Xu Feiqiong saw that Feng Soul was so angry that he didn’t believe her ability that he jumped "Good for you".
The wind soul rolled his hand to the ice with a recruit and a flame. However, after the flame, the ice didn’t even melt a little water. He coughed and whispered a few words, and struck the icicles with the ground, but it still hurt at all.
Xu Feiqiong looked at him coldly. "Come on, you keep coming."
The wind soul scratched his head awkwardly and tried several ways, but still took this icicle.
Xu Feiqiong flew Xianjian in the air and sat on the sword while grinning. "I’m watching you continue."
Hey, don’t be so petty, okay? Wind and soul sigh
"Ling Ning" he called "Come here"
Xu Feiqiong continued to pout. "Being a master is no good. Are you ready to let your disciples help?"
The wind soul knows that it is better to ignore this awkward girl first, so he ordered Ling Ning to flash his hand. Candle dragon was away from the fire, and the wind soul was worried that Candle dragon would hurt Wang Miao from fire yang, and his palms were sweating with nervousness.
However, even Xuanyuan brick and Taiyin Xuanhan jade can be calcined. Candle dragon’s leaving the fire turned out to be a drop of ice on the surface of the icicle. He was still cautious and later had to strengthen the fire, but there was still no more effect.
Pack up spirit coagulation Candle dragon fire tybalt slain a face.
The wind soul sees Wang Miaoxiang just around the corner, but it is a method to touch the heart, and it is also a burst of boredom. He just looks at Wang Miaoxiang and wishes he were frozen in it, accompanied by his sister Miaoxiang.
Xu Feiqiong couldn’t bear to sneer at him when he saw the wind soul. She frowned slightly and said, "I know what this ice is about."
The wind soul turned to look at her icicles. It was so strange that even Candle dragon fire was legalized. He really couldn’t imagine how there could be such a thing during the day.
Xu Feiqiong gently read, "If you can’t do it, who will stay in Zhongzhou?" The beauty should be embarrassing, and it is advisable to repair Pei Wu and take the boat; Make Yuan Xiang Xi Bo make the river flow safely; I hope that my husband will blow in the future. Who thinks? "
Looking forward to the future, who thinks?
"In the past, Shun Di’s southern tour soared in Cangwu Mountain, and his two wives, E Huang and Nv Ying Shun Di, died and jumped into Xiangjiang River, which made Hunan water freeze because of sadness, and Hunan bamboo shed blood and tears." Xu Feiqiong said, "If I didn’t guess wrong, I am afraid it is not really ice but my sister’s tears. After she fell into the hands of Mrs. Ying Shao and didn’t want to be humiliated, she was trapped in this tears of Xiang Fei. Mrs. Ying Shao also took this tears of Xiang Fei as we did to put her sister here."
The wind soul touched the icicle and felt a burst of sadness and it was heartbreaking.
Ling Ning asked, "Is there no other way to think?"
Xu Feiqiong said, "Unless my sister wakes up, I’m afraid Shun Di will come in person to save her."
At the last moment, where will they find Shun Di?
Suddenly there was a burst of noise outside, and the mirror of Yin and Yang looked at it and saw two monsters bumping into the two animals outside the door. Although they looked like pigs, they had yellow bodies and white heads. They took turns bumping their heads into the door, which was hard but still knocked out of notches.
"This is the beast Wen Lin," Xu Feiqiong cried. "They will break in soon. Let’s leave first."
Wind Soul shook his head. "You go first."
Ling Ning also said urgently, "Master …"
The wind soul waved and said nothing.
There was a loud bang outside, and the steel door had been hit. The gods rushed into the dungeon.
Xu Feiqiong stamped her foot. "Even if you stay here with your sister."
With that, Xu Feiqiong flew out to offer a sword of light, and after beheading the two scents, the magic weapon of the man of God fought together.
Ling Ning’s novel says, "Master, I’ll wait for you outside. I won’t leave unless you leave."
She also floated outside in Xiangyun to help Xu Feiqiong stop the enemy.
The wind soul stared at Xiang Fei’s tears. Wang Miao wanted to see her. Although she was sleeping and melancholy, she finally set there. His heart could not help but feel like a knife. He touched it across the ice as if he were touching Wang Miao’s face and trying to brush her eyebrows.
He gently said, "It’s all my fault for thinking of my sister. I like that you want you to be my wife, but you don’t really think of you. I’m too selfish to care about my feelings and never really understand your thoughts …"
If he had thought about Wang Miao a little, how could he have made her cry and leave, and now he is suffering here?
"I know that you are good to me and you know that you are at a loss, but you are still arbitrarily forced to make a decision. Even then, I deluded myself that you are escaping, but I was wrong. I am the one who wants to escape. I know that you like me and I know that I want to be better to you … better …"
The wind soul holds the icicle and feels like something is stuck in his chest and constantly squeezing love. It is two people’s blindness and illusion. Wang Miao wants to be flustered or upset because she really loves him, but does she really love her equally? Why didn’t you dare to listen to her quietly when you were near Taihu Lake? What didn’t go after her after she left?
Wang Miao wanted to escape because she didn’t see true love in my heart, so she was afraid and uneasy consciously.
In fact, I never, never know how to love someone!
"I’m sorry," the wind soul looked at the beautiful fairy in Xiang Fei’s tears. "Although I really want to say I’m sorry, I actually want to say … I will never let you leave me again."
The fight outside is getting closer and closer, but Wang Miao wants to still have no response.
She stood motionless in the icicle.
The wind soul sat with his back against icicles and turned a deaf ear to Xu Feiqiong’s call outside. He also knew that he was staying here, but he didn’t care anymore.
At this moment, he felt like something moved and looked down, only to see that the treasure capsule was beating. He reached out of the capsule in astonishment and took it out, but it was Wang Miao who wanted to fly the snow sword.
It’s as white as snow … Flying snow sword.
At this moment, the flying snow sword, which had lost its spirituality, suddenly spread out the Guanghua wind soul. Looking back, I saw that Wang Miaoxiang’s face was like a smile in Xiangfei’s tears.
The wind soul tried to cut the flying snow sword into the icicle. Even Candle dragon’s fire couldn’t burn. Xiang Fei’s tears were cut by his sword like wood chips at the moment
The wind soul is overjoyed