Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Yu Linghai was first startled by Ling Chuan's burst of fire power, and then he was taken aback by Qingkong's actions.

Ling Chuan's spiritual power went berserk, even Qing Kong, who already had the power of transformation, still couldn't suppress his out-of-control Suzaku spiritual fire, let alone Yu Linghai.

Yu Linghai looked at the clear sky bitterly, and said sternly, "Let go!"

Qingkong didn't have time to pay attention to him.He was thinking quietly.Wood makes fire, his spiritual power not only can't control Ling Chuan, but will fuel the fire.Water can overcome fire, but Luo Weiyu is not here...

His eyes fell on the ice sword in his hand.

The most precious treasure of Xuanbing Yu's family, the Beixuan Ice Sword.In the end, it fell into the hands of Yu Linghai, the second son of the Yu family.

What did Ling Hai say just now?Their father wants to marry Ling Chuan off?Absurd!

A fierce light flashed in the black eyes, and surging spiritual power frantically poured into the ice sword.

Yu Linghai withdrew his hand as if scalded by the ice sword.

Qing Kong held the blade of the sword, and the hilt with the other hand, and with a "click", the ice sword broke in two.

Yu Linghai froze for a moment, and could only watch helplessly as he shook the ice sword into pieces.

The ice balls floated in the air, wrapped in a light blue cyclone, slowly began to rotate, faster and faster, until it formed a group of blue hurricanes, smashing the things wrapped in it to pieces.

When Yu Linghai recovered, he realized that the treasure that his father had bestowed on him for hundreds of years had been shattered into pieces in Qingkong's hands!

Qing Kong looked at Ling Chuan, and the anxious look in his eyes became more and more intense.

Ling Chuan's face became more and more ugly.The air around him formed a wall of wind, and the high-temperature air inside even made people's sight slightly distorted.The skin of his whole body changed from ivory white at the beginning to pink and then to red, and the expression on his face was painful.

The wind wall around Ling Chuan cut off the heat, making it impossible for Qing Kong to know the temperature inside. However, he could clearly see the plastic button on Ling Chuan's shirt melted little by little into a transparent liquid, dripping onto his half-opened mouth. The collar of the placket, and then the polyester jacket melted little by little, and then was rolled up by the swirling air around, passing across Ling Chuan's body, leaving deep red marks one after another.

Yu Linghai was also dumbfounded.

Qing Kong has a bad heart.

Polyester melting must be at least 260°C, such a high temperature is definitely not what the human body can bear!

Qingkong slapped Yu Linghai casually.

Yu Linghai was taken aback by his sudden suddenness, and subconsciously pushed out the spiritual power. Unexpectedly, the spiritual power could not be recovered after being released!The wood spiritual power of the clear sky enveloped his whole body, forcing his spiritual power out of the body in every possible way, and then merged into the broken Xuanbing sword, gradually forming a cold ice ball.

Qingkong saw that it was almost done, so he withdrew his wood spirit power, concentrated on raising the ice puck to Lingchuan's head, and then slowly fell.

When Ling Chuan's protective spirit fire touched the wood spirit power, it began to devour it crazily.

Without the blessing of wood spirit power, the cold air spread directly, and fell on Ling Chuan.

The moment the ice and fire collided, a vast white mist formed in the entire room.

Can't see anything.

Yu Linghai froze on the spot, Qingkong hurriedly rushed into the depths of the white mist, and picked up Ling Chuan who had fainted on the ground.

The thick fog gradually dispersed.

Qingkong carried Ling Chuan into the house, then returned to the living room, and threw Yu Linghai out of the house.