Stunning Concubine: Your Highness, the bed is collapsed

Chapter 227 What a Terrible Method
Countless changing palaces appeared in the mirror, Feng Wu looked at all this in surprise, "Could this be the entrance to the Arctic Temple?"

Li Yi continued to play the Feng Xiqin in his hand, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, she had never seen him like this.

A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, "Li Yi, stop!"

"Master, no, this will attract the attention of the palace master, and Fengwu will be dangerous..." Thoreau also looked ugly. He stepped forward to stop him, but was knocked back by the sound wave from the Fengxiqin in Li Yi's hand.

Hearing that Feng Wu was in danger, Li Yi stopped playing, "Xiao Wu, don't listen, don't look, close your eyes."

Feng Wu looked at Li Yi, unable to tell what it was like, seeing that white figure gradually blurred, she was anxious, "Li Yi, what do you want to do!"

"Little dance!"

She finally heard Li Yi's almost crazy voice, and she couldn't hear any more.

The light and shadow changed, her mind was dizzy, and she wanted to shout but found that she couldn't utter a word.

There was a stabbing pain in her chest and she lost all consciousness.

Her mind was blank, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and she would never reach the end. All that was left was fear and helplessness.

Is it a hallucination?

She calmed down and regained consciousness. There was a slight wind blowing by her ears, and she seemed to feel something abnormal.

Fantasy!

Opening her eyes suddenly, she subconsciously touched the wind spirit fan at her waist, but she touched the cool ground and sparse grass.

That's right, it's grass!
So, where she is is a plane, not an abyss.

The wind spirit fan was spinning in her hand, she threw the wind spirit fan fiercely, and the deep and dark abyss immediately shone brightly.

The light disappeared, and there were green bushes and big trees with various shapes in front of them.

She opened her eyes, looked at everything in front of her, stared around with cold eyes, without any panic.

In the face of all unknown environments, calmness is always the best weapon.

She continued to walk forward, and the scenery around her was constantly changing. No matter where she went, the scenery she saw first would appear in front of her eyes.

She stretched out her hand and touched the soil on the ground. The touch was different, and the degree of coldness was different.

She picked up the soil on the ground and smelled it, and even the soil on the ground smelled different.

Sure enough, all this is just an illusion.

With profound strength in her palm, she rushed towards the point where the wind was blowing, and in an instant she landed in a completely unfamiliar place.

She curled her lips slightly, her eyes were cold, and the formation was broken by her just like that.

She pricked up her ears, heard someone talking, and walked towards the source of the sound. She froze and quickly hid behind the big tree.

A man turned his back to her, and in front of him were dozens of masters wearing all blue gowns. Feng Wu, who was far behind the tree, could feel that these ten people were definitely masters of masters.

These ten people join forces, Feng Wu is definitely not their opponent, but fortunately their target is the dear friend in front of her.

"Whoever trespasses on the temple will die!"

"Die, you guys."

The man only said three words, and these three words alone are enough to shock people's hearts.

Feng Wu stretched out her head, and saw the light and shadow flashing by, the man with his back to her moved strangely, turned into a ray of light, directly penetrated the bodies of five or six people, and then she saw thick black blood flowing from the chests of those five or six people. Blood.

Gradually, a huge hole appeared in the chest.

Her complexion changed, what a perverted way!

The expressions of the remaining four people changed when they saw the miserable state of their companions.

A jade flute flew out, directly piercing through the bodies of the remaining four people, and the hand of the man with his back to her hanging down holding the jade flute.

She only saw the blood on the jade flute drop to the ground.

(End of this chapter)