A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 283 The Ninth Floor 3
Xiao Muli looked up at the two of them, and seeing the real threat in their eyes, and the unyielding momentum of both sides, he was inexplicably guilty.

Blinking her eyes, she thought nympho: Are they going to fight for her?

Thinking of this, I felt a little happy in my heart, and completely forgot about my current situation.

Unexpectedly, she, Xiao Muli, would have such a day, let the dragon of the two fight for her, and her vanity was greatly satisfied.

Looking at the two handsome men in a nympho, Xiao Muli smiled triumphantly in her heart, but, why, the more she looked at them, the more she felt that the two looked alike?

The same phoenix eyes, straight nose bridge, thin lips, and even the danger in the eyes are exactly the same.

Looking at it, the two faces actually overlapped, slowly revealing the unremembered face.

What's going on here?
Lan Junque and Yang Jingfeng are obviously two different people, one is black-bellied and shameless, the other is innocent, the other is evil, and the other is elegant.

No matter how you look at it, it can't be a person?
It must be a hallucination, she must have accepted the hint in the heart that the two figures merged into one in the mirror of blood soul just now, and this hallucination appeared.

Xiao Muli shook his head, trying to wake himself up.

At this moment, a roar came to his ears.

"Do you want to die here? This sword energy looks silent and powerless, but in fact it is extremely fierce. If we don't deal with it with all our strength, we have to explain it here today. When is it? We still have the mood Here is this meaningless battle of spirits?" Elder Shang Ling struggled to disperse the sword energy shot from all directions, and said angrily.

Only then did the three of them recover from the tense momentum just now.

When Lan Junque heard the words, he completely pretended that he didn't hear them. A dangerous and determined smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't let go.

Yang Jingfeng's face turned red, obviously he had never been scolded like this before, he was a little embarrassed for a while, and instinctively let go of his hand.

Although, when he realized his action, he began to regret it, but Xiao Muli had already been embraced by Lan Junque forcefully and domineeringly, even his face was completely buried in his arms.

Seeing Yang Jingfeng wanting to reach out again, Lan Junque glanced at him provocatively. At the same time, he hugged Xiao Muli and turned sharply. His empty hand shot out a soft light. Immediately, the sword energy approaching him was softened by the soft light. Surrounded by the earth, it melted immediately.

The embarrassment on Yang Jingfeng's face faded away, and he stood motionless, with extremely complicated expressions in his eyes, and when the sword energy approached his body, it disappeared silently, and could not get close to him at all.

Seeing his appearance, Lan Junque's expression moved slightly, his brows were slightly furrowed, obviously thinking about something, and this did not prevent him from quickly dissolving the approaching sword energy.

The spiral staircase seemed to be only one foot high, but several people walked for a long time with their sword aura, but they never reached the end. They could clearly see it, but they still couldn't reach it.

It feels weird.

"Don't go any further, we're caught in a formation." Two more voices said in unison.

Xiao Muli was surprised, why did Yang Jingfeng wake up this time, so different from before?

Why can't those sword qi hurt him at all?Is it true that as Sebao said, he achieved immortality?
However, he is obviously a human being, and he is still a foolish person without martial arts. How could he achieve the indestructible body that even the gods and Buddhas of the heavens could not achieve?
This is so confusing.

(End of this chapter)