Chapter 872
Almost in an instant, Gong Huiyu guessed the identity of this person. He stood up from the rocking chair and looked up at the girl in the sky.
"You\'re back at last." A smile blooms from the corner of the mouth of the palace Huiyu.
The monsoon smoke just came back from Zilin. I never dreamed that I would see such a scene when I came back.
There was a mess inside and outside the huge floating light city. Ling He and other people were entangled in a group of monsters with muscles. The city was bloodstained. All the people in the floating light city were fighting together. The pungent smell of blood blew into her nose along the evening wind.
Gong Huiyu\'s voice was introduced into the ears of monsoon smoke at the moment. Subconsciously, she looked back at the source of the voice, but in the moment when she saw each other, she was slightly stunned.
The imperial symbol?
"Are you the new ruler of the city? I\'ve been waiting for you for a long time. " Gong Huiyu looks at the monsoon smoke standing in the middle of the sky. His eyes are full of laughter, but his eyes are crazy.
Interesting, it\'s really interesting!
This girl is totally different from what he imagined.
Gong Huiyu has never seen anyone who can control the sword.
"Who are you?" The eyebrow of monsoon smoke is light and wrinkled. It can almost see through each other in an instant. This person is definitely not Gong Zhengyu.
Gong Huiyu was stunned, and then he said with a smile, "why, don\'t you remember me? I just came to Fuguang city a few days ago. I\'m gong Zhengyu, the second young master of the star picking tower. "
"You are not Gong Xuyu." Monsoon smoke cold channel.
Gong Huiyu didn\'t think that monsoon smoke could see through his identity at a glance. He couldn\'t help chuckling. He was interested in monsoon smoke a little more. He chuckled and said: "then I can only introduce myself again. My name is Gong Huiyu, the third owner of the star picking building. It is also the leader who was ordered to slaughter the city of Fuguang today. "
kill the city of Fuguang?
The monsoon smoke looked at Gong Huiyu coldly, then turned to the war filled city of floating light, the temperature in a pair of eyes disappeared in an instant.
"You want to kill my city, too?" There was a cold smile on the corner of the mouth of the monsoon smoke. She raised her hand abruptly. The broken evil sword suddenly appeared in her hand. Her wrist turned over the broken evil sword and drew a light and shadow in the air. The light and shadow remained in the sky, just like a strange incantation with a thread of golden light. As the tip of the monsoon smoke sword was picked, the incantation was scattered in an instant!
In an instant, dark clouds covered the sun, a piece of thundercloud shrouded in the sky of the floating city, rolling thunder in an instant resounded through everyone\'s eardrum!
The strange scene in front of him made Gong Huiyu widen his eyes. He looked at the thundering clouds in the sky and his heart was racing.
"Fuguang city is all for me. As long as I have one day, no one will want to move it. The star picking tower is not qualified to move me!" The cold voice of the monsoon smoke reverberated in the sky of the city of Fuguang. Just when her voice landed, a deafening thunder exploded in everyone\'s ears. The dark blue lightning tore the clouds and fell from the sky!