Chapter 2250: Goodbye, Fallen Angel, Little Princess

Ye Xiwen immediately noticed that many sturdy breaths passed through the void.
He opened the eyes of redemption and looked far away. When he saw it, he saw thousands of miles away. In these thousands of miles, hundreds of tyrannical scent is looming and moving through the void.
And they take the lead in a strong long-lived master of the strong and boundless temperament.
This suddenly caught the attention of Ye Xiwen. It is important to know that although Ye Xiwen has killed a lot of comparable sermons, if there is very little evidence of the existence of the sermon, then the real master of the sermon is even more There is no one in the middle of nowhere. Any master of the level of the martial arts must enjoy the respect, behave in a positive way, be extraordinary, and will not be easily dispatched in leisure.
Now he is actually shot by a master of the sermon, which makes him have to be a bit strange.
But before he thinks more, these hundreds of masters have come to his side.
This is a lineup of hundreds of people, without exception, all are half-god peaks, such a lineup, can be called elite, tyrannical.
These are all the best among the local treasures, but Ye Xiwen is not afraid. He runs the Emperor's refinement, and the breath is no different from the local treasures. They can't attack him.
He is also very clear that the treasure demon in the Emperor's Heaven seems to be very angry about the opening of a gap in the 100,000-year-old Emperor's Day. Every time the gap opens, the treasure house in the depths of the Emperor's Heaven will spurt a large number of gods. The material repairs the gap, and the loss is the power of the Emperor.
Therefore, it is very bad for outsiders to take advantage of this. Ye Xiwen can easily break into the depths of the Emperor, while others have already gone to the Emperor's treasure house to spit the gods. Otherwise, it is easy to choose not to enter the depths of the Emperor, so as not to be dumped by the angry treasure.
And these treasure demons seem to be the same force, wearing a bright yellow, clever and excellent.
"Dragons work in the family!" The leader of the provocative master is quite proud. It is obviously very confident about this broken dragon family. No matter who it is, it is impossible to ignore the Broken Dragon family. In the Emperor, this name represents the supreme prestige.
Ye Xiwen retired a little. He was not afraid of things, and he would not easily get into trouble, especially in the unclear environment of the Emperor and the Emperor.
"The big commander, and what he dismissed, dare to stand in front of us. Kill it is!" Someone suggested later.
"Don't make extra-budgets, I ask you, have you seen a seriously injured fallen angel come here?" said the master of the test.
"No, I have never seen it!" Ye Xiwen said, the fallen angel, this time the Emperor opened. Has the Mozu people entered?
The master of the sermon frowned and looked at Ye Xiwen, seemingly judging whether he was lying.
"Go, chase, absolutely can't let her run away!" said the general commander coldly. "I don't believe it. How far can I run in the middle of my hand!"
There was a bit of anger on his face, and people actually escaped from their hands. It is simply a shame.
Ye Xiwen blinked his eyes. These people who are looking for a broken family are looking for someone who is so angry and ruined. Even the masters of the sect level are personally dispatched. It is not a trivial matter to think about it.
But these have nothing to do with him!
Just when the big commander didn't know, Ye Xiwen had used the redemption eye to look them up and down again. They were all born with treasures. No one was actually cultivated from artifacts. He is too Disappointed, he only wants artifacts to feed the Tianyuan mirror. Otherwise, there is no need to make extra-budgets.
These people still don't know, they are really coming out of the ghost gate, because Ye Xiwen is too lazy to start with them, they can survive, otherwise they will die in Ye Xiwen's hand.
These people have dispersed, spread out the thoughts of the gods, and searched out in a fan-shaped spread. Although the number is small, but the strength is tyrannical, it is difficult to escape the scope of their search within 100,000 miles.
In a short while, it has disappeared into the sky.
Ye Xiwen was about to leave, squatting, in the sky, suddenly appeared with pale gold blood, falling down one by one.
A petite figure fell from the void.
"Ye Xiwen..."
The weak figure came out of the petite figure and fell from the sky.
Less than half, Ye Xiwen, who has been caught in the eye, catches up in the air, but sees that this is a fallen angelic girl. A light gray long hair is softly hanging on the chest, the skin is better than snow, and the delicate face is extremely white at this time. .
The corners of the mouth constantly overflowed with pale blond blood.
"Ling Fei!"
Ye Xiwen couldn't recognize it. This was not the Ling Fei who threatened to accept him as a slave and asked him to take her to the human world.
Compared with the same year, Ling Fei at this time is about the size of a year or two, 17 or 18 years old, it is the age of flowers, and the slightest appearance of baby fat in the same year, now it is completely Opening a long way is definitely a beauty that ruins the country.
However, what makes Ye Xiwen strange is how Ling Fei will come in. What's more important is that Ling Fei was hidden in the half-plane, and he did not even notice it.
This is more terrible than anything else. If someone is so close to themselves next time, and they are really ignorant, this is the rhythm of finding death.
However, at this time, he could not care for so many, and quickly picked up Ling Fei, a step, has appeared in a thousand miles, and then another step, it completely disappeared into the void.
Contrary to the direction that those people have just gone, if he did not guess wrong, those who are looking for it, I am afraid that Lingfei is no doubt.
At this point, I will continue to stay. If they come back with a carbine, then it is not caught.
And as Ye Xiwen expected, those people really came back with a carbine and they returned directly.
"Sure enough, it was related to the previous person. Damn, these bloods are the ones left by the fallen angels!" The great commander could not help but be furious. It was a shameful shame. He was actually brushed by Ye Xiwen, and he played completely.
I didn’t know when I passed by.
"Search, send me a message, search, must find them, I want to break them down!" The general leader roared and said.
"The big commander, she is the person who wants the second son. If it is killed, it is not good!" Someone reminded.
"Kill it, now when the crisis is happening, this monk actually dares to steal the artifact, it must be a spy, killing just right, the second son to blame, naturally I am carrying!" The great commander said coldly. "Don't say anything, chase, you must catch up with them!"
These people suddenly chased the past in the direction of Ye Xiwen.
In a valley, Ye Xiwen fell down, her nose was the faint aroma of her body, she put Ling Fei down, reached out to her back, transported the real yuan, and revived the phoenix in her body. Up, after a while, the whiteness on her face faded a lot, and it began to be a bit more rosy.
"Cough!" She coughed twice, a spurt of blood, but it looked a bit more rosy.
Ye Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this blood spewed out, and Ling Fei’s injury was much better immediately.
After a while, Ling Fei finally got better. This is also because Tian Huang regeneration is running outside the body. If Ye Xiwen, this kind of injury will not take so long.
"Ye Xiwen..." Ling Fei shouted, and dropped his eyelids, fell in Ye Xiwen's arms, and fell asleep.
Ye Xiwen is crying and laughing. The waste here is bold enough, and there is no vigilance at all.
However, he also knows that Ling Fei has consumed too much life force. Although the regeneration of Tian Huang is good, every treatment consumes vitality.
The entire valley is unusually quiet, so quiet that I can hear her breathing if there is nothing.
Ye Xiwen did not move, such as the same statue.
The night is horrible, and the night of the Emperor's Heaven is also the same as the outside world. The moonlight is scattered, and it is full of treasure. In the power of Yuehua, it is also mixed with the spirit and the law, which makes people have a kind of faintness. Have a feeling of openness.
‘噼里啪啦’
In the bonfire next to it, the burning branches of the rumbling sounds illuminate the valley.
The cool white moonlight shines on her face, and the white skin such as gelatin is even more deceiving, and the blushing lips are stretched from time to time.
Daddy, she opened her eyes, the gems generally turned slightly with light gray eyes, stretched a big waist.
"It’s been a long time since I didn’t sleep!"
Then she turned to look at Ye Xiwen, and there was no such thing as a slap in the face of Ye Xiwen.
"Hey, are you going to explain why you are here?" Ye Xiwen asked.
"Hey, this is not a good thing to hear about the Emperor's day, it is quietly coming!" Ling Fei smiled and smiled.
"Sneak up, have you slipped out of the devil world?" Ye Xiwen thought that the last time Ling Fei was only the cultivation of the Great Holy Spirit, he would have to escape from the devil world. Of course, in the end, he was brought back by the elders. However, he left a very deep impression on Ye Xiwen.
The feeling that the elder gave Ye Xiwen was unfathomable, and it was simply impossible to measure.
"What is slipping out!" Ling Fei was dissatisfied, pouted a small mouth, and rubbed his thin, slender legs, seemingly to relieve the stiff muscles. "I am the ‘go’ of the bright and straight, these hundreds of years of boring death, you are not coming to me to play!

Ye Xiwen suddenly became ashamed, but he dared, if he really went to the devil's fallen angel's site to find Ling Fei, with his strength at the time of the battle of five slag, it was not a minute to be smashed into slag.