Invincible BOSS System

In Chen Xinglie's memory, as long as he got into a girl, every night in the bridal chamber, there would be a magician master named Feihong Witch, who would hit the door to make trouble and make a big mess in the bridal chamber.

It's a pity that he couldn't beat him, chased and couldn't catch up, so he could only be entangled by Feihong Witch.

Even ascending to the upper realm, Feihong Witch still refused to give up.

This woman is simply a nightmare!

It wasn't until he met the female emperor that he had no choice but to "conscientiously" and pair up with the female emperor steadily, and he was able to get rid of the entanglement of the Feihong witch.

He never understood. He had never known Feihong Witch before, and had no grievances in the past and now has no enmity. Why did the **** hold on to him, always disagree with him, it turns out...

original!

You are that bitch!

Chen Xinglie looked at Shi Feiyu, his thoughts surged.

You and I are the acquaintance of life and death, in this bridal chamber, you should be happy for this seat. Why do you keep holding on to this seat?

Could it be because of love and hatred that deliberately made this bridal chamber unhappy?

Chen Xinglie took a deep breath, his mood gradually calmed down, and asked: "When Lian Zhen wanted to kill you, why didn't you use this method?"

Shi Feiyu put away the wings behind him, looked at the wine jar in his hand, and said frankly: "Feiyu is waiting for the opportunity, unexpectedly, with a fatal blow, killing Lian Zhen with a single blow."

Kill Lian Zhen with a fatal blow?

Really courageous.

Chen Xinglie knew that if he hadn't taken a shot, even if Shi Feiyu showed a pair of rainbow wings, he would not be able to fight against Lian Zhen. In the end, she could only flee. Until she succeeded in cultivation, there would be one more Feihong witch in the world.

Feihong Witch is an alternative among the masters of evil spirits. She is alone, alone, guarding herself like a jade, and she is extremely powerful, not under the Tushan fairy Zhao Yumeng, her escape method is unparalleled in the world.

When the fairy Zhao Yumeng of Tushan broke through to the realm of the land gods, because of the instability of the sword heart, he failed to overcome the catastrophe and could only be reincarnated and rebuilt.

Feihong Witch relies on her ability to escape her life and fully explains what it means, as long as she escapes fast enough, Heavenly Tribulation will not be able to catch up with her...

However, how did Shi Feiyu become the Jinghong Witch?

There must be a great opportunity!

"If I didn't rescue you, would you fly away and disappear without a trace?"

Chen Xinglie's tone was slightly raised, and his voice lengthened.

"Back then, when the Qingyang Sect entered the test, Feiyu was desperate in the ice and snow. If Brother Xinglie had taken him in, he would have starved to death in the mountains. Now, Brother Xinglie has passed on my peerless technique like "The Divide of Heavens and Disillusionment Sword". ..." Shi Feiyu's eyes trembled slightly, and said: "The scholars die for the confidant!"

Chen Xinglie's gaze gradually deepened, and he asked, "Can you not hunt? You can have a pair of rainbow wings on your body, and you must fly very fast, not to mention the hares in the mountains, even the natural eagles. You can catch it."

Shi Feiyu's eyes were calm, shook his head, and said: "At that time, Feiyu had not yet entered the Qingyang Sect, had not yet entered the ten martial arts realm, there was no martial arts blood in his body, and he could not use this secret treasure armor on his body to give birth to wings. "

This sounds very reasonable.

Chen Xinglie couldn't find loopholes for a while.

"It's getting late, it's time to start."

Chen Xinglie nodded, feeling that this great opportunity of Feihong Witch should not be ruined.

This is the land fairy of the future!

How much resources does it take to cultivate a land fairy?

It's better to raise this girl outside to grow fat and strong, and then come to sell her life to this seat, isn't it wonderful?

Chen Xinglie was full of expectations.

Shi Feiyu smiled, and Gehry asked angrily: "Will you not give it to me?"

Chen Xinglie nodded and agreed.

The two walked outside the courtyard.

"You and I are not parting, just send it to the door."

Shi Feiyu stopped, his voice was dry, and he was very sad.

She mentioned the wine jar, Gurulu took a big sip and moistened her throat, and then said: "Fei Yu will definitely bring the fine wine from Northern Xinjiang and come back to find Senior Brother Xinglie."

"Go early and return early." Chen Xinglie patted her shoulder.

"it is good!"

Shi Feiyu carried the wine jar and rode on the green bird beast.

With the sound of a bird chirping, the blue bird fluttered its wings and flew straight up into the sky, and then flew out of Qingyun City and disappeared into the sky.

Shi Feiyu turned and looked back.

The mountains are high and the waters are far away.

The Qingyun City in his sight gradually blurred.

Shi Feiyu untied the straw headband that tied his hair, took out the black ink lotus, inserted it between the green silk, and said quietly, "Quickly, Brother Xinglie said, I want me to go early. Back."

It's a pity that this blue bird is just an ordinary flying beast, without any IQ.

A silly bird.

Where can I understand?

...

"If during this period of time, this seat is still the same as before, I have always been ignorant of Shi Feiyu, regardless of her life and death. After a battle with Lian Zhen, this girl may really go far away. She transformed herself into a Feihong witch, tirelessly looking for trouble for this seat!"

"Now, this future land fairy is finally stabilized by this seat!"

"With Feihong Witch's own strength, coupled with the "Sword of the Heavens and Disillusionment Sword" passed down by this seat, it is...what a big killer!"

Chen Xinglie calculated silently in his heart, watching Shi Feiyu leave, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

I don't know when.

There was already a slim figure beside him.

Zhao Yumeng!

This Fairy Tushan didn't mention Shi Feiyu, but quietly said, "The Shenwu Sect of Northern Xinjiang, summoned the masters of the Quartet, will come to Qingyun City in three days."

Shenwuzong!

This is the top sect of the Datong Empire, and its strength is no less than that of Tushanzong!

But in this battle, how could Shen Wuzong come?

Chen Xinglie's eyes condensed, and he asked, "Has the Sanzong's plan to encircle and kill Qingyangzong change?"

Zhao Yumeng nodded and said, "Chen Langwei shocked Qingyun City, killed Guan Shanyuan, and seriously injured Changkong Wuji. They were very jealous."

That's it.

Chen Xinglie smiled indifferently: "Now, even the Shenwu Sect is dispatched, they are afraid that not only will they destroy the Qingyang Sect, they also want to kill this seat together."

"Chen Lang."

Zhao Yumeng sighed lightly: "Let's go early."

Chen Xinglie shook his head.

There was a hint of worry in Zhao Yumeng's tone, and said: "There are so many masters in Shen Wuzong, Chen Lang will inevitably be outnumbered."

Chen Xinglie had sharp eyes and a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It seems that this seat is just a mega shock to a Qingyun city, and it is still not enough. Those people from the Shenwu Sect came at the right time."

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Yumeng's eyes, and said, "What are Chen Lang's plans?"

Chen Xinglie's eyes were murderous, and he proudly said: "A sword comes out of the blue clouds, and the world is powerful!"

Zhao Yumeng asked: "What if you can't fight it?"

Chen Xinglie smiled without saying a word, secretly took out the Xuanming Dharma Realm Dao Seal and gently stroked it.

This thing can summon the mysterious world of the mysterious world, covering the world, within the world, thousands of miles of ice, imprisoned by the common people.

Zhao Yumeng didn’t know Chen Xinglie’s plan. He only felt that his chances of winning were slim, and said quietly, “If you lose, you and I will have to reincarnate and repair again. In the next life, Chen Lang must come to Zhuer earlier...”