I am mad for the king: the stunning magic concubine fights the world

Chapter 59

Looking at these cracks, Hongchen smiled, "It's really scary, do you want to kill me without saying a word?" After finishing speaking, he looked at one place calmly.
The air was twisted, forming a vortex, and a figure gradually disappeared from the vortex.
Hong Chen looked at the person who appeared, and snorted with a faint smile: "You are the first person who broke into my Jiuqu Linglong Palace without my invitation. It's really uncomfortable." It's uncomfortable, but in There was no sign of displeasure on his face.
Feng Xuan stood there with no expression on his face, his eyes were deep but sharp looking at the lazily lying man on the ice couch, his white hair was so dazzling, and the light and thin hair scattered around the man The breath let him know that this is not an ordinary person...
"It's really indifferent, but I really want to know, how did you get in?" Hong Chen sat up and looked at Feng Xuan meaningfully...
Feng Xuan stood there indifferently, stretched out his hand and opened his fingers, and a crystal clear ice butterfly flew out from his palm, but when the ice butterfly wanted to fly away, he stretched out his hand and squeezed it.
Hong Chen's body straightened slightly, as if it was a pity.
The ice butterfly melted into a cloud of mist in Feng Xuan's hands, and when he opened his hands again, a small mass of dim light floated gently on his hands.
This is Yuan Ling. The so-called Yuan Ling refers to the Yuanshen and soul that disperse after a person dies. It is the profound power of a person from the demon clan in his life.
Hong Chen looked at Feng Xuan's beautiful but also very ruthless face, and sighed slightly: "Just like this, beat the ice butterfly that I have spent my whole life raising to death, Feng Xuan, I will be angry." sharpen up.
The ice butterfly flower has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it only eats the soul of the primordial spirit. It is a rare spiritual creature. He only raised a few in his life, but Feng Xuan crushed one to death in the blink of an eye. It would be a lie to say that I don't feel distressed.
As soon as Hong Chen's words fell, Feng Xuan's body suddenly appeared in front of him. With a pinch of his slender fingers, he had already cruelly pinched Hong Chen's life and death in his palm. It might be broken by Feng Xuan.
Hong Chen was slightly startled, and then smiled: "It's been a long time since anyone touched me, but this hand is really cold, without any warmth, it is somewhat similar to me."

With Feng Xuan's hand exerting a little force, Hong Chen's head involuntarily tilted up with his hand.When facing Shang Fengxuan's eyes that were as cold as a thousand years of ice, the corners of his mouth deepened.
He just likes Feng Xuan's eyes...
Similarly, Feng Xuan also looked into the man's eyes, but he couldn't understand the man's eyes.
Facing him, the people in front of him didn't show any fear, even a little disdain, a little ridicule, and they didn't worry at all that he would just casually finish him off.
"Who are you?" Feng Xuan said coldly.
"Who am I?" Hong Chen thought for a while, and finally showed a charming smile, "I forgot."

He has been alive for too long, he has already forgotten how long no one has pronounced his name...
Feng Xuan slowly raised his other hand, the small spiritual ball on the palm of his hand was emitting a faint light, it looked so faint, as if it would be blown away by the wind if he was not careful.This is the spirit of Su Zi that the man in front of him asked that Bingdie to collect. What does this man want to do?
Hong Chen looked at the Yuan Ling raised by Feng Xuan, with a slight sense of sarcasm, "The weak eat the strong, such a weak and incompetent person, so why not die?"

(End of this chapter)