The Doctor's Hand Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Wasted Concubine

Chapter 119: Love 4
"Mr. Wu, are you joking? You still want to be my enemy on your own." Lan Pi laughed wildly, and with a big wave of his hand, the elites of the Lan family rushed towards Wu Qingfeng like a tide.

The elites of the Lan family are all above the real martial arts realm, and there are also many masters in the spiritual realm. Powerful storms of spiritual power gather and circle behind Wu Lao, turning into huge black holes and smashing towards Wu Qingfeng's solitary figure. Down.

"Old Wu", under that strong coercion, Ning Ruoshui and the others even had difficulty breathing.Ren Tianxing was so angry that his eyes spurted blood. He didn't expect Lan Pi to kill Wu Qingfeng from the very beginning.

"Boom", that extremely fierce black hole of spiritual power landed on Wu Qingfeng's body fiercely, and that rock-like figure was completely sucked into the huge black hole vortex without even struggling.The black hole exploded in an instant, splashing dust.

"Congratulations, Uncle, you're done." Lan Jiang surrounded Lan Pi with a flattering face. The mysterious Wu Qingfeng in the legend was wiped out in such a ruthless manner. The uncle and nephew laughed loudly. As long as Wu Qingfeng died, The Baguio tribe was completely under the control of Lan Pi.

Compared to the smiling faces of everyone in the Lan family, Ren Tianxing's face was full of sadness. He could only watch helplessly as Lan Pi killed Elder Wu without the slightest resistance.

Ning Ruoshui looked at the place of dust and smoke without blinking, she couldn't explain why, she always felt that Wu Qingfeng would not be defeated by Lan Pi so easily.

The dust and smoke dissipated, and a slender figure was gradually revealed.

"Karma", the smiles of Lan Pi and Lan Jiang froze on their faces, how could it be possible, Wu Qingfeng is not dead, this is a full-strength blow from the elite of the Lan family, combined with the dark storm formed by the formation, no matter how powerful Wu Qingfeng is , it is also impossible to escape the attraction of the black hole.

The slender figure slowly turned around. It was a middle-aged man with silver hair hanging down to the ground. He was about 30 years old, and he was dressed in white snow.On his forehead was a totem in the shape of a water drop, shining with a light blue halo.Looking closely at his face, his brows are slender, his nose is fearful, calm and serene, it seems that he has gone through the vicissitudes of time, his perfect face is actually on par with the three monsters Dugu Aoyun, Qingtian and Qian Wuying.

"You, who are you?" Lan Pi pointed at the silver-haired man with trembling fingers. Was he hallucinating? The silver-haired man didn't even have a trace of aura exuding from his body, but it gave him the urge to kneel down.

"Wu Qingfeng", the silver-haired man lightly opened his thin lips, his indifferent eyes showed no trace of emotion, only when he looked at Ning Ruoshui, there was a trace of warmth.

Ning Ruoshui stared blankly at the tall and tall man in the air, this man gave her an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Hahaha, so this is your real face, but today you will definitely die." At this moment, Lan Pi is like a clown, his dark eyes are fixed on Wu Qingfeng, if eyes can kill people, Wu Qingfeng didn't know how many times he died.

"Really?" Wu Qingfeng looked at Lan Pi indifferently, his eyes were lowered, and his white clothes fluttered, like a thousand-year-old lonely snow lotus.

"Xiao Shui", Dugu Aoyun pulled Ning Ruoshui into his arms, and pressed her head firmly against his chest. The silver-haired man was full of mystery, and his strength was unpredictable. Once felt that he admired a person from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey", Ning Ruoshui was wondering why Wu Qingfeng would give her a familiar aura, suddenly being disturbed by Dugu Aoyun, pouted in dissatisfaction, Dugu Aoyun must be too stingy.

Ming Ye shook his head, their eldest son is really a stingy man, hey, why didn't they find out before.

"Wu Qingfeng, don't think that I, Lanpi, will be afraid of you if you change your vest." Lanpi laughed loudly, with black mist overflowing from his body, his body made a slight noise, and a dark spot appeared on his forehead. Orchid imprint.

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Lan Pi's silver hair suddenly turned into black hair, and his wrinkled face slowly calmed down, and gradually regained his youth. In less than a quarter of an hour, he turned into a man in his 20s. Young lad.

(End of this chapter)