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Chapter 392 Dreaming for Death, Endless Intentions(1/2)

"Hey, for you."

The girl said innocently.

Tian Hanmeng's face was cold. She could instinctively frown, but her hand was filled with a rough piece of bread.

The cold eyes moved slightly.

She whispered, "Thank you."

"No need to thank you! I want to collect herbs for my mother to treat her illness, so I will leave first! Sister, please leave too, there are often wars here!"

The little girl waved her hand and ran away with her ragged straw sandals.

Tian Hanmeng slowly got up.

She stood quietly under the cypress tree, her sleeves fluttering, and her body was cold.

Suddenly!

As if she felt something, she looked up at the distance.

One person walked slowly.

He was wearing a fur of gold, had a cold face and was extremely majestic.

Lu Fengyun!

"Will you run away when you see this sect?"

He looked at it coldly, his tone was cold, and he was powerful without anger.

He was able to be a leader of the heavens, and when he came, he deduced the secrets of heaven and knew that he was a military advisor of Mosen.

The military advisor of the traitor!

This person...

Tian Han Meng looked over and felt a little scared.

She looked at Lu Fengyun as if she was looking directly at the chaos, only endless emptiness!

She couldn't see through it.

In the world, this is the first person she can't see through.

Moreover, this person is filled with great luck!

He listened to his words, it seemed that he had a deep connection with the imperial sect...

Tian Hanmeng's face was pale, and there was deep loneliness and arrogance in her eyes.

Facing Lu Fengyun, who was as powerful as a chaotic Lu Fengyun, she put away the fan and took out the lonely sword calmly.

Then...

The wind and clouds rise, the cold body moves, and the sword tips directly into Lu Fengyun's heart!

Haven't you seen that the sword came out, the sword was like a stunning rainbow, turning around and sweeping across the nine levels of the sky!

Lu Fengyun raised his sleeves, and the three-foot divine sharp edge roared!

That sword is called endless meaning.

The momentum is endless, the power is endless, the sword is endless, and the mind is endless!

The two swords face each other, and the wind and clouds surging.

Sudden!

A strange phenomenon suddenly emerges!

But seeing that Han Meng suddenly withdrew the sword that day, her eyes were deep and her expression was calm, and she let her endless intentions penetrate her body!

The blood stained half of the sky red, and she staggered back!

Why doesn't this woman avoid it? She doesn't attack? She doesn't block it?

Lu Fengyun felt puzzled!

He is the realm of the Spirit Saint, and his endless mind is also a divine weapon. It is conceivable that if it is penetrated by it, it will be difficult for gods and ghosts to save you! You will die!

After a sword.

The silver blue clothes that were not stained with dust and blood in the cold dream have now become bloody clothes!

She transformed from the magic weapon, then raised her hand and gently wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips.

In those cold eyes, there was a calm wave.

She stood in the world from afar, cold and lonely as a phoenix outside the sky, and was so beautiful that she was thrilling.

Lu Fengyun didn't know what to say!

Tian Hanmeng was unable to stop the bleeding and didn't bother to do it.

She walked towards Lu Fengyun, her blood sleeves fluttering, shocking the sky and the earth.

She is leaving the Yan Ministry.

The direction the former is facing away from her is the direction she is moving forward.

Tian Hanmeng has already walked across from Lu Fengyun!

The smell of blood spread and her vitality was rapidly weakening.

And this woman's eyebrows and eyes are cold, deep and noble!

For some reason, Lu Fengyun felt a little moved!

He reluctantly calmed himself down.

Tian Hanmeng's beautiful face had no expression, and was as cold as snow.

"I want to die...

"Thank you."

Tian Han Meng walked to Lu Fengyun and suddenly whispered.

The sound is extremely weak.

Hearing words.

Lu Fengyun frowned.

Everyone in the world cherishes their lives, even if they are born like ants, they would rather live.

There are not many people who take the initiative to die!

What kind of experience made this woman's orphan who wanted to die!

After saying that.

Tian Hanmeng lowered her eyes and suffused her.

However……

She walked for a short while, her body shook slightly and she fell down!

Lu Fengyun instinctively reached out, caught it, and slowly put it down.

His heart was in chaos in an instant.

The shocking figure was scattered, and the cloud sleeves scattered, which was inexplicably shocking.

"Well, you have already received a sword from this sect and will be punished with your life."

"Now, you owe this sect."

Lu Fengyun stretched out his hand and his spiritual power lingered up. He was a little surprised when he detected his fortune.

There is actually a restriction on the Great Dao in Tian Hanmeng's body.

It’s not one way, it’s four ways!

It is this transcendent seal that makes it incredibly inspiring and extremely weak!

Her luck in the week is almost exhausted!

If you want to wake it up, you need to enter a strong luck.

Lu Fengyun thought to himself.

He looked at Tian Hanmeng, his face as white as paper, and his dark eyelashes were slightly twitching, which was particularly obvious on his pale face and was particularly stunning.

She is in a dying state!

Lu Fengyun used spiritual energy to cross it, but there was no effect.

"Lingchuan said she is a Tianshi, so try to import her luck."

His mind moved slightly, and a stream of earthly energy surged out of his body instantly.

He slowly passed the earthly energy of Zhulong to Tianhan Meng.
To be continued...
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