The God of Sky & Earth

This world is not fair!

After that, Su Yi shrugged with a smile and his eyes were full of indifference.

Anyway, Su Yi did not want to participate, according to Su Yi's temper, and would not ask for help to inquire about other people's news.

"The more I look down on me, the louder the name will be! The more you will remember my name!"

Su Yi’s heart was secretly cold and cold, and the wind gently raised and looked up. The dark eyes behind the blue silk passed a bit of disdain, two points indifferent, three points of arrogance.

Bi Ling squinted at the little feet, stunned at the guard, turned around and took Su Yi's arm, and snarled.

"Let's go! Don't let you in, I don't listen! You're right, you don't have to take the first place, why go to this face!"

Su Yi shook his head and smiled. This girl is really excited. It is a child's temper.

Immediately, turning around in the direction of going back, Su Yi converges on the mood, and the spirit spreads out, and the spirit quickly covers the whole body.

The position of the entire octagonal building, Su Yi, is already in the chest. At this time, a high shout in the southwest is heard from the ear.

"Holy Mountain, long winds! Snow red building! Liu Ruoyu! Night rain marks! Chang Meng away! Qin Frost! Welcome to the Son of the Virgin!"

"Hey!"

The shouting shouts through the crowd, and rushed into the heart of Su Yi by the breeze, and an electric mang flashed in front of his eyes!

Like the lightning and thunder, there is a huge gully in the heart of Su Yi. The name Liu Ruoxi and the snow red building are so harsh as the long wind.

The faint turn turned, Su Yi's eyebrows gradually lifted up, and the bright and deep eyes flashed a bit.

The robes were agitated, the wind blew gently, and the overall temperament of Su Yi was greatly changed.

"Su Yi, what's wrong with you?" Bi Ling also felt the difference in Su Yi, asked gently with a slanting head.

Thought that Su Yi is still angry with the things that have just happened, Bi Ling comforted: "It doesn't matter, Su Yi, go back and let us know, he knows..."

Not waiting for Bi Ling to speak, Su Yi turned his head and looked at the entire octagonal attic, Shen Sheng: "Bi Ling!"

"Well?" Bi Ling was interrupted by a slight doubt.

Pulling Bi Ling's slender jade arm, Su Ying will come to the guard before he reacts.

From his arms, he hurriedly took out a piece of black, sparkling, triangular shape, beautifully shaped, with a lot of delicate black cards on it.

Suddenly, Su Yi’s pull fell a sly Bi Ling, watching the cards in Su Yi’s hands, and there was a bit of shock in his eyes.

"This is! Black card VIP!" The guard also whispered and his eyes were shocked.

The two guards changed their face and immediately changed their attitude towards Su Yi with a hundred and eighty degrees.

"Can you go in?" Su Yi was in a hurry.

"Yes, yes!" The guards nodded and did not dare to meet Su Yi.

A smog, Bi Ling was suddenly smashed into the attic by Su Yi, like a group of fires flying.

"Slow down, slow down!" Bi Ling's voice was shaking and was obviously frightened.

Bi Ling's footsteps began to sway, and the skirts fluttered, and the scorpion was full of shocking emotions.

Looking at the two people who disappeared into the line of sight, the guards squinted and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

"Fast! Go and inform the deacon, the black card VIP is here!"

"Is it a family?" Another guard asked with trepidation.

The guard shook his head, and the embers in the pupils did not disappear. There were not a few black card VIPs on the entire mainland.

I couldn’t help but feel scared when I started, just what kind of terrible person I just provoked!

"Also squatting, go!"

"Hey! You have a black card, why don't you get it out early?" Bi Ling followed Su Yi behind him and shouted.

Su Yi was anxious and walked very fast. He ignored the spirit and rushed inside.

The Lingbao Pavilion of the Nether City and the Lingbao Pavilion of the Jiuxing City are not the same. The interior is full of staggered corridors, like a labyrinth.

"What the **** are you looking for! Looking for your fairy sister?" Bi Ling pouted a small mouth, this Su Yi has not seen for a long time, how so mysterious.

Su Yi Yang raised his mouth and muttered in his mouth and said: "Weird, I just heard it!"

At this time, there was a long echo in the distance, a sword eyebrow star, quite handsome man rushing.

There are a few wrinkles in the eyebrows, but they are smiling, temperament and free, with a natural temperament.

"Make sure this is Miss Bi Ling!"

The handsome sly squats like a ray of light, looking at Bi Ling with great confidence, and Bi Ling’s face is slightly rosy, nodding his head.

"That's Mr. Yi Yi!" The man's voice was very magnetic, nodded lightly, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Listening to this, Bi Ling stepped forward and said: "No, he is not called Yi Yi! He is called..."

Su Yi brows a pick, grabbed words, Shen Sheng: "I am easy, how do you know my name?"

Carefully look at the man in front of him, face like a crown jade, gas sinking like a deep, the age is about forty.

At first glance, it was repaired to a very high level, and the soul spread, but found that the man converges very well, Su Yi can not help but secretly.

Yi Yi is a pseudonym of his earlier, this time someone actually mentioned, Su Yi heart quickly flashed a few thoughts.

friend? enemy? People in Lingbao Pavilion? Still a family?

Suddenly feel the fluctuation of Su Yi's breath, the man gently waved, then the soul pressure is resolved, the cloud is light and windy.

"In the next scene, it is the deacon of Lingbao Pavilion. It is a special trip here to pick you up to participate in the Eight Chong Fengyun Club! Please come with me!"

"You still have not answered my question!"

Su Yi was extremely cautious at the moment, his eyes trembled, and the hands of the Yuanyuan Supreme were spinning.

The mighty momentum of the mighty surges, like the old atmosphere that crosses the heavens and the earth, permeates between the corridors.

The soul power is with the atmosphere of majesty and destruction, and it is like a nine-day Xuan Lei bombarded on Jing Qianqi.

"Hey!"

Jing Qianqi’s face flashed quickly and shocked. He did not think that the teenager in front of him had such a strong soul pressure.

The strange and terrible energy is constantly eroding its own soul, the vitality is running fast, the breath is slightly inflated, and the complexion is restored to ruddy.

For a moment, the repair of Jing Qianqi was completely exposed. Su Yi’s heart secretly nodded, and the Emperor was eight-fold. This Lingbao Pavilion is really not simple!

"Good means, I didn't expect Mr. Yi's soul power to be so powerful!" Jing Qianqi squinted his eyes and stopped the shocking heart of his heart, saying nothing.

Calm like water, it seems that nothing has happened.