Chapter 542: Emperor 10 Fang, Your Life Will Be Short-Lived if You Do This

In fact, Bai Qing's heart was indeed broken. The immortal was stern. The scene just now almost scared him to death, okay? !

I originally thought that this Lord Lao Shizi, the Son of God, was really kind and caring. 』』Δ LiewenΩ.com 『

Damn, feelings are like a villain who doesn't care about the life and death of the people! A villain!

Even the wheel of the underworld can be stopped. His little old man's heart is about to jump out, okay?

However, this is to save Chang Le, so of course he won't have any objections. Well, look at the sky, it's calm, so nothing happened here.

Di Shifang nodded slightly, and the smile on his face made people feel like he was taking a breath of spring breeze.

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Shifang summoned the silver dragon, flew up on the dragon's back, turned into a white light, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Luan Feng immediately stepped forward.

If his body had not been stretched to the extreme, he would not have used the silver dragon as a mount. I am afraid that this time... Di Shifang's vitality has been severely damaged.

When Luan Feng rushed back to the temple, Di Shifang was sitting motionless on the throne, with coquettish scarlet blood stains on his robes, making the cold and empty temple even more ghostly.

Di Shifang's appearance was still the same, but his holy silver eyes had turned into black pupils, and there was no trace of power fluctuations on his body.

At this time, Di Shifang was no longer the aloof Son of God. Any strong man could easily kill him.

"Are you back?" Di Shifang smiled and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Di Shifang like this, Luan Feng couldn't help but feel his breath stagnant.

His eyelashes are long and graceful, fluttering gently like butterfly wings, and his pure black pupils stare at you quietly, reflecting countless streams of light.

That clear and innocent look was as fragile as a newborn baby, as if it could break at the touch of a touch.

Peaceful, beautiful, impenitent...

Yes, you just don’t repent!

Seeing that he still looked the same, Luan Feng recalled the scene after scene just now, and his chest was heaving with anger.

He shook his backhand,

Inches of ice condensed from the entrance of the temple, protecting the Emperor Shifang, but there was no trace of laughter in the charming eyes of Luan Feng.

"Di Shifang, if you act like this, your life will be short."

The bone-piercing ice covered the emperor in all directions, and the young man's exquisite face had turned into an ice sculpture.

He slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "But, I can't see her sad alone..."

Luan Feng sarcastically said: "Then do you think she will be happy if you die?"

"I won't die, I won't leave her alone..."

"you……"

Luan Feng wanted to say something more, but Di Shifang could no longer hear it.

He fell into a deep sleep quietly, like an ice sculpture sleeping forever.

"Damn it." Luan Feng rubbed his length fiercely. He really wanted to jump up and beat this girl up, but with his current appearance, he couldn't do it no matter what. After he recovered, he couldn't He must be able to beat it.

Alas, what a capital word of helplessness!

Luan Feng felt that no one in this world was more miserable than him.

But in fact, such people abound.

Next to the Wheel of the Underworld, a certain general who had finally completed the repair work was now as tired as a dead dog and collapsed on the side, gnashing his teeth in anger, and feeling miserable in his heart...