Chapter 872: Little Thunder and Wind Elf

However, the kind of physical pain, she can clearly feel, what is going on?
The curtain cloud purple was only a doubt, and it completely fainted the past. The injury on the back can only be described in eight words.
Shocking and terrible.
The internal organs are almost broken. If it is not the heart that has a silvery light to protect it, the curtain cloud purple is definitely dead.
That is A Ziyinguang, the Azi that I saw in the illusion, she already counted the curtain cloud purple will have this robbery, so I made more plans.
The limbs of the curtain cloud purple can be said that the bones are all broken, and the last thunderbolt almost smashed her body into meat.
Only the abdomen is intact.
Leng Moxuan felt the pain of the curtain cloud purple. The whole person seemed to be thrown into the hail. The person was cold, the heart was colder, and the pain was already numb. He knew that his purple child was suffering a lot of pain, but he Because of the reasons for cultivation, he could not protect him.
"It seems that tomorrow will be closed."
Cold Mo Xuan said coldly in his heart, feeling that the curtain cloud purple did not disappear, this sent a tone.
And Azi, who was on his back, had already fainted in the past, his face was pale and sweaty.
Leng Moxuan just thought that Azi was asleep, thinking of the awkwardness of the moment, so he didn't touch her all night, even holding it.
"call……!"
"Fortunately, we arrived, or our masters will be gone, and the little master will follow."
Speaking is a beautiful one. I can't describe her face with an adjective. The sweet voice is enough to get rid of people's hearts.
She is about the size of a small ice, and looks like a fifteen or six-year-old, but has a pair of the world's purest green eyes, pointed ears, wearing a green-green clothes, plus green wings on the back. The wings are almost the same as the white wings, almost transparent, but her wings are colored.
She has a beautiful face that is perfect to almost crazy, her beauty is no less than the curtain purple.
The elves of the wind, this is the elf of the cloud and the night charm, the elf of the world, and the elf of the earth.
"Hey! The master is too weak? Isn't it a hundred and twenty thunders? Is this all against?"
This time, a small beast with purple hair, a deep purple eyelid, exudes the domineering arrogance of the world, but the speech is very sloppy, and the purple lightning that exudes from time to time on the body makes people shudder. .
The 102nd Thunderbolt was smashed on the flesh of the curtain, but the power was absorbed by it.
"Little Lei Lei! Little wind! Now it's important to save the master. If the master is dead, we all have to die."
"I am not a little Lei Lei!"
"I am not a small wind!"
The Wind Elves and the Little Thunder beg at the same time denied the name that Xiao Bai gave them, especially the Wind Elves. When she heard Xiao Bai called her Xiao Fengfeng, she felt uncomfortable. She obviously looked like a fifteen or sixteen. The big girl was shouted into a small wind by Xiao Bai’s mini-beast.
The little thunder beast, then the domineering power, was replaced by a small white Lei Lei, it is very opposed, how can it be a domineering name?
"who are you?"
When Shangguan Yunyi landed, he saw Xiaofengfeng and Xiaoleilei. They saw that they were surrounded by the curtains and they didn’t know what to say.