Chapter 549 (1/2)

The middle-aged man of letters bowed himself and said, ”I dare not.”

White cloud body shape move, instantly disappeared in place.

After about a cup of tea.

A reddish flash of lightning rips through the void.

”Yuanliufeng, where are the people?”

White cloud's eyes, scarlet as blood, overlooking down.

The middle-aged scholars suddenly had a very bad premonition.

”He hasn't come back yet...”

He quickly bowed and tried to ask, ”my Lord, what's the matter?”

Bai Qinyun's eyes fell on the middle-aged scholar. His eyes were like two sharp knives dripping with blood. He wanted to open the middle-aged scholar's chest bit by bit and dig out his heart.

”You think you're smart, don't you?”

The white clouds slowly approached.

The terrible momentum of killing all around didn't have the slightest convergence. The same pressure as the collapse of the mountains made the ten meter xuange tremble and crumble.

The middle-aged literati's face was a bit flustered, but he still reluctantly laughed and said: ”I dare not. My subordinates are just sharing your worries for you and working for Mr. Wei. Lin Beichen is alive. It's definitely not a thing for Mr. Wei... Ah.”

A scream.

Before he had finished his words, the pale red light turned into an energy arm, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up in the air bit by bit.

The five fingers of energy gradually exert their power and pinch his neck to make a crisp crack sound.

The middle-aged literati's face turned red as if he had been smeared with pig's blood.

”You... Can't kill me, I'm... Childe... I... ho ho ho, I...”

There was a gleam of surprise, anger and fear in his eyes.

It seems that I can't believe that the girl really dares to attack herself.

”Lin Beichen is dead. You can bury him with him...”

Bai Yun's voice, cold as if squeezed out from the crevice of the ice, said: ”no, you are not qualified to be buried with him...”

The light red flame poured into the middle-aged literati's body.

”Ah...”

He howled like a pig: ”I'm my confidant, i... how dare you kill me, you...”

”Wei Mingchen's confidant?”

In the eyes of white cloud, Bingsen's chill seems to condense into ice crystals.

”Ha ha, in my eyes, Wei Mingchen is just a mole ant, and I am a god! Mole ant's confidant, how important do you think you are? ”

The light red flame engulfed the middle-aged literati.

The body is almost instantly refined into fly ash

.

The empty shadow of the middle-aged literati is still under the control of the energy arm.

”This is...”

He looked at himself in shock.

Dead?

Or alive?

”The soul of mole ants is really tasteless and tasteless. It's a pity to abandon it... Even the spiritual power of martial arts masters is still disappointing.”

White cloud full of angry eyes, flashing the color of cruelty.

Light red flame, continue to burn.

The soul of the middle-aged literati was empty, and his face was in pain.

But soon, the face of the soul began to blur, and was immediately refined into a transparent energy crystal the size of a child's fist, like a tough soap bubble, flashing and jumping in the air.

Bai Yun opened his mouth and inhaled.

This energy crystal was sucked into her mouth and eaten like food.

On the Xuan Ge.

The remaining six Xuanwen array masters witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, and they could not help trembling with fear.

White cloud slowly landed on the deck, light tunnel: ”return.”