Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

In a flash, he entered the ruined temple——

I didn’t expect that this young master could actually compete with Feng Xiaoxun——

Hmm, no, Feng Xiaoxun seems to have been seriously injured. Judging from his level today, it seems that he only used 50% of his strength...

On normal days, I'm afraid this young master is no match for him——

However, even so, this young master's kung fu is already very good!

Apart from the Great Imperial Master and Feng Xiaoxun, he would be hard-pressed to find an opponent in Menglan Continent...

Luo Qingyu hid behind the tree and watched in surprise. She already knew almost all the masters on this continent, but she had never heard of such a top master.

She calmly looked outside again, and her heart suddenly moved! She opened her eyes wide.

It turned out that in just this moment, the blue-shirted young man did not know what method he used to turn the red resentful spirits around him into pale white ordinary souls...

He put a palm on his chest and recited a few incantations. Those ordinary souls flashed in the air and then disappeared without a trace.

I didn’t expect that this person could free dozens of resentful spirits in such a short period of time!

Who is he?

Before Luo Qingyu could finish his thought, the blue-shirted young man waved his long sword, and a snow-white light wave flashed through: "Broken!"

The air around the ruined temple swayed like water waves, and there was a pop like a balloon being popped.

"Devil! Come out and die!" The blue-shirted young man shouted loudly, the sound was like jade weapons hitting each other. He threw the long sword, and the long sword whirled in the air. One handle transformed into more than a hundred, and he shouted again.

With a cry of "Quick!" those swords shot towards the temple in all directions like lightning!

"Boom!" The entire temple collapsed into dust, and a red shadow rose into the sky amid the flying debris. It shot out from the rain of swords and fluttered to the ground.

"Niubi! You are looking for death!" The red figure was naturally Feng Xiaoxun, and he was holding a woman in green in his arms.

The woman in green had a snow-white face, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was motionless.

Luo Qingyu's heart jumped. The woman in green turned out to be Fei Yue's body. She didn't expect that he would actually carry it with him...

Those dreams that day flashed before my eyes, and Luo Qingyu seemed to feel a slight tug of thread deep in his heart, a faint pain——

However, the face of Feiyue's corpse was not pretty at the moment. When Luo Qingyu saw it that time, there was still a little blood on his cheeks. But now, there was no blood at all...

The young man in blue shirt didn't seem to expect that he would come out with a woman in his arms. He was slightly stunned for a moment, and he could tell at a glance that the woman was dead: "Devil, what are you doing carrying a dead person? Don't you even think of dead people?"

Don’t let it go? What else do you want to use this corpse to refine?”

Feng Xiaoxun ignored him. He stretched out his palm, and countless dead branches and dead grass flew over around him, forming a haystack in an instant.

Feng Xiaoxun gently placed the woman in green clothes in his arms on the haystack, and said softly: "Fei'er, just lie down here for a while. My foster father sent this cow nose away to find food for you."