"Little Sister Lei", God knows how much she likes this title.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the expected tear-like pain did not appear. She felt like she fell into an embrace. What hit her eyes were the familiar peach blossom eyes that could not be more familiar, but why were there tears in her eyes and why were there a panic worry.

She wanted to raise her face so much that she raised her hand to pat the back of his head and roared: "Little white face, stay away from me!"

However, she had no strength, which made her unable to help but indulge in her arms, and her weak arms, how long she longed and how afraid she was.

"Little Sister Lei!" Feng Qingyi held the person in his arms tightly, his face as pale as paper. The bright red on his chest was so dazzling that he felt like a hole was dug in his chest, and it was extremely difficult for him to breathe.

"You should take your own actions, so that I will not take action!" Danta's enthrone stood in front of them, with no slight sensation in his eyes.

"Sacrifice to Grandpa, let me kill my enemy!" Chu Yunting walked slowly with her sword in her hand, looking at the situation in front of her, and felt a sense of pleasure in her heart, "You, don't hate me after you go to hell. If you want to hate, hate Duanmu Chen... Oh, he should be waiting for you in hell now!"

Chu Yunting looked at the person who suddenly raised her head, bent down, chuckled and murmured: "Do you really think I'm stopping you to force Duanmu Chen out? No, you are wrong! I just want to wash Xuantian Palace bloodily, and simply want to uproot Xuantian Palace and let all of you go to my Chu family to bury him with you!"

"Sacrifice to Grandpa and help Ting'er trap them!" Chu Yunting straightened up again, and the long sword in her hand suddenly sent it out. The long sword pierced the air and rushed straight into Feng Qingyi's chest. The cold light made the people present feel regretful. Feng Qingyi, the only bloodline of the Feng family, was about to be broken.

"What a courageous man!" A voice full of anger suddenly sounded from all directions, and a powerful aura spread like mist, which made the hearts of the people present sink.

As everyone subconsciously searched for the master of the voice, a sharp light broke through the void and appeared in their sight.

The "crooking" light collided with Chu Yunting's long sword. The sword broke in an instant, and the long sleeve of the hand holding the sword was shattered. Amid the screams, Chu Yunting's body was shocked into the air.

But they saw dozens of black shadows falling from the sky. They formed a formation and joined the melee at the side with lightning speed. Chu Yunting's guards fell one after another, and the dozens of blood holes on their bodies made the people around them feel cold.

"Sister Lei!" The secret guardian knelt on one knee, looking at the person lying silently in Feng Qingyi's arms with bloody eyes, tears couldn't help but flow down.

"Pa" Feng Qingyi raised his hand and patted his forehead hard, saying, "Little Sister Lei is not dead yet, crying? Are you looking for death?"

These weak words made the Dark Protector cry even louder: "Sister Lei..."

"Xuantian Palace Dark Hall?" Chu Yunting stood up straight with Yue Wanying's support, "It's just right here! I worship my grandfather and kill them!"
Chapter completed!