Tang secluded and emptied, the cold eyes showed a certain degree of perseverance.

"Lin Feng, you must not be a magic!"

Biting her teeth, her mind reminiscent of a bohemian, handsome man, such a genius, how can he become a demon, that is the misfortune of the people, do not know how many people will die.

The power of the human mind and mind is extremely powerful. Those who are truly persevering can constantly break through their limits, be determined and be able to control everything.

This is especially true for martial arts. The cultivation of martial arts, the cultivation of strength, and more importantly, the cultivation of the heart, the tempering of one's own will, the lack of a tough heart and a strong will, it is impossible to become a strong martial art.

As long as Lin Feng can grasp his heart, he can completely overcome the power of the magic road with the power of the will, just as Lin Feng sees that snowy, his whole person will be awake, because his heart, his soul is branded with snowy The figure, that snowy, should be the wife of Lin Feng, the person he loves.

With that terrible guide to the magical road, it is not difficult for Tang to trace Lin Feng. Although Lin Feng has no idea how far it has gone, the terrible magical atmosphere is all the way, just follow this terrible Magic, you will be able to find Lin Feng.

The body kept whistling in the void, and Tang did not know how far he had gone. In front of her, there was a mountain range. It was the Kowloon Mountain Range. The magical road stretched into the mountains, which meant that Lin Feng entered. The mountains.

Without any hesitation, Tang’s faint footsteps went out, followed the magical spirit and entered the mountain range. It was traced for a long time. She had already reached a deep place in the mountains and entered the mountains hundreds of miles. But did not see the shadow of any monsters, where Lin Feng passed, the magical atmosphere of the massacre bloomed, where there are monsters who dare to die, all ran away.

"The power of the magic road is getting stronger and stronger." The footsteps of Tang gradually slowed down. She clearly felt that the magical atmosphere became more and more intense, which means that she is now more and more away from Lin Feng. .

"Blood!" Tang faintly looked to somewhere, there was some blood, a powerful monster died there, was directly killed by a sword, the body still reveals the magic of the rolling, needless to say Tang I also know that it is Lin Feng.

Not only one end, there are a lot of powerful monsters dead here, no exceptions, all are killed by a sword, no matter how strong the beast, but in front of Lin Feng, who is in the state of magic, how can escape If you get bad luck, you only need one sword.

"Soon."

Tang secluded feeling that the indifference of the magic is more intense, the body landed on the ground, and then slowly walked toward the front, he did not dare to be too fast, and now the state of Lin Feng is too unstable, maybe it may be an impulse Kill her all, and in that case, it would be too embarrassing to die.

"Close." Tang's secluded heart seemed to be tightened, and some nervous, she could not do the heart.

On a sloping field in the distance, there is a huge stone, where there is a figure wearing a black magic robes sitting on it, with a bit of sorrow and loneliness, in the bleak, the rolling indifference, belonging to the devil The indifference of the atmosphere makes people dare not approach.

However, this seemingly indifferent demon, his body is slightly curled up, holding a snow fox in his arms, looking at the distance, as if in a distant memory.

Xue Ling is quietly lying in the arms of Lin Feng. The coldness of the demon seems to be unable to interfere with her. Her body is only warm. Occasionally, she will move two times and squirm in Lin Feng’s arms.

At this point, Xue Lingling stretched out the white fluffy little claws and grabbed it on Lin Feng’s face, as if to grab the traces of tears left in Lin Feng’s eyes. The soft little claws were very gentle, as if they were women. I am stroking my beloved man.

Lin Feng felt the gentleness in his paws, his eyes slowly turned, looking at Xue Ling, his indifference of the magic road, as if dissipated a little, sobered a few points, revealing a rare tenderness

Xue Linglong saw the smile of Lin Feng's eyes, and made a squeaking low voice. The beautiful eyes of the two waters were filled with a smile, as if they were excited because of Lin Feng's gentle smile.

Lin Feng held Snow Ling, and put Xue Ling's head on his face. The indifference of the magic road dissipated a little, and his eyes showed a rare smile.

On the side of Tang, the secluded scene clearly saw this subtle scene. At this time, she actually felt some sorrow and grief in her heart. Even her eyes were faintly rosy. What kind of love is in the end, can make the demon so affectionate, let the demon fade him. The magic of the body.

She found out that she was a bit envious and a bit embarrassed about the beautiful white-white monster.

Tang Youwei did not know the experience of Lin Feng and his dreams. Of course, she could not feel the deep affection of this demon and demon. When Lin Feng was doing a desolate, the dream like a fairy began to appear in his life, let him teach Riding horses, listening to him telling stories, and following them until now, turned into a demon, this feeling is irreplaceable. In this world, no one has lived longer than dreams and Lin Feng.

Dreams, experiencing all the moments of Lin Feng, his heartbreaking moments, his incompetent moments, his glory becoming a genius moment, his dreams, always quietly beside him, even now he is a devil Dreams or desperate jump into his arms, as long as he is with him, never give up, no regrets this life.

The footsteps are slowly approaching Lin Feng. The footsteps of Tang are very slow and very soft, as if they are afraid of alarming Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng's eyes turned around, and an ice-cold and indifferent magical road tinged in the faint body of Tang, so that her footsteps were also slightly stiff, stopped there, and did not dare to move.

Among Lin Feng’s eyes, the light of the magic road flashed, and there was a killing intention, which would cover the faint body of Tang, and let the sigh of the Tang suffocate.

Tang’s faint eyes stared at Lin Feng, so he looked at Lin Feng and looked away for a long time.

"Lin Feng!"

Tang whispered softly, she did not believe, she could not let Lin Feng's idea move, she did not believe, Lin Feng could kill him.

"Go." Lin Feng's mouth spit out a low voice, but Tang faintly shook his head.

"Go!" Lin Feng screamed, and all the murderous icy icy fluttered on the secluded body of Tang. He couldn't guarantee that he would completely fall into a demon and kill Tang.

"I don't go." Tang Youyun also snorted at Lin Feng, his eyes were tenacious: "Lin Feng, you can control yourself. Since you can stay awake now, it means you can overcome that magic, you want Believe in yourself, you can."

"You can't be a devil. Otherwise, you may kill your lover, your loved ones, and you must believe in yourself."

Tang faintly is almost screaming, she wants Lin Feng to understand that the power of the mind and the will can overcome everything, as long as Lin Feng is willing, he can certainly control it.

Lin Feng’s body trembled a little, his eyes flickered and the brilliance was extremely disordered. His body’s breath was also fluctuating. Can he control it? The magic sword’s will is terrible. It has been eroding his will, so he goes on. I am afraid that it will become a demon in the morning and evening.

"Lin Feng, you can't tell yourself that you can't do it. Since you can, you can, you can use the power of your heart and the power of your will to defeat him." Tang Youqing seems to have some role in seeing his own words, and screams at Lin Feng. She firmly believes that as long as Lin Feng can overcome the will of this demon, when he truly recovers, it will be another transformation, the transformation of the will, and the transcendence of self.

"Winning the devil?" Lin Feng murmured, his fists clenched, his squeaking sound, and Xue Ling’s squeaking sound, his body twitching slightly, grabbing his face, and the smart The smile on the eyes is so pure and splendid, as if to melt Lin Feng's heart.

Ps: Nine, the flowers are not moving, ask for support, cmx3288 brother, you are also the head.