Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 688 Love in the past?
Will it be restricted by people inside?

It's just that Xian Yuan has always loved Feng Xiran very much, so he shouldn't hurt her, right?

Ji Yunhuang walked forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the two rows of guards.

Xian Yuan's heart tugged.

Emperor Jiyun is really not afraid of death?
Xian Yuan stood aside, looking at Ji Yunhuang indifferently, he didn't believe that Ji Yunhuang had no strength now, and dared to fight hard!
Emperor Jiyun took every step, his eyes were piercing, he didn't understand what was going on, and he didn't know what Xianyuan was plotting, but he knew that it was impossible for her not to want him.

Maybe the current Xi'er is also trapped by Xianyuan?

Ji Yunhuang thought about it and thought of many possibilities, but he still didn't understand why Xianyuan did this?
Why separate them?

Why did you say those words just now?
"Emperor Jiyun, if you take one more step forward, don't blame me for not remembering the past!"

Seeing Ji Yunhuang getting closer and closer to the gate of Fengran Palace, Xian Yuan felt a little uncertain.

After all, Emperor Jiyun is not simple.

The corners of Ji Yunhuang's thin lips curled into a gloomy arc, "The past? If you really thought about the past, you wouldn't have said those words just now. Xianyuan, you know, Xi'er is my bottom line, you think three or two Can you send me away with just one sentence?"

His whole body was cold and intimidating, and there was a chill all over his body, just like the twelfth lunar month in winter, cold and menacing.

Especially those deep pool-like eyes, which hide many emotions, and the shining light is unpredictable.

"Ah……"

Xian Yuan snorted lightly and didn't speak any more.

He stepped aside by himself, and two rows of guards suddenly stood in front of Emperor Jiyun, blocking the way of Emperor Jiyun.

"Emperor Jiyun, you chose this yourself. If you die here, don't blame me."

Xian Yuan Senliang's voice sounded again, especially loud and clear in this space.

Emperor Jiyun's eyes were condensed, looking at those people standing in front of him, his eyes became colder and colder.

When Xian Yuan gave an order, the two rows of guards directly surrounded Ji Yunhuang, and the surrounding was impenetrable.

Emperor Jiyun flipped his wrist, and a long sword suddenly appeared.

In the next second, he directly fought with the group of people.

Although he has no cultivation base, his skills are still there. If he fights with them like this, he will inevitably be injured, but now, he doesn't care about that much.

When the two sides fought against each other, Emperor Jiyun fought against nearly twenty people with one person.

He has no cultivation base, but those twenty people are the guards of Fengran Palace, so their cultivation bases are naturally not much lower.

Even if it is low, it is much stronger than the current Jiyun Emperor.

The current Emperor Jiyun has no skills, how could he be able to deal with so many people?

Soon, he was painted.

Arms, chest, back, all oozing blood.

He was wearing white clothes today, and the blood stains on his body looked scarlet and dazzling.

But, it's not over yet.

This war is not over yet.

Although Emperor Jiyun was injured in many places, he also stood out from their encirclement, getting closer and closer to the entrance of Fengran Palace.

Xian Yuan stood on the high platform at the entrance, watching the scene below indifferently, "Ji Yunhuang, if you continue to fight, you will die."

Emperor Jiyun didn't speak, but stared at the fairy-like man in white with a pair of dark eyes on the high platform.

Xian Yuan spoke again, and said with a slow smile, "What? Still want to continue? Overestimate yourself!"

(End of this chapter)