Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 399 What are you?
Xiao Ten's eyes flickered with coldness, and he cupped his hands, "Please Brother Nine, please save face."

Everything he said and did was humbled to the extreme.

Xu Yanqing glanced at him, every word seemed to be mocking, "You... are worthy too?"

His face was slightly cold, and he stepped in front of him, "Does it mean to fight?"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Xu Yan raised his eyebrows, seeing the little girl's purple face, and when she was almost out of breath, he let go of her hand, patted her face, and said with a sneer, "I'll deal with you after I kill Xiao Shi."

He thought for a while, raised his hand, and the blood-red magic power enveloped her, but it didn't hurt her at all, it only trapped her.

After finishing all this, he raised his head to look at Xiao Ten, and opened his hands mockingly, endless magic power surged on him, and the blood-red magic mist seemed to be able to swallow human essence and blood.

"No, I'd like to ask brother Jiu for his skills."

At this moment, Xiao Ten also revealed his true colors, with long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and cold and heartless silver eyes.

One step at a time was an illusion, and when he came to Xu Yanqing, he had already left nine illusions behind.

The nine illusions are superimposed, and the horror is abnormal. If you are not careful, you will sink into the illusion and never wake up again.

Xu Yanqing only curled his lower lip, and his hands turned into sharp claws. The thick blood-red monster mist on the sharp claws was extremely sharp, and it pierced through several layers of illusion with just one click.

"It's interesting, but in the face of absolute strength, this is not worth mentioning."

A powerful aura erupted from him suddenly, tearing up the illusion all at once, grabbing at him, and slashing his throat without showing any mercy.

Xiao Shi took a step back in shock, his face was ugly, but three bloodstains were scratched on his neck, and the three bloodstains were stained with his unique devouring power.

He could feel that the magic power in his body was being sucked continuously.

He took a look at himself, startled and angry, and squeezed out a sentence, "Excellent,"

He is also one of the Twelve Kings, but his strength is far from their level. He estimates that his strength can already be compared with his elder brother and them.

He was silent for a while, and looked at the little girl inside through the blood mist.

He... seems to be slipping his tongue.

He underestimated Xu Yanqing, and they all underestimated his strength.

It's just my sister, when he thinks of this, he still feels regretful, why couldn't he save her.

"Win the king and lose the bandit!"

Xu Yanqing kicked him to the ground and stepped on him, "You're not so naive as to think that the king will let you go, do you?"

Xiao Ten shook his head.

"With so much in your mind, how dare you touch my people?"

He snorted lightly and leaned down, "It's because I've been silent for so long that you forget my temper?"

He stomped his feet again, Xiao Ten's uncontrollable qi and blood surged up, and the disappearance of his magic power made him weaker and weaker.

He carefully took out the light yellow flower from his bosom, looked up expectantly, "Ninth brother, can... can you give this to sister?"

The pale yellow flowers are very beautiful, in stark contrast to the surrounding darkness.

Xu Yanqing stared at it for a while, then asked, "What is this?"

"My sister wanted to see the flowers outside, so I specially brought them from outside for her. She must like them after seeing them."

The corners of the young man's lips were soft, and his smile was innocent like a child not involved in worldly affairs.

Xu Yanqing's eyes darkened slightly, thinking of the little girl's wrinkled face and the surprise smile she would show when she saw this flower, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He raised his eyebrows and snorted lightly, "What are you?"

(End of this chapter)