Chapter 1194 Yu Qingqian's Tears

The man in black looked at Feng Li and Sheng Moran with a slightly sinister gaze.

"Two brave little ants, since you have the guts to sabotage my plan, you will have to pay a heavy price."

The black-clothed man hooked his lips and said, "Abyss Hell is your desperate place, go and enjoy it."

Listening to the man in black, Yu Qingqian couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, "Brother, Feng Li, why are you so stupid!"

Feng Chen's long and narrow phoenix eyes were covered by a layer of darkness, and his heart felt uncomfortable, "Feng Li, Mo Ran!"

At this moment, I was powerless to change the ending, but I didn't know what to say.

Sheng Moran didn't show any fear on his face because he was going to be sent to the abyss of hell. He looked at Yu Qingqian softly, "Xiaoqian, live happily, brother likes to see you smiling."

"Don't worry, we're just going to the abyss and hell, not life and death. We will definitely live on and wait for the day when we meet again." Sheng Moran looked at the pain and despair in his sister's eyes, and felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. His face was full of comfort.

In fact, whether he can survive or not, he has no idea at all, but he doesn't want his sister to have more knots and shackles because of this incident.

"Brother! Brother!" Yu Qingqian couldn't make a sound, and shouted hoarsely: "If you live, you must live too."

Sheng Moran nodded, then looked at Feng Chen: "Feng Chen, I will leave my sister to you!"

"Okay!" Feng Chen's eyes darkened, and his voice was also a little hoarse.

Immediately, Feng Chen raised his head and looked at Feng Li who looked exactly like himself, trembling in his hoarse voice: "You're making your own decisions again."

Feng Li had an evil smile on his face, "Don't worry, your brother and I have a very big life, and it won't be that easy to die."

He suppressed the hesitation in his heart and the uneasiness of facing the unknown hell, and saved Feng Chen from this calamity, and he did not regret it. That was his dear brother, and Yu Qingqian was also his beloved woman.

Just as Feng Chen was about to speak, three invisible big hands suddenly stretched out from the expanding vortex, filled with power that seemed to shake the world, and then tore the black light beam covering the three of them towards the entrance of the abyss and hell.

"Brother/Mo Ran, Feng Li!" Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen couldn't help shouting.

"Yu Qingqian, entering the hell of the abyss does not mean that you will definitely die. If you want to save your brother and Feng Li, you must quickly cultivate to the level of Emperor Ling, and come and enter the hell of the abyss by yourself." The light beam was pulled by two invisible hands and disappeared behind the vortex, Shi Xi's voice echoed in Yu Qingqian's ears.

Then, the beam of black light covering Shi Xi was pulled and disappeared into the vortex.

The three beams of black light disappeared into the vortex, and the vortex in mid-air gradually shrank and became smaller, and finally annihilated, as if it had never appeared before.

At this time, two figures came from far and near in the sky, and landed beside Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen to protect them.

It was the referee and the old man in green.

The referee looked at the man in black with an unkind expression: "You overstepped!"

He and the old man in green were on guard against the other party's attack on Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen again.

The man in black originally didn't intend to keep Feng Chen and Yu Qingqian alive. As long as he used the power of his body, he could break the secret technique of Yu Qingqian and Feng Chen's refining patterns into the body, and it would only cost dozens of dollars. It's just to restore the damaged vitality over the years.

Decades are just a snap of the fingers for a person of his level, and he can afford such a price.

But since he agreed to Shi Xi, then naturally he can't break his promise, and he won't touch the two little prey again, let them continue to be the goal and a kind of motivation on the road of the emperor's nephew's cultivation.