Fengwu Jiangshan: The hot wolf princess is too evil

With his head lowered, the mask on his face slowly fell off, and at that moment, his purple hair and white clothes slowly changed as if magic disappeared.

The silver-white hair spread out silently, emitting a dazzling light under the moonlight, and the black robe was unfolded domineeringly, and the strange black and white collocation was shocking.

A mouthful of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the man in midair let out a muffled snort, suddenly unable to keep his body suspended in midair, and fell down dejectedly.

Hundreds of meters above the sky, a gust of wind blows past, and the ground is dark, like a wilderness in the dark night.

Suddenly, a huge shadow in the sky galloped towards, like a piece of light and shadow, it came to the eyes in the blink of an eye.

Above the black light and shadow, the noble man in a blue robe raised his hands, and a transparent barrier appeared in midair, barely catching the silver-haired man falling from above.

The enchantment landed slowly, and finally stayed above the black light and shadow.

In the sky, a huge flying mythical beast spread its huge wings that were hundreds of meters long, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Your Majesty." The blue-robed man walked slowly to the edge of the barrier, knelt down on one knee, helped the silver-haired man up with one hand, and fed him a pill from a green vial.

The silver-haired man frowned, as if deliberately refusing the pill to enter his mouth, but in the end, he opened his mouth and swallowed it together with the remaining blood in his mouth.

The scattered silver robes blocked the face, and the night was boundless. However, the domineering and majestic expression on that face was still shocking.

Even if he is dying now, the serious injury is hard to heal.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a strange dark gold flashed in the long and narrow eyes.

"Your Majesty was injured too badly, and his spiritual power was reversed at a critical moment, so he shouldn't have traveled so far." The blue-robed man spoke with a gentle and respectful tone.

"When will it be your turn to intervene in this king's affairs?" The silver-haired man rolled his eyes coldly, and said coldly: "Xuan Ye, what does the Nether Realm mean to this world?"

Xuan Ye obviously didn't think that Pluto would ask this question, but he has always been calm and calm, so he quickly said: "The realm of the underworld means the opposite of light, eternal darkness."

The wind at this time was a bit urgent, and it swept across from a distance, like thousands of troops, swords, swords, and swords, violently blowing past.

The messy hair on Pluto's face was blown away, revealing a cold but handsome face like a god. His eyes were cold, as if condensing the deepest darkness in the world. In the domineering and graceful manner, the beauty in the facial features has a kind of gloom that sweeps everything!

Xuan Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then chose not to look directly at such a Pluto.

The stunning beauty of Pluto is not a flower that can be admired and admired, it is fatal!

Hearing the wind howling past his ears, Mo Wuji looked up at the vast and boundless sky, and suddenly raised his lips coldly.

"And I am the king of this darkness, am I?"

Xuan Ye was puzzled, Pluto's mind was unpredictable, but he had never guessed it right.

"Your Majesty was seriously injured in order to seal the Eight Desolation Divine Beast, and your subordinates will immediately escort you back to the Nether Realm."

The sky in the distance is like a huge black curtain dotted with crumbling stars.

Mo Wuji glanced at it, then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was very tired and didn't want to say anything more.

It's just that the moment he closed his eyes, an equally cold and indifferent but elegant little face suddenly appeared in front of him.