Cloud painting

Chapter 51 Shura is present (11)

Another ethereal voice came, and Feng Yunhua followed the source of life.

Suddenly, his feet were empty, and his body quickly fell down...

"Master!" Three different voices sounded at the same time.

Feng Yunhua fell heavily to the ground, and she was already injured. This fall, it may have been more serious. No, she spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

Standing up slowly, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, how are you doing! This place seems to be restricted, we...we can't get out, woo woo~~"

"If you can't come out, you can't come out." Feng Yunhua responded lightly. The environment here for the observer is dark, and almost nothing can be seen.

Stepping forward with difficulty, she smiled helplessly, her luck must have been too sad.

Suddenly, a burst of light came, and the piercing wind and clouds painted a faint pain in the eyes.

Feng Yunhua walked slowly following the light source...

The multicolored light bloomed, and in the middle, a purple figure was so eye-catching.

The man turned his head slowly, and in an instant, the world paled.

It was a man so beautiful and charming, with pure snow-like skin, and beautiful black hair that was almost evil, but when kneaded together, it made people willing to fall into the confusion of hell, exquisite eyes like glass, exquisite The purple shirt and his aristocratic temperament are perfectly integrated, and his gestures are elegant and casual, like a strange and beautiful mandala blooming in the dark.

"Who are you?" Feng Yunhu looked at the monstrous man vigilantly.

"Xilintang." The man chuckled, his eerie voice was like a mandala blooming in the dark, refreshing.

"Xilintang?" As far as she knew, the surname Xilin was the national surname of the Xiqing Kingdom.

"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Xi Qingguo." He raised the corners of his lips and smiled like a monster.

"What does it have to do with me?" Turning his head away, he was about to walk out of this cage-like place.

A strange fragrance came, and the purple dress appeared in front of her eyes like a dream.

"Don't rush away, beautiful lady, my... prey!" After saying that, a sharp purple light attacked her.

Feng Yunhua was startled, and hastily dodged that devastating blow.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman sucked your spiritual power, but at least it's still useful." Xi Lintang smiled strangely, attacking non-stop.

Feng Yunhua escaped one by one in embarrassment, sighing secretly in her heart, why is she so "lucky"?

After a few face-to-face encounters, Ximentang firmly restrained Feng Yunhua's hands.

Xilintang smiled strangely, and approached Feng Yunhua's fair neck, sucking the fragrance: "Sure enough, a woman with strong and vigorous mental power really suits my appetite."

"Crazy!" She cursed in a low voice.

"En? What did you say?" Xi Lintang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked at Feng Yunhua slowly.

"I didn't say anything." Feng Yunhua looked at him in confusion, laughing.

Xi Lintang snorted coldly.

—— Digression——

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