Chapter 452： Overcast (1/2)

She stepped back slightly, the sky drew down a glorious light, and fell on her. … ≦. … ≦

Suddenly she looked like white jade, exuding a warm and lustrous luster all over her body, the fireworks breath instantly receded, and her white clothes fluttered like a fairy shoot.

Meng Jian chased up, faintly flashing purple in his palm.

Lu Yurong's eyes in the autumn water became sorrowless and unhappy, calm and indifferent, as if looking at a dead object, as if a small hand carved by white jade gently met.

”Boom!” A muffled sound, like the same spring thunder.

Stunned everyone.

Lu Yurong stood calmly in place, hunting in white, as if standing in a wild wind.

Xun Mengjian slammed into the wall with a bang, **** in the corners of his mouth.

He looked at Lu Yurong unbelievably, his eyes widened, and his mouth bloody.

He never expected that Lu Yurong could stop himself.

This is the palm of Yin Lei, the sense of heaven and man, taking the human body as the day and the earth, enlightening the thunder of the body and the earth.

Xun Lei, even from the sun to the fiercest, can destroy everything. With this palm, the flesh and blood is absolutely unlucky.

Lu Yurong glanced at him calmly, then appeared in front of him, and Bai Yu's small hand pressed again.

Su Mengjian suddenly flashed, disappeared again on the wall, Lu Yurong hit the air with one hand.

She glanced and hummed softly: ”Take a shame!”

”嗤!” A flash of electric light, like a meteor flying out of the sky, instantly got under the wall.

Xun Meng Jian's body suddenly appeared.

He covered his left chest with a flying knife in his chest.

He stared at Chu Li who fluttered down.

Lu Chu fluttering from the white robe, nodded at Lu Yurong, looking at the motionless embedded in the wall, stunned by the past Xue Ling.

A gap in Xu Xueling's face was disfigured.

Her face was as pale as paper, her brows were tight, and she felt pain even though she was in a coma.

When I saw this, Chu Li surging swiftly, said lightly, ”Meng Jian?”

”You are Chu Li ?!” Meng Jian stared at him coldly, looking at Lu Yurong.

Lu Yurong is looking at Chu Li.

In the eyes of Meng Jian, Lu Yurong is watching Chu Li with affection, and jealous like madness, grinning his teeth and humming, ”I am the big brother of Meng Zhi, Meng Jian!”

Wu Chuli looked at him calmly: ”I don't care who you are, I have to die in Tianshuyuan.”

When he shook his hand, another streamer shot out.

”嗤!” Meng Jian couldn't escape from such a short distance, his figure shook, and it seemed to be a little bit virtual, turning into a shadow.

The flying knife took away a puff of blood and shot through the shadows.

Meng Jian disappeared again, blending with the shadow.

Wu Chuli sighed, this set of mystery is really strange, it can blur the body, and it is beyond his imagination.

Two more flying knives appeared in his hand, throwing them out.

”嗤! 嗤!” Two flying knives hit Meng Jian.

Meng Jian gritted his teeth and walked out of the hospital, disappearing into the night.

Xu Chu left him alone, helped Xue Ling down, and fed a panacea.

The aura of spirits crawling into Xue Ling's body in all directions, recovering her injury, Xue Ling woke up quickly.

Xiao Shi opened the door of the room, her beautiful face was indifferent, and the eyes of the autumn water glanced at the courtyard: ”So lively?”

She woke up long ago and was moved to his courtyard by Chu Li, who just returned.

Chu Chu departed: ”Miss, you go back first, nothing is wrong here.”