Chapter 164 164 The First Confrontation Between Mu Shen and Sister Yi

Chapter 164 164. The first confrontation between Mu Shen and Yi Jie

Ye Lixing never thought that his spiritual weapon would be so hot after it turned into a human!

Shouting in front of his master, and with that lowly person! Unscrupulously cuckolding him!

He really had enough! Ye Lixing's eyes were red, and he didn't hesitate to stab the knife into his heart!

A strange blood-black light flashed in his heart. This was his ultimate move to die together. If it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to take it out.

"Xia Feng~ Shirley still wants~" In the low voice of the female elf behind him,

Xia Feng quickly pulled the bow again, and the thick beams flashed and gathered wildly.

"Ye Lixing, see, this is her real use!" Xia Feng issued the Supreme Minotaur Declaration, and the second light cannon flew out, whoosh--

"!!!" Ye Lixing's expression stagnated, and then his heart was horrified, and the dead souls were flying, damn it! Why didn't this guy charge up his power!

His ultimate move still needed some time to prepare, but Xia Feng had no etiquette for fighting, and started to attack again before he could charge up his ultimate move.

Boom - the second light cannon merged into the first light cannon, and the dark light stream was like the fire of hell spreading from the netherworld, destroying everything and instantly engulfing Ye Lixing.

In the black light, Ye Lixing opened his mouth with wide eyes. Just as he was about to say something, his entire body began to turn into blood and dissolve visibly with the naked eye. Waves of black waves spread out, and the wind blew violently. The surrounding forests bent backwards and almost broke.

"No————" The low roar of unwillingness and despair echoed between heaven and earth.

In the dark light cannon that crossed the forest, the vague spirit figure twisted and struggled. He stretched out his hand to Xia Feng and let out a silent hiss. In an instant - the spirit disappeared and the soul dispersed!

The dark light cannon also gradually dissipated, rustling - the leaves swayed, and the forest returned to silence.

Xia Feng, Mu Qingtong and Cha Nai Xue looked at each other and fell to the ground.

"Ah? The master is dead."

Xuelier, who was still holding Xia Feng, came back to her senses from the excitement, raised her mature face, and after a moment of confusion, her spirit body began to slowly disintegrate.

Xia Feng turned around and looked up, Xuelier stretched out her hand to him with a confused look, and bang-the spirit body collapsed.

Seeing this, the woman in the black dress who walked slowly nodded thoughtfully: "Although you robbed Ye Lixing's spiritual weapon, the main seal of the weapon disaster is not in the spiritual weapon, but on the soul, so if Ye Lixing dies, the weapon disaster will also die."

"But now it seems that the IQ or thinking mode of the weapon disaster does not seem to be normal, otherwise it would not react after killing its master."

That's it. Xia Feng nodded. After the experiment just now, with the ability to hit the target, Xuelier's control of the direction of the spirit clothes is actually not very useful. If it dies, it dies. The scumbag Xia Feng thought in his heart.

While thinking, he looked up at Chanaixue and smiled: "Let's go, let's go back and continue to do business."

Cha Naixue: "."

The three of them returned to the tree again. After Chanaixue secretly glared at Xia Feng, she bent down and began to dig the soil, looking for the material for Mu Qingtong's promotion - white jade glass.

Xia Feng was not idle either. He and Mu Qingtong began to clean up the battlefield.

Searching for good things from the two black-robed men.

While flipping through the relics of the mole, the blood-eyed mask suddenly slipped to the ground, attracting Xia Feng's attention.

Seeing this thing, he couldn't help but be stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't resist his curiosity and tentatively reached out.

Press it.

"Xiao Feng~~"

"Xiao Feng~~Where are you?"

Like last time, the familiar and quiet calling voice came into his mind from the blood-eyed mask, like the ghost's complaint in the underworld, and like the spiritual voice of the goddess, whispering softly in his ears.

Xia Feng couldn't help but feel the hairs on his back stand up in a shiver. Just when he was about to throw it away, he heard the woman's voice rise slightly.

"Hey? Xiao Feng~ I found you again. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's your sister~"

"."

As the woman's tone gradually softened, Xia Feng's expression was slightly stunned, and some vague fragments of his childhood became faintly clear.

It was a gentle girl in a floral dress, who stretched out her thin hands to pat his head, bent down and smiled:

"Little brother, my name is Gong Changyi, what's your name?"

"My name is Xia Feng." The innocent little boy raised his dirty face, paused, and said seriously, "Xia for summer, Feng for maple leaf."

"Xia Feng. It's a nice name."

"Thank you, thank you."

"Xia Feng, do you want to go home with your sister?"

"Ah?"

"Xia Feng, I will be your sister from now on~Call me Sister Yi."

"Sister Yi Yi."

Messy Memories flashed through his mind quickly. Xia Feng covered his head and murmured, "Sister Yi. Gong Changyi."

"Xiao Feng~Xiao Feng, are you listening?" The quiet and smiling low voice sounded in his ears again, "Tell me where you are? I'll send someone to pick you up."

"." Xia Feng opened his mouth, paused, and wondered, "Can you hear me?"

"Hey, Xiao Feng, your voice has changed a lot. It seems that you have grown up."

"." Xia Feng was silent. This woman seemed to be very familiar with him, but he only had a few memories of her.

"Xiao Feng, the time for the call is running out. Tell me where you are?" The woman asked softly.

"I'm here, I'm here--"

"Well, you're here?"

Xia Feng smiled: "Guess."

Woman: "."

"Xiao Feng, you're not good~Don't make trouble with your sister, tell me where you are~"

"Why do you want to know where I am?"

"Eh? Do you need a reason, Xiao Feng? We have been separated for so many years, don't you want to reunite with Sister Yi?"

"No."

"Ah, don't you want to? Why, why? Xiao Feng, don't you want your sister?"

The woman was surprised with a hint of grievance, and her pitiful and soft voice made people want to comfort her quickly.

Xia Feng almost softened his heart, but fortunately he was still very sober and would not foolishly expose his position to this strange woman.

Gong Changyi had a close connection with the Burning Heaven Temple, and his past memories were missing. It was still unknown whether this Sister Yi was an enemy or a friend.

Xia Feng felt that he didn't need to take this risk. After all, what if Sister Yi actually had a grudge against him? Exposing the location to Sister Yi might be beneficial, but not exposing it would definitely not be harmful.

"Xiao Feng, you are not doubting my sister's purpose, are you? Really, my sister is so kind, how could she hurt you?"

The clear and quiet voice was a bit hoarse and crying, and the tone of grievance whispered in his ear, as if a cold and soft wind blew into his ear. Xia Feng's eyes were stunned, and his black pupils gradually became empty. He whispered: "Yes, yes, my sister will not hurt me"

"Yeah, that's right." The aggrieved voice of the woman in his ear gradually returned to normal, with a bit of triumphant teasing in the quietness, hummed a chuckle and whispered, "So Xiao Feng, where are you now?"

Xia Feng's black pupils were dull, and he spoke hesitantly: "I'm in Hua-"

"Get out!" At this time, the woman in the black skirt stood in front of Xia Feng without knowing when, pressed her thin hand on Xia Feng's forehead, and shouted coldly.