Commanding Wind and Cloud

Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 323

Qian Jin shook the head trying hard not to think about this. It is rumored that Demon Race's succubus has the ability to play with a man's spirit soul. Lucifer Lucy seems to have that ability.

The third moon slowly hung up in the sky, Qian Jin couldn't lie down any longer, got up and looked around nervously.

Black horizon, all of a sudden! The shadow reappears!

The slender and slender figure is so delicate in the gale of the night, as if the next gust of wind blows, this delicate figure can be disappeared without a trace.

"Hai Qing'er..." Qian Jin subconsciously stepped forward, feeling his shoulders being grabbed from behind: "Burr, I know what I'm doing."

Duren Burg and Lucifer Lucy looked at each other silently, and silently released the palm that was clasping Qian Jin's shoulder.

Qian Jin stared at the beautiful shadow under the night. He hadn't seen each other for nearly three years. The Shadow that has been engraved in his mind will not disappear because of the ebbing of time, but because of the erosion of time, it changes. more clearly.

Qian Jin moved towards the shadow step by step, the black silhouette under the moonlight was slightly trembled, as if to retreat to avoid Qian Jin's approach, but in the end it still stood in place.

The short distance, Qian Jin didn't walk fast, but it felt as if he had walked for hundreds of years in the long river of time before he came to this woman.

Hai Qing'er! Qian Jin looked at the girl in front of him, three years! There was hardly any change on Hai Qing'er's body. A gust of cold wind blew past Hai Qing'er's long black hair. The thin clothes were squeaking pā pā in the wind, making people wonder if it would be like this. Chilled by the cold wind.

Three years ago! It was also under such a moonlit night, on the empty street, the proud girl stood at the end of the long street, saying goodbye to herself with silent eyes.

Three years later, we will meet again...

Qian Jin's body trembled slightly. The eyes are restrained.

Qian Jin has never seen such cold and emotionless eyes, even in the eyes of Chek Follett in normally, more flashes are just indifference, and emotions or emotions can also be found in indifference.

Hai Qing'er's pupils have no emotion at all, like a beautifully carved doll, not a living person.

"Qing'er..." Qian Jin called softly: "Are you here to find me?"

Hai Qing'er looks like a beautifully carved puppet's cheeks without any trace The expression, just a faint nodded, answered.

Qian Jin took a small step and wanted to reach out and embrace the girl in her arms. Compared with three years ago, the girl was thinner than before. Surviving in this Ancient Wasteland Desert Sea is very difficult. thing.

Hai Qing'er suddenly took a quick step backwards, Qian Jin was stunned for a moment, just retreated and looked more like floating, like floating without any weight of paper, and there was a hidden kind of saying no. out of the special Battle Skill movement method.

Battle Skill movement method? Confusion appeared on Qian Jin's face: "Qing'er, when did you start practicing the Fighter battle method? This Ancient Wasteland Desert Sea, how did you..." When he raised his right hand, Qian Jin froze for a moment, then raised his right hand with a smile. This is a game that the two of them used to play often. No dialogue is required, just palms facing each other to feel each other's body temperature, just stick their palms together. , as if the hearts of both sides embraced together.

Temperature? Qian Jin suddenly found that Hai Qing'er didn't exude any heat, as if it really looked like a beautifully fired porcelain doll with no expression.

The two palms are slowly approaching...closer...

Suddenly! The long hair behind Hai Qing'er stood on end suddenly, the vast, cold, oppressive battle qi burst out! On the forehead of that delicious and pretty face, there was a hint of gray light, and the light quickly formed a magic array, a magic array that Qian Jin is not familiar with, but will never forget,

Lucifer Nihan! In Metal Mine Mountain, the one who has been dead for an unknown number of years is only left with a bone frame. There is also such a magic array on the skull of Lucifer Nihan, the once powerful Fallen Angel Bloodline Demon Warrior!

Nearly identical magic array! Maybe there is a difference, but the kind of icy and inhuman battle qi released from the magic array really won't make any difference at all!

If there is any difference between the two, it is that Hai Qing'er's outburst strength is still on top of Lucifer Nihan's corpse.

This is? With a distracted look from Qian Jin, Hai Qing'er's battle qi burst out completely. There was no movement in the sand under his feet. The palm print was staggered from Qian Jin's palm, and it was printed on his chest.

There is no room for posting! Qian Jin flipped his wrist like a gun, and the battle qi in his body exploded at 45,000 revolutions.

The palms and elbows collided, the battle qi splashed like a wind knife, and a chī chī sound was made in the air, like dozens of knives slashing out of thin air at the same time.

What is this battle qi? Qian Jin brows tightly knit, the more powerful the battle qi, the more it should have the breath of life. Whether it's Demon Race, Human Race or Barbarian Race, it's something that I can definitely figure out, but in such a powerful battle qi, I can almost find it. Less than a trace of Life Aura, it exudes a cold Death Aura that resembles a corpse.

kā chā ...

The woman's wrist cracked, Qian Jin's heart ached, Fighter's instinct was in danger, but he hurt his woman's wrist. He was about to take away some of the battle qi, but found that Hai Qing'er didn't have the slightest expression of pain on his face.

As if the broken arm was not hers, the broken wrist was twisted in the shape of a strange, the magic array rays of light on the forehead became brighter again, and the power of the battle qi burst was completely doubled in an instant , slapped an erratic palm again.

How can this happen? Qian Jin astonished looked at Hai Qing'er's wrist, and was even more curious that Hai Qing'er's slap to elusive was a bit familiar, 30% like Eighteen Hammers Ascending Peak First Hammer's way.

It's just that, compared to the fierce and domineering Eighteen Hammers Ascending Peak, this slap has more weird and confusing lines, making people more elusive. where will it be.

Difficult! Qian Jin has never felt that fighting is so difficult. If the opponent is a different person, just pull out the knife and fight the opponent desperately, but the person in front of him is Hai Qing'er, and the methods of throwing knife, bow and arrow, knife cutting and killing are completely impossible. use.

Electric sparks, Qian Jin couldn't think too much, his palm met Hai Qing'er's palm, the tyrannical battle qi collided and made a thunderous sound where the palms of the two met, Qian Jin felt like he was being attacked. The rhino collided with fiercely's, five fingers suddenly clasped Hai Qing'er's palm, the blood in his chest churned like a river hanging upside down.

"Qing'er, it's me!" Qian Jin raised his left palm and grabbed Hai Qing'er's palm again, clasping his fingers tightly together, allowing battle qi to collide and never let go , wants to use the temperature between the palms to wake up the Hai Qing'er who suddenly attacked.

Buzz...buzz...buzz...

The magic array on Hai Qing'er's forehead is getting brighter and brighter, the icy battle qi skyrocketed in an instant, in an Instant went from inferior to Qian Jin to counter-pressure Qian Jin, and the white palms swelled with billowing black energy, sending out a surging impact.

pu!

Battle Vein Battle Opening repaired in the body of Qian Jin, received a more powerful battle qi again, wounded again in a short period of time, a mouthful of blood from the throat Spitting, hot blood spilled on Hai Qing'er's face.

Hai Qing'er, who had no expression at all, flashed a peculiar's rays of light with his eyes without any emotion at the moment when the blood was stained on his face.

The cheeks that were calm and expressionless, like a porcelain doll, suddenly flashed a trace of puzzled doubts. Almost at the same time, the magic array blooming with gray rays of light flashed brighter rays of light again. Hai Qing'er's puzzled complexion was forcibly smoothed out in an instant, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, not from physical pain, it seemed More like mental pain.

"Yeah!"

Hai Qing'er suddenly let out a hoarse roar, the death-grey battle qi all over his body skyrocketed, and his head suddenly fiercely hit Qian Jin's forehead.

Bang! Like the sound of war drums resounding through the Ancient Wasteland Desert Sea, Hai Qing'er's white forehead was instantly bruised, but he couldn't struggle to open Qian Jin's palm. Say a word of true humanity.

Bang! boom! boom! Hai Qing'er hit his head again and again, Qian Jin Winds and Clouds Golden Body also felt his head dizzy, Hai Qing'er's forehead turned from bruise to bright red, and began to bleed, but there was no trace of it. The meaning of the crash that stopped.

How can this happen? why? Qian Jin's ten fingers suddenly opened, releasing the palm that he didn't want to let go of when he was beaten to death. If you continue to hit like this, Hai Qing'er's head may be shattered!

Hai Qing'er escaped the clenched hands, and a hoarse whistle roared out from his mouth again, without even looking at Qian Jin, turned around and quickly flew towards the Ancient Wasteland Desert Sea.

"Qing'er..."

Qian Jin raised his legs to chase, but a huge thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, knocking countless yellow sand into the sky, so he practiced golden Under the strike of thunder and lightning, the sand grains turned black.

A huge Gold Roc Thunder Vulture hovered in the sky, fiercely glared at Qian Jin, then looked past Qian Jin and then to Pan Hongji, who was hidden in the sand in the distance behind him, and turned around. Fly away at high speed.

Qian Jin stared blankly at Hai Qing'er who flew away on the Gold Roc Thunder Vulture, feeling faintly that she would not be here again tomorrow.

Is it really Hai Qing'er? Qian Jin stared blankly at the sky where the Gold Roc Thunder Vulture disappeared, but that face could not be wrong! But that temperament is completely different, that is not Qing'er's temperament, and that tyrannical strength.

In just three years, Hai Qing'er is not a Bloodline Fighter, and has never had any basic training as a Fighter since he was a child. How could he be so powerful?

If it wasn't Hai Qing'er, who was the person just now? Qian Jin felt that his head was messed up, he slapped his forehead hard, it was the magic array of that strange again! I've been so busy these days that I forgot to ask the Inscription Teacher for advice.

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