The two of them refused to give in to each other, but the remaining momentum made Yi Weichen feel excited.

This is the power of summoning beasts? This is the power of a spiritist?

That Yi Xiner and Yi Yuefen are nothing in front of these two people.

It's indeed a difference between the level of Tian'ang.

The masked man had a cold look. In fact, Ling Lie stared at the black veil man with anger and said in a deep voice: "Do you have to burn the winged fruit before you can stop?"

The black veil man seemed to smile, with a natural aura on his body, as if he was hiding in the night seed of the ghost king. Another sentence, "I will not give it to you even if I ruined it!"

"Pai!" A few crisp sounds, a golden ball flew out from the center of the air membrane. Chihao's huge wings suddenly waved, the temperature suddenly rose, and the whole forest ignited a fire, and the column of fire flew to wrap around the center.

The two of them also burst into the sky with fire outside the air membrane.

"Damn it!" Yi Weicen screamed, and the skin on his body could not withstand the temperature, and a burning trace appeared. The golden ball just flew over. Yi Weicen immediately stepped forward and held his hands with his hands, and the temperature around him dropped instantly.

No matter how fierce the fire was around, Yi Weichen was safe and sound.

"Thief, change to my winged fruit!"

The masked man happened to see this scene. The bone lock came. Yi Weichen had not fought back. With a "bang", the bone lock was hit and shattered.

The man with black veil had a smile on his eyes. When Yi Weichen was about to look grateful, a domineering aura suddenly came from behind, lifting her up, and her body was spinning out of control.

I only heard a voice in my ear: "Little beauty, I'm giving you a gift."

She was thrown from the top of the mountain.

Damn it, just give gifts, why throw her down the mountain like garbage?

Yi Weichen didn't want to reincarnate with a gift.

As soon as the belt came out, it twisted like a spirit snake, wrapped around the branches, tapped its toes, and jumped to the ground as light as a swallow.

With a golden winged fruit in hand, he returned to Xiaoling, raised his hands and fell down his palms, and didn't know where the strength came from, and a tree was smashed into a pile of wood chips.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, the coachman was already pale and ran away with a dull wave of his whip.

The carriage passed by. When he rushed to Nianci'an, all the nuns stood at the door and looked up at the raging fire on the top of the mountain. Yi Weichen stared at the coachman coldly. He was frightened by Yi Wei's Senran's gaze.

Can't even speak.

What happened just now seemed to be less than one ten thousandth of what Yi Weichen had.

Suddenly it rained heavily on the top of the mountain. After a long time, a group of nuns turned their attention to Yi Weichen in front of them.

"The masters seem to have never seen a forest fire. Is it very good?" Yi Weichen sneered, and before the masters could speak, he rushed into the door straight, "I hope the wing room is ready, I don't want to go back and say

Nianci'an is a place where people don't know how to treat guests but are arrogant."

The host was stunned and gave a wink with the two old nuns next to him, saying, "It's ready, it's the west wing room, Jingshui, take the third lady."

The old nun named Jingshui, and took her to the west wing with a serious expression.

The entire western corner of Nianci'an was quiet after nightfall, with only the sound of animals.

Jingshui said emotionally: "This is the room of the third lady. There are women in the nunnery, and there is no activity. I slept early. I hope you and your servants can rest earlier."

"Don't worry, I'm not more restless than the teachers." The two of them refused to give in to each other, but the remaining momentum made Yi Weichen feel excited.

This is the power of summoning beasts? This is the power of a spiritist?

That Yi Xiner and Yi Yuefen are nothing in front of these two people.

It's indeed a difference between the level of Tian'ang.

The masked man had a cold look. In fact, Ling Lie stared at the black veil man with anger and said in a deep voice: "Do you have to burn the winged fruit before you can stop?"

The black veil man seemed to smile, with a natural aura on his body, as if he was hiding in the night seed of the ghost king. Another sentence, "I will not give it to you even if I ruined it!"

"Pai!" A few crisp sounds, a golden ball flew out from the center of the air membrane. Chihao's huge wings suddenly waved, the temperature suddenly rose, and the whole forest ignited a fire, and the column of fire flew to wrap around the center.

The two of them also burst into the sky with fire outside the air membrane.

"Damn it!" Yi Weicen screamed, and the skin on his body could not withstand the temperature, and a burning trace appeared. The golden ball just flew over. Yi Weicen immediately stepped forward and held his hands with his hands, and the temperature around him dropped instantly.

No matter how fierce the fire was around, Yi Weichen was safe and sound.

"Thief, change to my winged fruit!"

The masked man happened to see this scene. The bone lock came. Yi Weichen had not fought back. With a "bang", the bone lock was hit and shattered.

The man with black veil had a smile on his eyes. When Yi Weichen was about to look grateful, a domineering aura suddenly came from behind, lifting her up, and her body was spinning out of control.

I only heard a voice in my ear: "Little beauty, I'm giving you a gift."

She was thrown from the top of the mountain.

Damn it, just give gifts, why throw her down the mountain like garbage?

Yi Weichen didn't want to reincarnate with a gift.

As soon as the belt came out, it twisted like a spirit snake, wrapped around the branches, tapped its toes, and jumped to the ground as light as a swallow.

With a golden winged fruit in hand, he returned to Xiaoling, raised his hands and fell down his palms, and didn't know where the strength came from, and a tree was smashed into a pile of wood chips.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, the coachman was already pale and ran away with a dull wave of his whip.

The carriage passed by. When he rushed to Nianci'an, all the nuns stood at the door and looked up at the raging fire on the top of the mountain. Yi Weichen stared at the coachman coldly. He was frightened by Yi Wei's Senran's gaze.

Can't even speak.

What happened just now seemed to be less than one ten thousandth of what Yi Weichen had.

Suddenly it rained heavily on the top of the mountain. After a long time, a group of nuns turned their attention to Yi Weichen in front of them.

"The masters seem to have never seen a forest fire. Is it very good?" Yi Weichen sneered, and before the masters could speak, he rushed into the door straight, "I hope the wing room is ready, I don't want to go back and say

Nianci'an is a place where people don't know how to treat guests but are arrogant."

The host was stunned and gave a wink with the two old nuns next to him, saying, "It's ready, it's the west wing room, Jingshui, take the third lady."

The old nun named Jingshui, and took her to the west wing with a serious expression.

The entire western corner of Nianci'an was quiet after nightfall, with only the sound of animals.

Jingshui said emotionally: "This is the room of the third lady. There are women in the nunnery, and there is no activity. I slept early. I hope you and your servants can rest earlier."

"Don't worry, I won't be more restless than the teachers."

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