039 There is nowhere to say about the heart injury

However, there was no scene of flesh and blood flying, not even the scene of splitting the dust. I saw the sudden shock of the falling sky, and I don't know what the glory on my body collided with.

In an instant, a phoenix sound cut through the night sky, and a fire light burned out the Zhenyuan that fell with the sky.

In the firelight, Yang Zifan was wearing a bronze lock armor, and the blue hot flame filled the ancient pattern on it, and there was a faint sound of phoenix on the bronze armor.

Kaitian in Li Chengcheng's hand is three inches away from Yang Zifan. Although it is only three inches, he has been unable to cut even an inch. At this time, the strange armor on Yang Zifan's body was shining, and that momentum alone blocked the sky.

Li Chengcheng was unwilling. He suddenly picked up the axe, and the true elements of his whole body were poured into the sky.

The opening day was urged by force and more than doubled in an instant, and it was cut down again.

However, no matter how powerful a mortal weapon is, how can it be compared with fairy armor?

"Bum!"

a crisp sound,

The blue flame on the bronze armor suddenly shook, and Li Chengcheng, who fell again, was shocked back and hit the tree beside him. He couldn't get up for a moment. He looked like he should have been injured.

Yang Zifan stood in the rain unharmed. He had woken up with a confused expression. Looking at the Qingluan fairy armor coming out of his body in self-defense, he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

There was someone beside him. He looked sideways, but Liang Yichen, who was entangled with two emotions of pain and shock.

Yang Zifan suddenly felt in his heart that he should not hide it from them.

He snorted bitterly at Li Chengcheng, who was lying on the ground, and slowly stood up. The mud on the ground had stained his moon-white gown.

He looked at the sky that had become smaller in his hand. There was a small thumb-sized collapse on the blade. He stroked it painfully, raised his head and stared at Yang Zifan and said, "It turns out that you have always been a hidden guy."

"I..." Yang Zifan was about to explain.

Suddenly, Liang Yichen's cold voice inserted into their words: "Li Chengcheng, get out of here. I don't want to see you again."

When Li Chengcheng heard this sound, he shook his body and turned his head to look at Liang Yichen's cold eyes. He only felt that his heart was stabbed by the cold air. It was so painful that he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Get out of here, do you hear me, Li Chengcheng?" Liang Yichen's voice was very stiff, as if he was roaring at a guy with deep hatred.

Li Chengcheng looked coldly and his blue eyes glanced at him. Liang Yichen's expression had overflowed with his face. Suddenly, he felt that the rain had never been so cold, but he said to himself, "There is nothing wrong with what I did."

He finally looked at Liang Yichen, and his eyes were full of some resentment, dragging the sky into the night. Liang Yichen looked at it in the distance and felt a strange feeling in his heart for no reason.

He shook his head and turned to Yang Zifan and said, "Are you all right?"

The Qingluan fairyland on his body felt that there was no danger outside and withdrew his body. Yang Zifan did not bring much joy because of the strength of the fairy armor. He looked at Liang Yichen and looked at the senior brother with his true face for the first time. He felt that he had something to say.

The oncoming gaze made Liang Yichen suddenly feel that his younger brother seemed to have changed. His slightly raised eyebrows, like a sword pointing to the sky. The usually clear eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog. Deep in the pupils, a silky light suddenly appeared, deep and far away.

It seems that Yang Zifan in front of him is no longer Yang Zifan.

This is a feeling, a pure feeling.

However, this feeling lasted for a moment, and Yang Zifan in front of him returned to his previous appearance, and his clear eyes were still full of stupidity.

"Yang Zifan, are you all right?" He asked again, and Liang Yichen thought that the feeling just now was an illusion.

Yang Zifan shook his head and said with a simple smile, "It's all right!" In the end, he was unable to tell the secrets in his heart. I can only ask again, "What's wrong with Li Chengcheng?"

Liang Yichen smiled, but in Yang Zifan's eyes, he blamed himself: "Some misunderstandings almost hurt you. I hope you don't care about this. I will take care of it.

"Oh!" Yang Zifan grabbed his head, changed his face with a smile, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm very durable!" Liang Yichen did not say the relationship between him and Yang Zifan because of the breeze. In his heart, Yang Zifan wanted him to say it. Unfortunately, this seemed impossible. Suddenly, Yang Zifan felt that it was a mistake to come to the Tianyuan faction, and whether he did not belong here.

This feeling was imminent in his heart, and he lowered his head to hide the trance in his eyes.

"This is my fault. I won't let such a thing happen in the future." Liang Yichen patted Yang Zifan on the shoulder and withdrew his eyes looking at Li Chengyuan, which was more firm.

"What about Li Chengcheng?" Yang Zifan suddenly raised his head. Liang Yichen was stunned for a moment and didn't speak. After a long time, he arrived: "We are friends, friends who grew up together. I think he will understand something."

"Oh!" Yang Zifan nodded.

Liang Yichen breathed a long breath and said, " By the way, what is the treasure clothes you just wearing? Why is it so powerful that even the sky has been broken."

"It!" Yang Zifan didn't know how to explain it, so he could only lie and said, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Liang Yichen was slightly shocked, shook his head and sighed, "It seems that it's really the same as what the head master said. You have a deep fortune."

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"Is there four things in life: eating, drinking, pulling and scattering. These four things are the most important for ordinary people, but for immortals, such as eating, drinking, pulling and scattering have long been insignificant. For us, there is only fate and evil, love and hatred. We often come from evil, and often come from love but end up with hatred. I'm afraid we will never be able to understand these things. The world is like a net. You and I are just a drop of rain and dew on this big network. Whether you can break this big net is really rare. Even so, the seven types of absolute dust I have taught you is to find the foundation of the world, so as to break through the road of mortal enlightenment, but this process is extremely painful.

In the floating cloud cave, the magic star sat cross-legged and said. He looked at the bright moon in front of him, and his eyes were mixed with a fever.

Mingyue listened to all this seriously, but her face suddenly changed. She stepped back a few steps and asked, "This is not my father's famous stunt. How do you know?"