his nonsense."

It's hard for me not to believe his nonsense when you're so anxious to destroy the corpse.

"Who the hell is he?" I asked.

Feng Li hesitated for a moment, then suppressed his disgust and said, "It's just trash."

"What grudge do you have with this trash?" Yun Xiao asked.

Feng Li gave him a blank look, and didn't want to talk to Yun Xiao.

Zhuo Xin mentioned before that Yun Xiao caused Feng Li to become a lonely ghost. Ao Ze also said that Feng Li and Yun Xiao had turned against each other. Could it be because of this?
I signaled Yun Xiao not to speak yet, walked up to Feng Li and asked, "Are those words that Zhuo Xin said true?"

I was still thinking about how to ask if it was Yun Xiao who caused Feng Li's family to be destroyed, but Feng Li first solemnly told me: "Don't believe a single word he says."

Whether it's true or not, he doesn't want to mention it now, and it's hard for me to ask more.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Zhang San floated out of the temple excitedly, and knelt down to Feng Li with a "plop": "Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving my life!"

Feng Li stretched out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and the mana spread from his fingertips to Zhang San.Zhang San lost his eyes all of a sudden, and stayed where he was.

Yun Xiao snorted, took my hand and walked towards the temple: "Weiwei, it seems that Feng Li doesn't believe you, and he didn't ask you what happened just now, but was directly checking the memory of that errant."

Feng Li was indeed extremely cautious this time, and he didn't know how true or false what Zhuo Xin said.

The statues of the gods in the temple are still standing in place, only the hands of the original coiled snake and Nianhua were damaged.

Yun Xiao glanced at the statue, hooked his hands, and two objects flew from the broken sculpture fragments and landed on his palm.

One is black scales, the texture is like jade, but it is much harder than jade at first glance, reflecting the brilliant light of the sun.

The other is a petal of Manjusawa, which is soft and tough.

It was these two things that gave off the aura of Yun Xiao and Feng Li.

"Is this your scale?" I asked.

Yun Xiao nodded slightly, picked up the red and slender petals and said, "This should be Feng Li's petaled real body, why is it here?"

While talking, Feng Li walked in, Yun Xiao and I both looked at him.

Feng Li glanced at the things in Yun Xiao's hand, then looked up at the statue in the middle of the temple.

I asked curiously: "The coach said this is called Wanshen Empress, do you know her?"

Feng Li was stunned for a moment, feeling a little disgusted: "What kind of broken name?"

"What should it be called?" Yun Xiao asked casually.

Feng Li looked at the statue, then at me, showing an indescribable expression.

I don't know why, but I always feel that the eyes he looks at me are full of sympathy, as if the god whose honorary name has been tampered with is me.

(End of this chapter)