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On the outskirts of Moller City, a white light rushed forward quickly. Behind the white light, five or six men in red robes were chasing. There was excitement on the faces of the men in red robes. They had been chasing the white light for several days.

, it took a lot of effort to hurt him and slow down his speed, so that they had a chance to capture him alive.

"Brothers, work harder. Dragons are rare. If you catch him alive, I will definitely reward you heavily." The leader of the red-robed man shouted, and the people behind him seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

That white light was a white dragon, but at this time, the white dragon had been stained red with blood, and one of the dragon scales on his body had also fallen off. He tried hard to twist his body, but the spiritual energy in his body was so weak that it almost dried up.

status.

"I can't die, I absolutely can't die." Bai Long swore secretly in his heart, but the dizziness in his mind made him feel very weak. The scenery in front of him gradually blurred, and his body went soft and he fell straight down.

on the ground.

When the group of people in red saw Bai Long fainting on the ground, they immediately rushed over happily, but before they could get close, a woman in white clothes stopped in front of them. This woman held a dark whip in her hand.

His eyes were sharp and he looked at the group of people in front of him arrogantly.

"Feng Changqing, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you here." The woman smiled coldly and landed steadily in front of the group of people. Behind her was a man who was as gentle as jade and had a little cinnabar on his eyebrows.

, these two people are Feng Aoran and Mo Yu.

Feng Aoran and Mo Yu were originally on their way, but she suddenly saw the group of people in red. The leader was very familiar to her, Feng Changqing, the eldest son of Feng Wuhen, the head of the Feng family. Feng Aoran still remembered how special the Feng family was.

Trying to kill her, she almost died in the hands of Mo Yu who was behind her. She would not let the Feng family have an easy time.

"Feng Aoran, it's you, what do you want to do?" Feng Changqing felt a chill in his heart. His father had told him about the terror Feng Aoran showed in the Feng family, although he had not seen it with his own eyes.

He could also imagine the scene at that time from the traces left behind.

"The Feng family wants to kill me. What do you think I want to do? You are the next patriarch of the Feng family. Feng Wuhen will be very sad if I kill you." Feng Aoran sneered, and the wind tentacles were released quickly, and countless

The tentacle flew away quickly, thinking of Feng Changqing, who was not a weakling. He immediately drew his sword to fight, light cyan light flashed on the blade, and six cyan stars twinkled above his head.

Feng Aoran glanced at it and sneered. The tentacles of the wind entangled the people behind Feng Changqing. She was going to put on a good show for them, transforming them into living beings.

The black whip fell hard with endless killing energy. He simply threw out the whip without any skills. In Feng Changqing's eyes, the whip came very slowly, but he really had no ability to stop it.

Because the slowness was just an illusion, the sound of a whip being slapped on the body was heard loudly, and a long whip mark was drawn on Feng Changqing's arm.

"This whip thanks you for pushing me down the ice of ten thousand years when I was seventeen years old."

Another whip struck, and a scarlet bloody gash opened on Feng Changqing's right arm. "This whip thanks you, the Feng family, for killing my father."

Another whip. "This whip thanks you, the Feng family, for your painstaking efforts in leading me back to surround and suppress me."

"Pa." "This whip thanks you for getting the Xuanlong Baoding that you have always wanted to kill me for."

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Piece by piece, piece by piece, Feng Aoran had already swung dozens of whips on Feng Changqing's body. The whips penetrated into the flesh. Feng Changqing's body had almost no complete piece of flesh left, but Feng Aoran didn't want him to die.

Too happy.

"Does it hurt? You know how painful it was when I fell off the thousand-year-old ice, how painful it was when I was called trash, and how painful it was when you, the Feng family, forced you to hide in the Due Forest and practice hard every day.

It hurts me so much, and you can die happily now." Feng Aoran sneered, and the last whip went directly into Feng Changqing's heart. Feng Changqing's figure was thrown back and he fell heavily to the ground. Behind him

The Feng family members were all dumbfounded, and a trace of fear rose in their hearts. They were afraid that Feng Aoran would torture them to death just like he did to Feng Changqing. Some of these people had seen Feng Aoran make a big fuss in the Feng family.

Divine.

Feng Aoran raised his head and glanced at those people, then wrapped the whip around his waist, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. You are not worthy of me. Go back and tell Feng Wuhen that the Feng family and I will fight to the death. Let him wait."

Follow me to Pingfeng's house."

At this time, no one would doubt what Feng Aoran said. In their eyes, Feng Aoran was like a Shura exuding terrifying murderous intent.

"Go away." Feng Aoran released his grip on the Feng family and kicked Feng Changqing's body towards them, and those people quickly picked up the body and left quickly.

Pentium's anger had subsided, and Feng Aoran glanced back: "They seemed to be chasing something just now, why didn't I see it?"

"Over there." Mo Yu pointed in a direction with her hand. Feng Aoran hurried over and saw a small white snake lying in the messy grass. Feng Aoran picked up his tail and lifted it up.

The little snake opened its eyes and looked at Feng Aoran with some horror. Then he felt the aura emanating from her and fainted with peace of mind. She had the aura of family members on her body, so she should not be in danger.

Holding the little snake and shaking it, Feng Aoran said doubtfully: "That group of people were chasing a little snake. What's so special about this snake?" He held the little snake in his hands and weighed it. It was really ordinary.

Mo Yu slowly came back to his senses from the past events that Feng Aoran said, took a closer look at the little snake, suddenly narrowed his eyes and then laughed, "I'm really lucky, I picked up your kind. This time

It's a little white dragon, but it's too badly injured. Let's leave quickly, a dragon is very rare."

Feng Aoran glanced at the little snake in his hand in surprise, and said with some suspicion: "Dragon? Isn't it so weak?"

"This dragon is still in its infancy. Do you think dragons are very powerful when they are born? They also need training. Find a place to treat his injuries quickly." Mo Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed Feng Aoran's head. Feng Aoran

She didn't dodge, but her heart suddenly beat a little faster. She suddenly thought of Mo Yu's deep love for her in her previous life. The strange feeling in her heart was hard to suppress. She hurriedly responded and stuffed Xiao Bailong into her arms.

Then he continued on his way.

Mo Yu, who was walking behind Feng Aoran, also glanced at his hand strangely, then laughed at himself and stopped thinking about it.

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