The concubine teases the evil emperor: the proud wife of the bloodthirsty queen

Chapter 615 Black Altar Lord [3]

There are four black-faced gods on the left and right guarding the gate of the stone house, all of them have fierce faces, and Huo Wu frowned. Although these black-faced gods all look fierce, their eyes are empty, as if they have no soul so-so.

It would be fine if only one and a half were like this, but except for the leader who ordered the black-faced god to beat people yesterday, it seems that everyone is like this... Could it be that these people...

Baili Zhaoxie, who was holding her, scanned the surrounding environment with a pair of sharp eyes. Seeing her lowered eyebrows, she knew that she had started thinking again.

He never found it difficult to marry such a smart wife. On the contrary, her talent and wit often always surprised and moved him.

The two were brought into the lobby of the stone house. The atmosphere in the whole stone house was cold and there was no trace of popularity.

Except for the guarded black-faced god, the master here has not yet appeared.

As for Fenghuowu and Baili Zhaoxie, it took half an hour to see a tall man in a purple robe walk up to a high position from the side hall. Unlike ordinary black-faced gods, He wears a silver mask on his face, and it doesn't show a fierce look like the black-faced god, but reveals a fortitude.

He lifted his robe, the purple robe flew slightly, and sat calmly and majesticly on the main seat, he did not look like a junior.

However, from the beginning to the end, the expressions of Fenghuowu and Baili Zhaoxie did not change, they were calm and calm.

This caused the person on the main seat to raise his eyebrows, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, especially when he saw Feng Huo Wu's face clearly, he stared at it unabashedly.

He took a fancy to Feng Huo Wu's appearance.

Baili Zhaoxie's eyes dimmed slightly, and a cold aura emanated from his eyes, which for no reason made the temperature of the entire lobby drop by a few points.

Because of this aura, the superior had to turn his attention away from Feng Huo Wu's face.

Seeing this, a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart. He thought that the so-called saints and saints were just juniors, but he didn't expect the arrival to have such a powerful aura.

"Invite us here, what's the matter?" Feng Huo Wu was the first to break the silence, staring at the people above fearlessly.

Don't ask who he is?But he asked straight to the point what's the matter?

There was a hint of interest in the silver-masked man's eyes. The woman below... was very interesting, and she wasn't afraid of herself at all.

"This seat is Yi Xiaotian, the lord of this black altar." She didn't ask, but he gave the name himself, because he...is sure to win this woman.

She is very interesting and looks very playful, the tongue behind the silver face slightly licked the corner of her mouth, showing a wince.

Baili Zhaoxie has been paying attention to Yi Xiaotian's gaze on Fenghuowu. At this time, the possessiveness hidden in Yi Xiaotian's eyes made him tense up his handsome face, stretched out his right arm, and brought Fenghuowu into his arms. The cold eyes are cold and the momentum is terrifying.

Yi Xiaotian frowned, especially when Baili Zhaoxie held Fenghuowu's natural posture, he was very displeased.

With a cold gaze and a movement of his fingers, the black-faced gods guarding all directions in the hall gathered together, waiting for Yi Xiaotian's order, and then whipped and killed people.

Facing this situation, neither Baili Zhaoxie nor Feng Huo Wu would notice it, and Feng Huo Wu's voice was even quieter, turning a blind eye to those threats.

"Yi Xiaotian, our husband and wife went to the island just to find some treasures and go back to save our lives. What do you mean by fighting like this?"

(End of this chapter)