The fox king chases his wife thousands of times

Chapter 11 Nine-Tailed Fox King (8)

Gu Qianqian couldn't help closing her eyes, thinking, my life is over!
But she was enveloped by a warm chest, and the familiar faint cold fragrance permeated her heart. When she was moved, she was so sad that tears burst out, moistening the spotless white clothes.

Feng Wushang let out a muffled snort, and after receiving the blow, he felt the moistness of his chest. His heart was suffocated, and his heart, which had never felt pain from the wound, suddenly felt a burning pain.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, he almost whispered, "Qianqian, I'm sorry..."

Promised to protect more than once, but always made her hurt and cry.

Gu Qianqian raised her head swishingly, her pure eyes were moist, and she roared like a lion roaring in the east of the river: "I know I'm sorry, so please warn my sister! If you die, my sister still has a way to live!"

Although she didn't see it, but thinking with her toes, she knew that Wu Dao Senhan's cold attack must have been carried down by Feng Wushang!

"Ok!"

Feng Wushang responded softly, but at this moment, a gust of wind caught up behind him, and the old ghost's voice flickered from far away to near.

"Chachachacha... What a loving young couple, little fox demon, you are so infatuated with a human woman, you must be tolerated by the fox clan, so you have nowhere to go."

Feng Wushang pushed back, and the two people who were still in the air flew in opposite directions.

Leaving Feng Wushang's embrace, Gu Qianqian was horrified to find that the old ghost was approaching Feng Wushang quickly, and his sharp black claws were mercilessly aiming at Feng Wushang's back and slashing down fiercely.

This ruthlessness was never revealed in the old ghost's voice!
"Be careful--"

Gu Qianqian was hoarse, her heart was cold, and she stretched out her arms weakly, but she could only look at Feng Wushang as she pushed her away, and quickly sent herself to the old ghost's claws.

Even so, with three thousand silver threads dancing brilliantly, he still smiled gently.

"Idiot!" Gu Qianqian yelled with tears streaming down her face, but her heart thumped for this gentle protection.

If he died, she was not far from death.

However, if someone is willing to protect herself until death, is her life worth it?

On the contrary, Feng Wushang smiled more gently and recklessly, but in mid-air, he suddenly turned around, facing the old ghost behind him, his five fingers grew hard and sharp nails at some point, and he swung his claws fiercely.

The dark and dirty black claws met the slender white silver claws, making a cold metal clashing sound.

Gu Qianqian's heart fell to the ground, thinking that she would fall heavily on the ground and roll up to ten meters, eight meters, ten feet and eight feet, but in the end, she landed lightly, and she couldn't help but be moved by Feng Wushang's intentions.

The old ghost couldn't take a single blow, so he backed away suddenly, and quacked with a strange smile: "The little fox demon is quite powerful, and it's a good appetizer."

"Be careful that Feng Da flashed his tongue, there are some existences, you can't offend them, old guy."

Feng Wushang moved his five claws carelessly, his face was indifferent, he responded hastily, his strength was at a disadvantage, and his fingers were a little numb.

Looking at Qingfeng Wushang's fingers, Gu Qianqian's small mouth opened round.

Those slender and beautiful fingers reflected a faint silver brilliance at this moment, with sharp nails growing from the fingertips, shining coldly, looking invincible!
Under the bleak moonlight, on the barren wilderness, Feng Wushang, dressed in white clothes and spotless, three thousand silver threads fluttering in the wind, his handsome face is indifferent, even the sharp silver five claws are beautiful and infinitely beautiful. Incredible.

(End of this chapter)