Chapter 182 Are you still afraid?

Qin Shaoling closed his eyes gently and let this gentleness wrap himself. He felt very comfortable and relaxed, which fascinated people.

The next day, the horse team came down from Fenghua Mountain and slowly moved towards the fire city. In a luxurious carriage sat Xue Aofeng, the owner of the Fenghua Gate. She was dressed in a green men's bright robe, embroidered with a golden iron dragon on her left shoulder, and two shallow dragon flower dark patterns in the skirt, which was gorgeous. The temples pulled up their hair and tied them into a crown, and the long hair on their backs fluttered.

She closed her eyelids, and her long eyelashes showed a light silhouette under her stunning face. Her ice lips were still, her legs crossed her knees, and her hands were slightly rested on her knees. After a while, a gradually heavy makeup appeared on her originally calm and beautiful face, and a "S"-shaped silver light print appeared on her forehead...

Xue Aofeng is practicing death magic in the carriage. She has been at the bottleneck of the undead demon guide for a long time and tries to try other ways to go further, but unfortunately it has little effect.

Xue Aofeng closed her eyes tightly and frowned slightly...

Thinking of Shen Xingchen's sentence in his mind, he has been at a bottleneck for a long time. Don't you think about how to break through? I don't want to... That's really a lie! Especially for me now, I have everything, but the road of cultivation can't move forward again, which is a silent blow to any practitioners.

Xue Aofeng opened her eyelids slightly, and her mind was a little sleepy, but immediately she closed her eyelids again and continued to practice...

Outside the carriage, two people in the scattered team were particularly eye-catching, that is, the two handsome men Shen Xingchen and Qin Shaoling followed one after one on the left and right sides. They rode their own white horses, relatively speechless, but looked calmly at the people in the carriage, and no one bothered her. The strong breath slowly coming out of the car can be felt that she was practicing death magic.

Shen Xingchen, dressed in a light blue robe, frowned gently and understood the other party's state through her sensitive perception. She still didn't find a suitable breakthrough. Is this the way to Jin Da Magic Guide so difficult?

Qin Shaoling was silent. Although he did not practice magic, he could also feel her sleepiness. Although she didn't say anything, every time she finished practicing her heavy face, she could see what was going on.

"Shen Xingchen, how can I enter Jincheng Magic Guide?" Qin Shaoling asked, and the handsome face was full of doubt.

"..." Shen Xingchen glanced at him and smiled coldly, but did not answer.

Qin Shaoling didn't ask any more questions, but felt that he was a little more than enough now. Although the golden dragon flute temporarily stabilized the star spirit in the body, it is an indisputable fact that the star spirit is not as good as before.

And the day of the reopening of the Seven Star Tower is getting closer and closer, less than 100 days...

Qin Shaoling looked at the blue sky. I wonder what the stars will be like tonight? The day of the formation of the standard of the Big Dipper is the day when the Seven Star Tower reopens. At that time, a temple owner on Xianmeng Island must enter...

Thinking of this, Qin Shaoling couldn't help pinching his palm, and his handsome face also sank. Looking up at the carriage, his narrow eyes showed a trace of reluctance.

This expression of the other party is completely penetrated in the afterglow of another person, but it turns into an invisible hatred. Shen Xingchen turned his face coldly and continued to follow the carriage without saying a word.

It turned out that this was to go to the Tiantian Restaurant in Huolan City. Xue Aofeng asked the two handsome men to accompany him and let Mu Zeqing and Feihao stay in the Fenghua Gate of Fenghua Mountain to practice. The purpose was also obvious. For the four elders of the Guan family, she could not believe it at all. Of course, she had to install her own people in.

Suddenly, a fighting spirit hit the carriage.

The two handsome men closed their eyes coldly and were ready to lift their fists and wave their fighting spirit. The man in the carriage had already raised his breath and bumped out, collided with the other party's fighting spirit, and hit a colorful spark.

The curtain was broken. Through the broken curtain, you can clearly see the charm that is still sitting on the carriage. Xue Aofeng's eyebrows are full of haze. He coldly looks at a charming gray shadow hanging in the air in front of him. The other party holds a folding fan and looks like A civil son. It was this shadow that attacked itself just now.

Now that I see myself, I can still hang there calmly. I'm really not afraid of death. Well, let's give him a ride! Xue Aofeng's eyes were full of cold light. When he was about to punch the other party, unexpectedly, the other party suddenly opened the folding fan with seven golden words "Mu Zijun" written on it.

Xue Aofeng held the palm of his hand slightly and looked at this person, guessing something.

Shen Xingchen and Qin Shaoling didn't say anything, but protected Xue Aofeng and looked at the people opposite.

"Ha ha, it's better to see each other than to hear each other! Snowman is indeed the best among women!" Mu Zijun smiled and said that his figure had already galloped over the other party's carriage in an instant and was about to land on the carriage.

Shen Xingchen's eyes darkened slightly, and a wind magic rolled towards the other party, and the stones on the roadside flew up and attacked the other party.

The driver also immediately took out the weapon. As long as he dared to fall down, he was ready to cut him to pieces no matter who he was.

Mu Zijun was stunned and immediately rotated, blocking all the stones with a folding fan. He fell lightly and stood firmly in front of the carriage, and the back palm had already grasped the hilt of the stabbed sword, and pushed back with a fighting spirit, pushing the driver off the carriage.

"Good technique!" Xue Aofeng praised and looked at the other party's usual movements.

Mu Zijun raised his eyes and looked at Xue Aofeng's face. The distance was very close. Standing on the horse, the car was only one meter away, which immediately made him tremble slightly. What a beautiful and beautiful person.

Her purple pupils are so clear that they seem to see the depths of his soul.

She is wrapped in a Chinese robe, her face is heroic, her face is extremely beautiful, and her crown is high, but she is dressed in a man's clothes without any pink fat. It can be said that she is really beautiful.

"Thank you for your praise. My name is Mu Zijun... Xue Aofeng, you surprised me!" Mu Zijun smiled and said, but he could immediately feel a strong pressure coming.

Mu Zijun immediately turned his body and quickly avoided the attack of the other party. He fell to the side of the carriage and still stood firmly on one foot. "Xue Aofeng, are you going to test my skills?"

"Mu Zijun, the owner of the fire palace gate, doesn't deserve to stand on this carriage!" Xue Aofeng sarcastically, with a shallow tired look in his expression. The breath of death had been hidden, and when the curtain of the car was bombarded, his face had recovered as before. Except for a few people, few people know that she is a undead magician, so it's better to keep a low profile.

"Ha ha, that's right!" Mu Zijun smiled brightly at her and praised her without hesitation, "Xue Aofeng, you are so beautiful!" I'm afraid I didn't get up and sit in the same car with her.

The two handsome men next to him were a little uncomfortable with this direct call of name. Qin Shaoling, who was in a white robe on the right side of the carriage, looked slightly cold, but he was silent.

The other person, Shen Xingchen's handsome face, hung up, but he, who had always been used to indifference, did not interrupt. He just looked at the two people in the carriage calmly, but the amber eyes were gradually thick and suddenly appeared...

When a cold and poisonous death magic was about to rush out of the palm of his hand, a voice suddenly came to his mind.

"Shen Xingchen, don't act rashly. That person is Mu Zijun, the owner of the fire palace gate!" Qin Shaoling sent a voice to him through whispers.

Shen Xingchen glanced at him with his afterglow. This time, there was no silence, but replied coldly and disdainfully, "So what? If any man dares to approach her, I want him to die!!"

"..." Qin Shaoling was speechless for a while, which seemed to be a warning and a provocation. Jun frowned slightly and restrained his thoughts before continuing to spread the sound, "If you kill the owner of the Fire Palace Gate, it will only be unfavorable to us. Why don't you wait and see what happens first and look at Ao Feng's attitude?"

Shen Xingchen didn't speak any more. His handsome face was cold, his ponytail was high, and it was even colder on his front shoulder.

At this time, Xue Aofeng looked at Mu Zijun standing on the carriage and looked at the other party. The gray robe was shallow, handsome, and the sunrise-like smile, which made this person very pleasing.

"You are also beautiful, Mu Zijun, the owner of the Fire Palace Gate." Xue Aofeng smiled faintly and tastelessly, brought out the other party's title, and then there was a slight sense of alienation in the corners of his eyes. "However, I'm not familiar with the palace owner. It's more appropriate for you to call me the snow door master."

"Uh..." Mu Zijun smiled and looked at each other very much. He wanted to get close, but he was afraid that he would scare the beauty away too fiercely. "Well, the owner of Xuemen is the Xuemen Master. I really have a feeling of meeting you too late. I don't know if the Xuemen Master has the same idea as Zijun?"

Xue Aofeng conneered him and replied with a bright smile on his face, "No."

"Uh..." Mu Zijun smiled awkwardly and finally tasted the feeling of being rejected for the first time. It was a little sour and a little spicy, but he immediately looked like a smile. "The snow door owner is really humorous. It's really good for me. If you don't mind, can we get together at this door?"

Xue Aofeng did not answer in a hurry when he heard this. His eyelids were slightly raised. Although he was only seen in front of him, the breath in the dense woods next to him was dark, which was obviously a good hand hiding a lot of fire palace doors.

The two handsome men next to him, Shen Xingchen and Qin Shaoling, were a little uncomfortable again. Probably, they didn't expect that such a thick-skinned person would make this request openly.

Seeing that Xue Aofeng did not answer, Mu Zijun smiled badly and said, "Is it... the snow door owner is still afraid that I will eat you?" With a slight vision, she has already taken all the other party's expressions into her eyes. What a beautiful beauty.