love across the three realms

Chapter 540 No.20 Chapter Seven ④ The face that lost its soul

He Xing looked at Xiao Shisi in a panic, and the latter just snuggled up beside Luo Feng, with cold and distant eyes.

"You can't marry her!" Li Jiaojiao's voice suddenly sounded, diverting everyone's attention!Li Jiaojiao pointed at Little Fourteen and said sharply: "She is a broom star, she is a monster who is neither male nor female! You married her... Ah!"

"The woman who insulted me, court death!"

Luo Feng's handsome face turned cold, and he waved it casually, Li Jiaojiao was thrown high up like a kite with a broken string, and fell instantly, she only moved, and made no sound.

Mo Zixuan stretched out his arm to stop him, but there was a soft click, and he was also hit by an invisible force against the human wall. Then, his arm hung down at a strange angle, and the pain of the fracture made his body His face turned red gold.

Naturally, there was a commotion in the crowd. Two noble middle-aged men and women rushed all the way to Li Jiaojiao and Mo Zixuan. Following the woman's cries, the men of the two families saw that their children had been seriously injured, and they all rushed towards Li Jiaojiao and Mo Zixuan. Luo Feng rushed over.

"You, what did you do to my daughter? Return my daughter!"

"Luo Feng, how could you hurt my son!"

Luo Feng didn't dodge, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a sinister way, and he whispered disdainfully: "Stupid human!"

The palms of the two men touched Luo Feng's chest almost at the same time, but it was like being hit by a high-voltage electric shock, and the whole body burst into smoke, and collapsed to the ground in an instant!
As a result, the crowd in the entire hall was in chaos.

He Xing, who was dumbfounded, suddenly discovered that those narrow and long pupils began to glow with a strange red light, and the blood color was like a thick fog in the morning, instantly permeating his entire pupils.

With a cold and crooked smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the chaotic crowd with contempt, like the most handsome devil!
devil?

He Xing forgot about his own pain, struggled to get up from the ground, pushed away the figures running around in front of him, rushed to Luo Feng who slowly raised his arms, and shouted: "Don't! Feng! Don't!"

Like a crescent moon, the golden halo overflowed wave after wave from Luo Feng's palm. When he waved it, it transformed into countless firebirds, dragging invisible fireworks, and flew towards the fleeing crowd in the hall.

After all, it was still one step too late!
He Xinger's ears were filled with countless mournful and tragic howls, and tears, like stars flashing in the night, his small body full of grief, exhausted all the strength in his body, and slapped the face that had lost his soul. !

(End of this chapter)