Chapter 859 Master, Give Me a Hug? (33)

Feng Qian didn't answer Han Xing's words.

The girl propped her chin and looked obediently at the person in front of her.

Yun Zhuo said: "If this is what you call good and evil, then I voluntarily fall into the devil's way."

Feng Qian: "!"

She almost fell.

Fall into magic?

Not only was Feng Qian shocked, but everyone in the Qing Yu School was also shocked.

Is the only god of the protoss going to fall into the devil's way?

Han Xing just came to join in the fun.

It feels quite exciting.

Feng Qian stood up and walked to Yun Zhuo's side.

"Master, are you serious? Falling into the devil's way?"

"Um."

The snow-white High God nodded slightly.

He calmly said: "I used to be wrong. I was wrong for thousands of years. Now I know that the Tao I want to protect is not a group, but a type of people. That type of people does not distinguish between races, the only common The point is to be kind-hearted and harmless.”

"Then you don't have to fall into the devil's way."

Feng Qian persuaded.

Yun Zhuo lowered his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and covered the top of the girl's head with his slightly icy palm.

Feng Qian felt a warm force seep into her body along the other's palm.

Immediately afterwards, the lower abdomen became slightly hot.

The situation between heaven and earth also changed suddenly.

Remnant clouds gathered above the head, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

A white light flashed across the sky, as if a hole had been torn open in the sky.

The seal in Feng Qian's body was also released.

For a moment, majestic and powerful magic power overflowed from the girl.

The girl in white has a little scarlet mark between her eyebrows.

There was a wine-red light in the dark pupils.

It wasn't a good feeling when the seal was broken.

Feng Qian's mind went blank for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds above the sky became denser, revealing an abnormal dark purple.

A silver lightning bolt struck down, directly hitting the cold-looking Shangshen.

The air wave created by the lightning also sent the girl flying.

Only then did Feng Qian come back to his senses, able to stabilize his figure.

She looked up.

The dense electric current enveloped Shangshen, and the sky was dark purple to a reddish color, making the atmosphere oppressive and dull.

Rong Qi said in a deep voice: "Uncle Master is falling into the devil's way."

"Then what to do?"

"Uncle Master set up a barrier, we can't stop it now."

Elder Fang sneered coldly: "He is willing to work with the demons, so don't blame us for being ruthless."

He twirled a formula, which shattered a hole in the barrier.

Holding the sword, Elder Fang stabbed directly at Yun Zhuo's heart.

After Feng Qian saw it, he stepped forward to block Yun Zhuo, and blocked Elder Fang's blow.

Seeing this, Han Xing also came over to help, kicking Elder Fang away again.

Feng lightly frowned.

Red fine lines faintly appeared on the snow-white skin of the god in white.

His three thousand black hair was blowing freely without wind, a few strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that he was not feeling well at the moment.

Seeing the other party like this, Feng Qian also felt distressed.

She didn't have a good impression of the group of self-proclaimed decent cultivators in front of her.

If the fragments were accidentally blackened, she would not spare these people lightly.

for a moment.

The clouds overhead gradually dissipated, and Feng Qian tilted his head to look at the debris.

Yun Zhuo's originally bright red and beautiful lips like petals have lost their blood color at this moment, and are slightly pale.

He closed his eyes, his eye feathers, which were as long as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and his eyelids moved accordingly.

A little thin sweat broke out on his white forehead, and he frowned, looking very uncomfortable at the moment.

Yun Zhuo coughed lightly, bright red blood spilled from the corners of his pale lips.

Before he was about to fall to the ground, Feng Qian quickly caught the snow-white man.

Just after the seal was released, the memory of the original owner Demon Venerable flooded into her mind.

The person in his arms looked pained, Junxiu's brows were lightly frowned.

Feng Qian glanced at everyone indifferently, and then looked at the wolf boy beside him: "Han Xing, take the clansmen back to the demon clan first."