Chapter 310 Conflict

In front of Qing Baoke stood two handsome teenagers, especially the petite one. His long silver-gray hair was scattered, and a pair of silver pupils were shining. The whiteness was almost like the skin condensed by ice and snow, which made the whole person, who had an indifferent expression, had a touch of ice and snow.

And the teenager with long black hair standing behind him is another kind of beauty, or glamour!

The lazy eyes looked over, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which made Qing Baoke feel that his body was tense.

It's not because of Hu Qiangu's glamour, but because he once fought with Hu Qiangu and almost died...

"Master Bao?" Hu Qiangu shouted, making Qing Baoke take two steps back, but then he thought that this was his own territory, surrounded by his own people. No matter how powerful Hu Qiangu's ability is, he can't be wild in the heavy city, can he?

"Hu Qiangu, do you still dare to come to Chongcheng?" Qing Baoke snorted coldly and said, "It was your luck that you escaped last time. This time it's not so easy..."

The cold flame just glanced at Qing Baoke, and Qing Baoke felt that the light from the silver pupils pierced his heart like a cone, making his tongue knotted.

"If I dare to come, I will naturally have the means to leave!" Hu Qiangu talked big. Although his back has been soaked with cold sweat now, he still doesn't fall behind at all.

Hu Qiangu is a hero on the ice field, but when he comes to the heavy city, it is nothing. It is not only nothing, but also a king-level mythical beast that may be admired by everyone at any time! Hu Qiangu thought of his current master Leng Yan. Although the future is unlimited, he is now the War Spirit Emperor. At this time, it is not Leng Yan to protect himself at all, but he Hu Qiangu wants to risk his life to protect Leng Yan.

The cold flame was motionless at this time, and a pair of silver eyes even began to lose their brilliance, but the murderous spirit on her body was uncontrollably released. The whole room was filled with a cold atmosphere, that is, Hu Qiangu had recognized the cold flame as the main, and they trembled coldly.

The cold soul has entered the soul space uncontrollably. Her soul space is filled with the smell of frost. The original gray has now become white, and the culprit is the silver-haired teenager who was once sealed in threaded gold.

"What are you doing?" Leng Yan said angrily, "Do you know that the situation is critical!"

"It's just a small war spirit emperor. What's the good crisis?" The cold and crisp voice sounded, and the silver-haired teenager said.

"Hey, do you know that his father is the owner of the heavy city and the soul master! How can I gain a foothold in the place of exile after offending him and against Chongcheng? The cold flame roared with anger.

"If you don't come in, my soul will completely freeze here uncontrollably. At that time, even you will become an ice sculpture. What do you think is more important?" The silver-haired teenager said with no expression on his face.

Leng Yan was choked. She took a deep breath, eased her mood, and said, "Then get out of here quickly and get out of here. Where do you want to freeze!"

The silver-haired teenager looked at Leng Yan strangely and said, "It's easy for you to say. This is your soul space. How can I go out?"

Leng Yan frowned and shouted, "Then how did you get in?"

"That's how I came in! I don't know." The silver-haired teenager said innocently, and then added, "I feel that this is my home!"

The cold flame is about to vomit blood, this guy!

"I think the situation outside is more serious. If your soul doesn't go out, your mythical beast servant will not be able to support it!" The silver-haired teenager looked kind to remind the cold flame.

Leng Yan didn't know how to remove this guy from his soul space, so he could only compromise and say, "What can I do?"

"I'm going to fall asleep. You can seal me outside!" The silver-haired teenager said faintly.

While cursing, the cold flame began to prepare for the seal. Thinking of the moment when he first found this guy, he sealed him. Now he has cracked the seal in vain and made his soul space like this. Leng Yan felt a headache. How on earth should he seal it?

"Seal it with your divine fire!" The silver-haired teenager obviously found the problem of cold flame and proposed.

"Wot, I got it!" The cold flame was poked and said angrily.

The silver-haired teenager smiled, and his surroundings suddenly became colder. At the same time, he was wrapped in a big cocoon. At first, he could see the peerless face through the translucent cocoon, but soon became a white snowball.

The cold flame did not dare to be vague at all, because after the cocoon was formed, her soul space was a little colder, and the air from the cold flame turned into white frost, and the white cocoon was surrounded by a thin layer of space cracks because of the cold.

How cold is it to freeze the space until there are cracks?

Forbid, the cold flame has a divine fire protection. She is like a little fire red in the ice field. Even if the whole soul space is very cold, the cold flame is not affected at all.

However, the coldness continued, and Leng Yan didn't know how long she could support it, and Hu Qiangu had already fought against Qingbaoke outside. She couldn't stand still all the time, so she hurriedly began to seal the cold cocoon!

The combat power is mixed with divine fire. Under the action of spiritual power, a shell is formed around the cocoon, wrapping the cold.

The cold flame's forehead began to sweat, and the ice and snow in the soul space began to slowly melt, and finally turned into a piece of gray again.

A two-meter-high shell was wrapped in a white cocoon. Leng Yan looked at the fruits of his labor, took a deep breath, and then withdrew from the soul space.

Leng Yan turned his eyes and looked at Qing Baoke's flat face!

Leng Yan waved his fist and hit it without hesitation. Although he did not have combat power, Leng Yan's fist was not light. Qing Baoke stepped back two steps and fell directly on the opposite seat, staring at his face was incredible.

"You, you, how dare you hit me?" Qing Baoke shouted.

Leng Yan rubbed his painful fist, snorted coldly, and said, "Who are you?"

Qing Baoke felt that his lungs were about to explode. Where on earth did this guy come from? He didn't even know him!

Hu Qiangu did not dare to do it because he hindered Qing Baoke's identity. At this time, he was pressed aside by several of Qing Baoke's attendants. In fact, it was also because Qing Baoke did not touch the cold flame. If he really touched the cold flame, Hu Qiangu would definitely rise regardless of the consequences.

"Master!" Hu Qiangu shouted cold flames, and everyone was stunned on the spot.

They all know who Hu Qiangu is, but they didn't expect that Hu Qiangu, such a king-level mythical beast, would recognize the Lord!

It can make a king-level mythical beast recognize the Lord! This is not a joke. Qing Baoke covered his cheeks and looked at the cold flame, and his expression became strange.

Qing Baoke is the god-son of Bu Yesha, the owner of the heavy city. Although he is high in power, he takes care of the things of the heavy city when Bu Ye Sha is not away, not because of his strength, but because he knows how to see the wind and make the rudder.

In Chongcheng, there are often all kinds of masters passing through. Qing Baoke thinks that he has remembered these masters who dare not provoke, but after turning his mind, he can't imagine what kind of master such a silver-haired teenager is!

However, if you can let the king-level mythical beast recognize the master, at least he is also a master of the big soul master. This teenager doesn't look like it anyway!

However, Qing Baoke still got up from his chair, arched his hand to Leng Yan, and said, "I'm Qing Baoke, the god son of the Lord of Chongcheng City, who is in charge of Chongcheng for the time being!"

Leng Yan's pair of silver eyes swept over Qing Baoke. Qing Bao Ke felt that his body seemed to have been stabbed by a needle. Leng Yan stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips. At the same time, a white light between his fingers was shining. At the same time, he pressed a follower of Hu Qiangu and even had no time to scream.

The cold silver eyes turned red in an instant because of the blood gushing out, but they were quickly suppressed. He looked at Qing Baoke and said, "Let me go! You have to give me face. You are just his god-son, so you have to be like this?

Qing Baoke heard this, and his back was in a cold sweat!

It's really impulsive to think about myself. Is a person who can take out 300,000 ink crystals an ordinary person? The more he lives, the more he goes back!

"Senior, this is probably a misunderstanding!"

Qing Baoke said in a sweat.

Leng Yan snorted coldly and said, "In this case, why don't you get out with your people?"

Qing Baoke quickly took people away. Although many people think that Qing Baoke has eaten, no one will laugh.

In the land of exile, strength determines everything!

Even Qing Baoke is depleted. In people's opinion, this silver-haired teenager is a master senior who is not even afraid of walking at night.

In fact, Leng Yan herself was so nervous that her back was wet. She was secretly glad that Qing Baoke was a coward, and releasing the mental pressure really scared him.

Then Leng Yan looked at the guy in the box who was strangled to death by the five elements of silk, and was a little dazed!

Although Leng Yan used to be a killer, she is not the type who likes to kill people. Even if she travels to another world, she has never had the habit of killing. But just now, she had a desire to kill, a desire to kill. It seems that only blood can suppress this desire...

The cold flame took a deep breath and said, "Let's go too!"

"The next auction..." Hu Qiangu means that black threaded gold. After all, Leng Yan has changed his temperament now. Even if Gao Zhangxuan stands in front of Leng Yan, he will not find her.

"That's still what I want!" The spirit of the ring of life came out and shouted, "This transformation ring can't change the bone age!"

Hearing this, Leng Yan was in a cold sweat again!

In my heart, I was secretly glad that Qingbaoke was just the war spirit emperor. Because of her arrogity, the people around her did not have a soul master, so she did not recognize her bone age.

"It's hard for those people outside to keep a master. They can recognize your bone age. I think it's better..." The spirit of the ring of life is really a lot of tricks. He lowered his voice and said his plan, which made Leng Yan and Hu Qiangu's eyebrows raised.