Just Become A Son of God, This Imperial Clan Is Too Cautious!

Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth palm safflower

Feng Hao immediately shouted loudly, wanting to find them.

"Where are you now?" Feng Hao's voice was very deep.

But just as his voice fell, a shadow flashed in front of him and came to him.

The shadow flew in front of Feng Hao, looking panicked.

"Finally, Feng Hao, I found you." He was about to cry, and flew to Feng Hao's side, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

"440" "They, they are all in danger.

Feng Hao interrupted him.

This man's voice was trembling, and he was almost unable to hear what he was saying.

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what happened." Feng Hao said loudly with an extremely impatient tone.

"Don't pant, I can't judge when you pant, can I?

Feng Hao turned around abruptly.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He snorted coldly, "Relax me!"

A hint of gloom appeared on Feng Hao's face.

"Hey!" The person in front of him suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, and he suddenly stopped talking, and the whole person became much more stable.

The other party lowered his head and did not speak.

Feng Hao found that his movements were very strange, and he was holding his palm all the time.

"What happened?" Feng Hao grabbed the opponent's wrist and put his palm up.

He saw a flower in the palm of the other's palm, which was blooming.

"what is this?"

Feng Hao felt that the flower was extraordinarily coquettish.

Feng Hao slapped the other person's face with a slap.

Pop! The person in front of him took a step back, flustered.

He stepped back quickly, his heart beating faster.

Feng Hao landed a fist on the opponent's shoulder.

He saw that there were many silk threads in the body of the person in front of him.

Those silk threads were red, and finally formed a red flower in the palm of his hand, like a knot.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Feng Hao found that the red thread in the opponent's body seemed to be able to manipulate him.

Feng Hao felt very strange and rushed towards the man in front, trying to control him.

He quickly galloped away into the distance, and quickly moved away from Feng Hao.

The fog around was so thick that Feng Hao couldn't see what was going on in front of him?

"What's going on?" Feng Hao's face suddenly sank.

His face turned black in an instant!

Feng Hao looked very cold..

"What's the matter, this man ran so far." Feng Hao said coldly with a hint of chill on his face, "I don't know what happened to him, but there shouldn't be a big problem."

Feng Hao flew forward.

Soon he came to the place where the shadow disappeared before.

"That cultivator is likely to be controlled by someone else. That is to say, there are other people here.

I just don't know who this so-called other person is.

Feng Hao wanted to capture this man and pull him out of the darkness.

"Too Damn it.

Feng Hao's face was cold and black.

Gradually the layer of black smoke on his face disappeared.

Feng Hao frowned, and the coldness on his face instantly appeared.

4.6

"It will be troublesome if you can't find it." In addition to a layer of cold smoke-like black, Feng Hao's cheeks were also dull.

Feng Hao's voice, frowning tightly, also showed a hint of chill.