Chapter 909: [The Promise] This **** is running fast.

However, just as his whip was about to touch her, the Fengchu song suddenly flashed, and then the whole body turned into a white light...
When the light dissipated, the place was actually no one.
"She, where did she go?" Looking around, she never saw her, looking around, still not seeing her figure, and the three men widened their eyes in horror.
Around, still silent, it seems that the Fengchu song disappeared like this.
"Smelly head, give me out!" Xuanyuan failed to fight, he stood in the same place, whispering angrily.
Where does he know that, at the moment, Fengchu song is lying leisurely in the colorful space, and his legs are high.
"Small songs, someone is calling you outside." The voice of the voice came, and the demon went up and looked at the Fengchu song.
Feng Chuge didn't care about him. "So I like to call him."
After she finished, she raised her hand and the moment was surrounded by a strong momentum. At the moment, the sound of the outside is completely isolated.
"Small songs, you are a good move, this time, those few people go back to estimate that they are depressed and half dead, how can the good-end people disappear from the air."
Feng Chuge stood up from the ground, and she patted her hand and slammed the night. "Okay, go to practice. It is impossible to practice without cultivation. It can only be mermaid."
"This uncle is so strong, does not need to practice." The night with his hands on his hips, he swayed his head, and suddenly his black hair was light.
Feng Chu squinted at him and then ignored him. "Whether you, love and swear, I will go first."
When she fell, she lifted her body and went up. She fell into a pavilion and began to cultivate.
But outside, the three people have not seen any traces.
Xuanyuan wars and bites his teeth. "This stinky head is running fast!"
"Xuanxuan door master, then, what about the beastmaster?" Cold-blooded look is not good.
Looking at the face of cold Yang Yan, Xuanyuan battle lost smile. "The unpopular master assured that the beast and your soul will be found, I will definitely find it, and then I will personally send it to your floating door."
Cold Yangyan looked at Xuanyuan’s battle deeply, and then. "Well, I am waiting for your news. Also, your son..."
"Reassured, I will definitely let him order a thousand gold. Cold and gimmick, no matter what, it must be stronger than Fengchu song, dust will like her."
Hearing the sound, cold Yang Yan was slightly relieved.
He looked at Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Yuche again. "In this case, I will go back first. I am waiting for your good news."
"Good!" Xuanyuan war wiped the sweat, said.
Until the cold sun was far away, Xuanyuan war only hated and widened his eyes, and the fists on both sides gripped tightly.
"Smelly head, actually went to steal the soul of the floating gate, isn't this asking me trouble? I will not spare you."
"Father..." At this moment, Xuanyuan Yuchu on the side suddenly hesitated to speak.
"Well? You still have something?" Xuanyuan war lifted his eyes and swept through Xuanyuan Yu Che.
"Father, don't kill Fengchu song, she has offended me several times, I think..." He said, Xuanyuan Yu Che suddenly laughed out loud and low, and the laughter was a little strange.
"Well, how do you love, as long as you don't offend the floating gate." Xuanyuan waved his hand in an impatient manner, and then thought of something. "Right, there has suddenly been a new martial art in the Promise, called... Fengyuemen..."