Feng Soul is worried about Ling Ning’s safety. "Let’s hurry over."

Three women were about to drive the sword light when they heard a loud noise from a height, which made several people deaf.
Two short flash out.
Wang Miao wanted to have a cold look. "Is it a bad star and a wrong star?"
Yang mistakenly patted his bulging belly and rolled out a loud noise. "It’s not easy for Wang Xian to know that my two brothers are not easy. I’m still a celestial fairy who has already forgotten us old guys."
Wang Miao thought, "Are the two star kings going to betray the heaven to help the self-styled heavenly deity and rebel when they learned the truth during the division of the four emperors?"
In a gloomy tunnel, "We have never heard of anyone claiming to be the Buddha and knowing that someone told Marshal Yi that there was a demon race trying to rebel, and two Yaochi fairies conspired with them."
Xu Feiqiong was about to speak when he was furious, but Wang Miao wanted to hold her low and said, "They gave it to me. You should go to Mr. Shi and Ling Ning."
Seeing these two evil spirits, Feng Soul stared at Wang Miao from the moment they appeared, wondering if the enemy specially invited him to deal with Wang Miao. Although he was worried, he also knew that if several people were stopped by the two men together, it would be more dangerous for Shi Daoxuan, Ling Ning and his demon to charge a "sister to be careful".
He Wang Miao wanted to touch Xu Feiqiong’s head and go.
The red line followed him and Er Shen didn’t stop it.
Wang Miao thought thoughtfully for a moment and secretly thought, "It’s strange that I’m still flying Joan. I’m never so obedient. Who knows that when my soul brother pulled her, she left with her, and it was the same when she chased the child. Did they actually cooperate tacitly? Did they bicker for a long time and get close to each other?"
She gently touched her hair again. "Brother Soul took one of my hairs?"
Yang Cuo and Yin Cuo see Wang Miao want to suddenly bow their heads and meditate. Her heart is afraid of Yang Cuo’s cold tunnel. "We don’t think it’s easy for you to fix it. We’ll hand you over to Marshal for disposal. Otherwise, don’t blame my brother for destroying flowers and making you physically and mentally destroyed."
Wang Miao wanted to know that these two people were demons before they became gods, and they were also famous evil spirits after being deified by heaven. If they were not eccentric and had committed celestial rules, the fairy order would never be just two stars in the five fights, but they were also the level of the purple mansion. Although they were two stars, Tianjun, who was in charge of the bucket department, never dared to care much about them. They went to the North Pole to kill Marshal Yi Sheng, the four saints, and it was just a fake job in the bucket department.
Wang Miao wants to close her mind, turn her wrist gently, and the flying snow sword shines with harsh light. She faintly tunnel, "Destiny has its own blessings. If you die, it will be my own practice, but you should also be careful. If you fail, it will be difficult to become a laughing stock in heaven."
Yang fault and yin difference immediately got angry and each cold snorted.
Yang Wrong slammed a beat and a drum into his belly, and all the scenes were distorted at once as if the whole thing was going to collapse …
Xu Feiqiong flew for a while, suddenly stopped there, and said, "Let go of my hand and it hurts."
The wind soul quickly loosened its hand and the red line stopped.
Xu Feiqiong stared at the wind soul. "You don’t care about your sister, so what do you want to take me away and let my sister face the strong enemy alone?"
The wind soul said, "I’ll ask you first, is your swordsmanship better or Sister Miaoxiang better?"
Xu Feiqiong muttered, "Who knows before?"
The wind soul stared at her in turn.
Xu Feiqiong turned her head for a while before she said, "My sister is worse, of course."
Although I always wanted to compete with Wang Miao before, many things have happened since I entered the demon spirit world. Compared with Wang Miao, there is a big gap between my own affairs and her own. Why can’t she see it?
"I have seen my sister do it more than once," said Feng Soul in a low voice. "But according to my analysis, what we see is not her real strength. She is too gentle to have a companion, and her heart is concerned. She would rather suffer herself and protect others. I already saw that she is by no means an enemy, but Mrs. Ying Shao wants to protect us first. My sister’s biggest weakness is that she is too soft-hearted. If we continue behind her, she will be able to deal with the enemy wholeheartedly, and I will take you away with her."
Xu Feiqiong was quiet for a while and had to admit that what the wind soul said was true. It was Wang Miao who wanted to break into the palace to save her. If it weren’t for covering her escape, Wang Miao would never sneak up on Wang Miao even if Xiao Fang was proficient in change.
"But" Xu Feiqiong hesitated. "Those two guys are notorious. Even I have heard from heaven that it is not easy for my sister to deal with both of them at the same time."
The wind soul simply said, "I believe her!" "
Xu Feiqiong saw him. Although he said firmly, he was also nervous. He knew that he was worried about Wang Miao, but it was not his own. He sighed, "Come on, let’s go. The fear of the enemy in front is equally tough."
Three people together into the chaos ahead.
Yang cuo still beats his belly one by one.
The earth swells up, the hot air keeps pressing and then quickly dissipates, and so on and so on.
While yin yin disappears.
Wang Miao wants to hold a fairy sword and feel his heart beating with the drum as if it were about to crack.
A dark cloud pressure
Wang Miao wants to strike the center of the dark cloud with a sword light, but the dark cloud is scattered and the stars are scattered, but he jumps out of the void and knocks at Wang Miao with a sledgehammer.
Wang Miao wanted to dodge, but found that her sense of orientation was confused. She flashed to the left but moved to the right. She felt that she had avoided the sledgehammer, but it was still on her head.
She will block the sword, the immortal sword and the sledgehammer intersect and shake out the spark.
She took it too hastily and didn’t have enough strength to spit out one mouthful blood, and the whole person fell down.
She fell to the wrong side.
Bad stars laugh wildly, carrying a sledgehammer several times larger than himself, and rushing at Wang Miao to hit it.
Wang Miao doesn’t know what to avoid.
The drums rang, her heart beat, and her ears were numb.