Just when Murong Feixue sighed bitterly, thinking that he was about to lose his soul again, a leisurely Sanskrit sound sounded from afar.

"Climb the ladder to the blue sky, sit down and ask the heavens. No horse often rides a tiger, watching fish and fishing for a dragon. Mending clothes through the moon, splitting bamboo strips through the wind. In order to cut off the horns of the rhinoceros, bulldoze the five old peaks ......"

Golden dragons flew slowly from a distance, far away at first glance, and when they looked again, it was as if they were already close to the ground.

On top of the flying dragon rode a man, I saw that he had green hair hanging down to his waist, a slender figure, a handsome face like a diamond cut, a straight nose, lips like roses, and deep eyes that shimmered like black crystals under his long eyelashes. The whole person emitted a terrifying momentum, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hooked with a mysterious smile.

This smile gives people the feeling that it is not like a spring breeze, not approachable, but makes him feel even more cold, cold to the point of almost brutality!

"Hey, stinky boy, this isn't the place for you, get out of here." The leading killer shouted at the dragon rider.

The man on the dragon's back ignored him, and the golden dragon walked slowly past him. The ignored killers were furious and raised their knives to kill him. However, as soon as everyone who drew their swords and wanted to slash them, an indescribable feeling of dizziness hit their hearts.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A row of fierce black-clad killers suddenly fell without warning, like cutting wheat, brushing in unison.

The dragon rider smiled evilly, looked at the group of people lying on the ground with contempt, and whispered: "Don't measure yourself, look for death!" ”

After speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Feixue, and suddenly, a smile appeared on his originally cold and evil face, and that smile was as beautiful as the sunshine on an August day, and people who were bright couldn't open their eyes.

The man pointed at Murong Feixue and asked, "You, what's your name?" ”

Murong Feixue didn't answer, and the man wasn't annoyed. Still smiled and said, "Won't you say? Hehe...... Someday, you'll take the initiative to tell me your name. ”

After speaking, the man gradually walked away, and after he passed, except for Murong Feixue and the white tiger, there was no one who could stand. There was a mess all around......

"This ......"

Murong Feixue was stunned for a moment, looking at his distant figure, slightly distracted.

"Uh-huh......" A soft hum sounded.

Murong Feixue looked down, but saw a person who looked like a maid waking up. It was the maid Huahua who saved her body before. I grew up with myself since I was a child, and I am like a sister.

"Huh? I'm not dead? Great, wow, miss, you're not dead, woo woo, miss, fortunately you're fine...... Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the lost eldest lady, how can I be worthy of ......" Huahua hugged Murong Feixue, snot and tears. The rambling goes on and on.

Murong Feixue, who was originally very annoying to women crying, for some reason, only felt that this flower was still a little cute when she cried. It was rare to patiently reach out and pat Huahua's shoulder, and comforted: "It's all over, with me in the future, no one will bully you again." ”

From today onwards, she must step up her cultivation, and she can only speak with strength. Others will have to listen......

When Huahua heard this, she was stunned, it was the first time she had seen Miss speak with such a cold and arrogant look. For a while, it was like a different person. It makes people feel a little awe. Maybe it's just because of this chase that he has changed his character. But no matter what, I still hurt myself the same.