togophonebook Chapter 1472 Dugu Mo, who are you?
Chapter 1472 Dugu Mo, who are you?
Chapter 1472 Dugu Mo, who are you?
"It's you?"
Lei Miao hesitated for a moment and then screamed out. She didn't know that this man standing in the void was the culprit who made her lose consciousness at that time.
But this man's method is simply beyond Lei Miao's cognition, unconsciously making her lose consciousness, even the strongest member of the Lei family probably does not have such a method.
Coupled with the fact that the man was standing in emptiness at this time, looking at her with an extremely cold and heartless gaze, a touch of fear spread out from Lei Miao's heart.
Lei Miao subconsciously grabbed Luo Chen's sleeve tightly, hid her body behind Luo Chen, only showing half of her head, and looked at the man timidly.
"Scare the little girl, Your Excellency really has the prestige of a monk in the alchemy stage!"
Luo Chen saw the man in his eyes, a sarcasm grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said aloud with some sarcasm.
"Threat?"
The man turned his gaze, and the gaze that seemed to be able to cool the air fell on Luo Chen, and said in a cold tone.
"I'm just stating a fact. I, Fu Wuqing, never intimidate anyone."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual power spurted out from the body named Fu Qingqing. Spiritual power was the power that surpassed the inner breath.
The spiritual power appeared, and the air around Fu Wuqing seemed to be frozen.
Pieces of crystal clear ice flowers visible to the naked eye condensed on Fu Wuqing's back, like a background board, setting off the man's unruly and powerful figure.
This spiritual power rushed towards Luo Chen, with a condescending attitude, intending to completely subdue and suppress Luo Chen.
"Humph!"
Luo Chen snorted, and immediately stomped his feet on the ground.
Qi and blood surged all over his body, and at the same time, he used the spiritual power of the flying sword of his own life to connect his inner breath and sword intent, fighting against Fu Wuqing's icy cold spiritual power.
For a moment, Luo Chen was like a flat boat sailing on a stormy sea, with howling winds and raging waves, and there might be a huge wave at any moment that would drag Luo Chen into the bottom of the sea.
But if you look carefully, you can find that Luo Chen is not a rootless duckweed, letting spiritual power wash over his body, but still able to stabilize himself, standing still like Mount Tai.
"Ok?"
After a few breaths, the oppression of spiritual power was ineffective, and Fu Wuqing gasped slightly.
He was obviously a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, but he was able to persist for such a long time under his own pressure, and he didn't show any signs of slumping. It seemed that the stalemate continued, and it was impossible to separate brothers, uncles and uncles for a moment.
"Brother Luo Chen..."
Lei Miao stood behind Luo Chen and let go of the hand that was holding Luo Chen's arm. She knew that Luo Chen seemed to be calm, but he was actually fighting with that demon-like man.
She didn't want Luo Chen to be distracted by her own existence and thus affect the outcome of the fight.
Although he didn't feel any oppression, the air was full of icy currents visible to the naked eye. Lei Miao knew that the reason why he didn't feel anything was because Luo Chen stood in front of him and blocked everything with his body.
Lei Miao was looking forward to Luo Chen's victory in his heart, but facing Fu Wuqing who was so terrifying and whose methods were even beyond his imagination, could Luo Chen really gain the upper hand?
Reason told Lei Miao that his expectations were probably just extravagant hopes.
This is just a fight with momentum, once the two confront each other head-on, Luo Chen will be crushed by the opponent's overwhelming strength.
I'm afraid it won't last long, and I have to die on the spot.
"It's all my fault. It's me spying on Lei Chi. It's none of Luo Chen's business. If you want my life, you can take it yourself!"
Lei Miaosi leaned slightly, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he left from the protective umbrella that Luo Chen held up for her, took a step forward, and said aloud.
Lei Miao's body was eroded by the ice in an instant, his long and narrow eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of ice, and his whole face turned pale in an instant, apparently severely eroded by the spiritual power of the ice.
This made Luo Chen become a candle in the wind, and Lei Miao had to mobilize the sword intent of his natal flying sword to fight against the icy spiritual power, which Lei Miao could not bear.
Luo Chen's expression changed, he didn't expect that Lei Miao would come out from behind him and take the initiative to stop this matter on him.
Before Luo Chen could react, the overwhelming cold spiritual power disappeared, and the temperature in the whole world rose rapidly at a speed that the body could clearly feel.
"Hmph, they are interesting men and women."
Fu Wuqing snorted, and looked at Luo Chen and Lei Miao. Although the two were interesting, there was no trace of emotion in Fu Wuqing's expression, and it was still absolutely indifferent.
Fu Qingqing's eyes only stayed on Lei Miao for a moment, and then turned his eyes to Luo Chen.
Luo Chen held Lei Miao's body in his arms, took out a pill from the treasure bag, and stuffed it into the latter's mouth.
The pill entered his stomach, and Lei Miao's condition eased.
Luo Chen's hanging heart fell into his stomach. Even Luo Chen couldn't resist this kind of terrifying spiritual power.
For Lei Miao, it was even more terrifying coercion that could cause permanent damage.
Fu Wuqing saw this scene in his eyes and didn't make a sound to stop it, just floating quietly in mid-air.
After Luo Chen finished everything, he slowly raised his head and looked at Fu Wuqing, with the same expression of neither sadness nor joy.
Luo Chen's lack of sadness and joy and Fu Wuqing's cold arrogance are not the same emotion.
Fu Wuqing's indifference can be said to be indifference to everything, a kind of indifference based on strength.
Luo Chen, on the other hand, always remained calm and 'cared' about everything that happened around him in his best state.
The same emotions are similar, but the inner cores of Fu Wuqing and Luo Chen under the cover of emotions are completely different.
"who are you?"
Fu Wuqing looked at Luo Chen, although he was indifferent to everything, he also felt a little curious about Luo Chen.
It is unimaginable that the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment can rival themselves in terms of aura.
Fu Wuqing was very curious about Luo Chen's identity.
"It's just a casual cultivator, not worth mentioning."
Luo Chen shrugged and said aloud.
"Oh?"
Hearing Luo Chen's words, Fu Wuqing's iceberg-like face drew a curve, and he asked a little playfully.
"Since you are a casual cultivator, why don't you know me, Fu Wuqing?"
Luo Chen remained silent.
He replied that he was a casual cultivator, and the biggest reason was that he didn't want Houtuzong to get involved in trouble. It turned out that Fu Wuqing insisted on getting to know him himself, which was a bit interesting.
However... from Fu Wuqing's words, Luo Chen also tasted a little special meaning, perhaps this Fu Wuqing's identity, Luo Chen has already grasped a thing or two.
Fu Wuqing nodded slightly, seeing Luo Chen in his eyes, and said in a questioning but determined tone.
"Lonely Mo, who are you?!"
(End of this chapter)