This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 295 In the morning and evening, there are countless victories!
"Hundreds of years are nothing but inaction, but the time between day and night is better than countless in the world!"

Xuan Yu raised his lips and smiled, a hint of meditation flashed in his eyes.

"When I saw this sentence on the sycamore tree in the Phoenix Valley, I didn't understand it, but now I understand it. However, with a person like you who only has ambitions, I'm afraid you won't understand it in this life !"

"Humph!"

Wen Xue snorted contemptuously.

"Xuanyu, since you want to die with all your heart, I will fulfill you. I hope that when you are wiped out, don't regret it!"

As he spoke, the wings behind him suddenly spread out.

Obviously, facing Xuan Yu, Wen Xue did not dare to take it lightly.

Although he spoke domineeringly, he was never as relaxed and disdainful as he was when facing Murphy.

Hei Fenghuang, who has gone through Nirvana eight times and can step into the fairy world just once more, how can he not be afraid? !
As his wings spread out, the dark red robe on his body also fluttered without wind, and even his messy hair flew up.

Everyone around felt a strong coercion, which was the aura of a strong person.

In the center of the aura closest to Wenxue, Xuan Yu stood still, his clothes and hair never fluttered, and he still had a calm and contented look.

Looking at the dust-free and somewhat evil background, Yehuo's heart seemed to be filled with something all of a sudden.

Sullenly depressed.

It wasn't until Wen Xue said the above words that she finally realized what kind of significance that golden sycamore tree he lightly held up to her had for Xuan Yu.

And Linghu Jingtian, who was behind Yehuo, was also not in a serious mood.

Getting rid of demons and entering the realm of immortality was the ultimate dream of the demon clan and many practitioners at that time.

For Yehuo, Xuan Yu was willing to give up such an opportunity.

Such a decision is probably more difficult than an emperor giving up his king.

Taking a look at Yehuo in front of him looking deeply at Xuan Yu's back, Linghu Jingtian instinctively showed a little more respect for Xuan Yu.

At this time, Jiu'er had already stuffed a elixir between Mo Fei's lips, and at the same time took out a golden needle to seal his acupoints to help him minimize the damage from Wen Xue's palm.

(End of this chapter)