Chen Feng is very familiar with this cold smile.

He once appeared when he met the incarnation of the Empress of Sending Children at Fangcao Bookstore.

As expected.

The mark of a Fusang tree slowly emerged between Xiaosang's eyebrows.

His left eye is blue and his right eye is red. From the middle of his eyebrows, countless small Fusang trees spread across his body.

Behind him, a phantom of a divine tree rose from the ground.

The divine tree in the void evolved into the original body of Fusang, recreating the grand scene of the past, the golden crows in the sky, forming a sea of ​​fire that burns everything. The momentum alone makes people feel that it will burn the sky and the earth.

Xiao Sang stretched out his hand and the world of divine wood behind him.

A red arrow seemed to penetrate the void, trampled through the ages, traveled through time, and appeared in Xiaosang's hands.

He pinched the arrow and set off a bow.

The air around was suffocated, and the endless power of heaven and earth was swept into Xiaosang's hands like a tornado absorbing water.

The power of the little Sangla bow took everything away.

A ferocious fire bow that was pulled into a full moon emerged in the void.

"go."

The little mulberry sounded lightly, and the shadow of the bridge was like a flower in the water, and the moon in the well, broken silently.

Everything is like a dream bubble, broken.

The power of annihilation.

The ancient magical shooting of the sun arrow once again showed its invincible power.

The originally thunderous weather turned dark and sunny again with a sound of rosy like cool water pouring charcoal.

At this moment.

Inside Kyoto.

Countless people have the illusion of seeing two suns.

A quiet hanging high altitude.

A fire tail that drew in a flash.

The second sun dragged the fire tail and stayed for a short time, leaving only a afterimage in the pupils that had no time to see the reality.

The disappeared afterimage, with the dynamic aftertaste, stayed in everyone's minds and had not dissipated for a long time.

At the intersection.

It's a mess.

Chen is as popular as a bull.

The original plan was to use himself as bait to attract Fan Xiaoxi, then force Fan Xiaoxi into a desperate situation, and lead the papercraft craftsman behind the scenes. Then, he and Kuaidao Liu were the main focus and Xiaosang were Xiaosang as the auxiliary to capture the papercraft alive.

But, Yue Shaohua is not an ordinary paper craftsman, and can actually induce the Naihe Bridge to show its power in the world.

There are not many things that can arouse Xiaosang's interest.

But this Naihe Bridge is definitely one of them.

As a result, Xiao Sang's ripped off and went crazy.

This time.

Not like the time in Fangcao Bookstore.

There are methods to isolate time and space to arrange in advance, not because Chen Feng did not expect that Yue Shaohua came up without ethics and directly used his ultimate move, and there was no time to arrange it.

Chen Feng looked at the devastated surrounding environment.

Some of them fell into silence in autism.

Fan Xiaoxi is gone, Yue Shaohua is gone, and there are still six Shadow Zombie killers who have lost their combat power.

It should have been when Xiaosang shot the bridge that he used some secret methods to escape from the scene.

These are secondary.

The main thing is that after this battle.

Xiaosang is probably exposed to the eyes of the three giants in Kyoto.

It was a little bit big... Chen Feng thought about it again, but then he thought, "Three Big Three, you should be more careful and don't provoke Xiaosang, otherwise... hey! I'm afraid I will go to the Four Saint Mountains to farm in advance."

The one who targets Xiaosang is not the Big Three.

It is an existence in the Soul-Suppressing Division.

Xiao Sang seemed to feel something, and a faint sound appeared in his ears.

"It's interesting." Xiao Sang raised the corners of his mouth again, and a cold expression appeared again.

Xiaosang's expression made Chen Feng frightened. He hurriedly killed Xiaosang and hugged his right foot, holding his raised right foot, and said, "Mr., you are my uncle, okay?"

Xiao Sang's cold expression twitched without a trace, and a trace of cunning eyes flashed in his eyes.

He patted Chen Feng's head and said in a condescending tone: "It's safe, I'll go and chat with a child, and I won't fight."

kid?

Chen Feng looked at Xiao Sang up and down, and as soon as he felt strange in his heart, he was shocked to realize that his hands were empty - Xiao Sang disappeared in place.

Chen Feng kept holding his legs, stood there in a daze, and did not move for a long time.

It was a long time.

He pursed his lips and closed his mouth, looking at the six Shadow Zombie Killers who had temporarily lost their combat power. Unconsciously, Chen Feng's eyes lit up with the symbol of money - throw it to Xiao San to cast the plum blossom slave seal, and there were six more dark guards in Tianji Pavilion.

Since Xiao Sang wants to chat with the children, let him go... Chen Feng thought... The little prince of melancholy has a good reputation. He said that if he doesn't fight, he shouldn't be able to fight...

...

Xiao Sang's figure appeared in the Beidou Corner, the Soul-Superior Division.

Even Jin Fengwei could not detect his appearance.

Xiao Sang deliberately slowed down and looked at everything around him, his melancholy little face twisted out of unhappy appearance.

Our ants are on duty in such a dusty environment... Xiao Sang evaluated in his heart, tilted his head and thought for a while, and a drop of green solution condensed from his fingertips and splashed on the ground.

If the detergent drips on the oil layer, the dust of the Beidou Family that has been dispersed for many years can make the haze that is known as the strange death of the soul master scatter and retreat.

Xiao Sang's unintentional actions at least prevent the soul masters of the Beidou Category from dying from being strange for no reason.

The Soul-Suppressing Department shook slightly and let out an undetected hum.

"It's comfortable, haha." Xiaosang bounced his fingers, and two drops of green popped out again. "Save some use, it won't cure your old illness, but it will make you feel better."

Finish all this.

Xiao Sang held his hands behind his back, with a relaxed expression, just like a big boss who visited in private, walked to the soul well where Chen Feng wanted to lure his soul into it after calling him a soul.

Next to the soul well.

The six large tongues of color are no longer soft and listless, and are straight and straight, like six javelins inserted on the ground.

"Okay, stop showing off, I can't see it?" Xiao Sang whispered, shook his head and muttered, "It's the end of the power."

The six big tongues were as if they were disgusted when they heard this, drooping softly, twisting each other together, paving a soft ladder to the soul well.

Xiaosang climbed up the steps and walked into the soul well with his little hands on his back.

Six big tongues followed and jumped into the soul well.

That soul well.

First time.

At least since the establishment of the Soul-Shenzhen Department.

First time.

He closed it carefully for a quarter of an hour.

Fusang Spiritual Rhyme is given to the pearl, and the six paths of reincarnation are closed to the well.

The two didn't know what they were talking about.

Anyway, after Xiao Sang returned to the courtyard, his eyes became more energetic.

My melancholy eyes began to brighten.

After Xiaosang met the "children".

When you learn something, remember something, and infer something.

It seems that life has another pursuit.

In Xiaosang's words, it is:
Chapter completed!