Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

While speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang glanced down, and saw the eye-catching scar on Feng Xinglang's back.

Therefore, Yuwen Luoshuang pushed Feng Xinglang's body away slightly, "You have a wound on your back, cough cough cough."

Before she could finish her sentence, Yuwen Luoshuang had already bent over in front of Feng Xinglang and began to cough violently, accompanied by her constantly stinging throat.Thinking, this can be regarded as a catastrophe that must be encountered in life, so it is natural to think so, but the coughing at different stages made her unable to straighten up.

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and hugged her back into his arms again, and then slowly patted her on the back, while looking at the doorman of Fengshangzong coming from the front, he gave that person a little made a booing motion.Naturally, that person stood quietly in front of them.

In fact, the visitor had been injured extremely badly, he was limping when he walked, and there was nothing in his body that was intact.The wound on Feng Xinglang's back may be the least injured person at this time and place, but he is willing to transfer all the pain that Yuwen Luoshuang has suffered to his body, so that she can feel better.

At this time, Yuwen Luoshuang felt a little better, and broke free from Feng Xinglang's embrace. She was a little embarrassed when she saw the person coming, but she didn't move her body, because she really didn't It took so much strength to move himself away from Feng Xinglang's embrace.

The visitor respectfully bowed to Feng Xinglang and Yuwen Luoshuang. His movements were extremely slow, and it seemed that every time he moved, the bones in his whole body would fall apart. Seeing this situation, Yuwen Luoshuang was a little bit heartbroken. Surprised, after all, no one here has been hurt more or less.

Just when she was about to cough, Feng Xinglang reached out and patted her on the back naturally, which made Yuwen Luoshuang feel a little better, and her mouth was full of bloody smell, as if as long as As soon as she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood would flow out of her mouth.

"What's the matter?"

"Report to the head of the sect, [-]% of our disciples who stayed in the underworld died at the hands of those undead."

As the man's voice fell, Feng Xinglang's expression became a little darker, and his fingers pinching Yuwen Luoshuang's shoulder also tightened a little, as if he was venting some emotion.But after a while, his hand loosened naturally.

"So, let's go back and have a good rest."

While speaking, Feng Xinglang used Gu Xiu's spiritual power to clean up the body of the Fengshang Zongmen who had fallen on the ground, then looked down at Yuwen Luoshuang's side face, and looked at him as if he was tired. His chin rested on her shoulder.

"If I had thought that such a thing would happen, there would not be such a scene."

"These are not things that can be predicted if they can be predicted. The Demon Emperor tried his best to bring us down. Even if we have thousands of minds, we can't think of everything that will happen."

Yuwen Luoshuang's voice was very soft, but Feng Xinglang could completely hear him, and he just stayed by the side silently,