Nangong Temple walked to the iron cage covered by the black cloth, raised his finger and touched the corner of the black cloth. The black moon like a cold moon hesitated.

"Nancy Mausoleum did not dare to open it?" Feng Ling said coldly and ridiculously.

Seeing the phoenix in the dark night, I sneered at the Nangong Temple. I took a few steps forward and reached out directly. Instead of Nangong, I went to the black cloth...

"Retreat." Nangong 湚 Qingrun's voice is cold.

In the dark, I grabbed the fingers of the black cloth and released it again, and then retreated to the back.

Nangong opened the black cloth and saw the man in the iron cage full of injuries. His pupils shrank slightly.

The people who were locked in the iron cage were cold and cold, all of them were whiplashes, and the curls were dying in the iron cage. It can be seen that before the cold and cold was brought, it was tortured. If not, I am afraid that Feng Lingran could not find it here.

Feng Ling did not speak, and the expression of Nangong’s horror was included in the fundus.

For a moment.

Nangong laughed: "This person has no relationship with the palace. The regent king brought him to the palace of the palace. Why is this?"

Feng Ling’s heart snorted, and he did not want to continue to deal with Nangong Temple. He said directly: “Nanling Guoshi said that Xiao Yu was taken away by you, and now he is handed over to the king.”

"Let's relax." The night finger gripped the hilt, and was about to be squirted, and a voice of laughter came.

"Is this brother wanting to do it? Xiaoqi can accompany you to play."

Xiaoqi came out from behind Feng Ling, and the eyes of the water were like the dark night. The head was much smaller than the dark night, and it looked almost like Xiao Xiao’s little girl.

Xiaoqi held a whip in his hand and looked up and down the dark night. He smiled and said to Feng Ling: "The master, this brother looks very martial! If Xiaoqi can't beat him, he will lose face to the master."

Feng Lingran looked at Xiaoyiyiyi: "You can't beat it, you will go back with him."

Xiaoshui's exquisite eyes condensed in the fog, almost cried out: "Master, are you going to abandon Xiaoqi?"

Nan Gongyi gave a look to the dark night, indicating that he had to retreat.

At this time, Xiaoqi’s whip suddenly flew toward the dark night: “In order not to let the master abandon Xiaoqi, this brother, you still lose a loser!”

The mouth of the night is pumping, and the face is black as the bottom of the pot. I am not going to do it with Xiaoqi. Now Xiaoqi is aggressive, so let's do it! Who loses one loses... No one knows who is not in the end.

"You have to fight and fight." Feng Ling suddenly frowned, and some tired of the sound of this fight.

"Follow, Master."

The whip in the hands of Xiaoqi suddenly changed direction, and the shadow of the night flashed. While avoiding the whip, the person was forced out of the main hall.

Feng Ling’s patience has been exhausted: “Nan Gong Yu, the king once again said, hand over Xiao Yu.”

Nangong’s gloom and ups and downs: “The children have been very good here.”

"Hey?" Feng Ling suddenly flashed through the chill, intimate to the point where you can call your child?

"The palace and her... both sides are happy." Nangong saw Feng Lingran's face angry, and his mouth raised a smile.

Rubbing!

Feng Lingran sat on the arm of the chair, was pinched off, and turned into debris on the ground from Feng Lingran’s hand.

Feng Lingran stood up and approached the Nangong Temple. He was cold and cold, and his lips were cold and cold. "Nangong Temple, if you feel impatient, you can send you a ride."

Nangong 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 湚 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南

The fierce palm of the hand suddenly hit the chest of Nangong, and the color of the Nangong was changed. When it was avoided, it was still a slow one, and the mouth of the mouth overflowed with blood.

Nangong twilight looked at Feng Lingran deeply. He knew that Feng Lingran’s repair was very high, but he did not expect it to be so high.

"The Eastern Jin Dynasty is the king of the king, and you can't live well."

The phoenix sounds down, and another palm hits sharply. Nangong Temple has thoroughly angered Feng Lingran.

"The master is careful." When the shadow rushed back, he saw Feng Lingran's shot on Nangong. He was shocked. He single-handedly put out the sword and blocked it in front of Nangong, holding the other in the other hand. Snowy little fox.

The powerful palm of the hand struck the sword in the shadow of the hand, giving a trembling sword. The shadows were a little shocked by Feng Ling’s powerful internal force. Suddenly he saw the little fox in his hand. He sent the little fox to the sword.

"Regent King, the life of this little fox, are you still?"

Feng Lingran's black scorpion fell on the little fox, black eyes, like Xiao Xiao, the body of white hair is almost the same as Xiao Yu is a small fox.

Although I know that this little fox is not Xiao Yu, Feng Ling still took over.

The shadow sighed with relief and turned to look at Nangong 有些 with some worries. He whispered: "The master, the mansion has been surrounded by the Regent, or let Miss Xiao first!"

Here is the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Feng Lingran's world, the master is here and Feng Ling Ran hard fight, certainly not Feng Lingran's opponent.

Nangong Temple did not speak, and the cold moon seemed to be sullen.

The shadow bites his teeth and looks at Feng Lingran. "Regent King, as long as you promised to withdraw the soldiers outside, I will bring Miss Xiao now."

"Shadow." Nangong sighed.

"Master, if you want to severely punish the shadow, the shadow has nothing to say, but today, the night must hand Miss Xiao to the Regent." After the night, he turned to look at Feng Lingran, as if waiting for one of his answers. .

For a moment.

Feng Ling's thin lips are cold and open: "The last time."

The implication is that this is the last time he has let go of Nangong.

"Thank you, Regent." The shadow sighed with relief and handed the little fox in his hand to Feng Lingran: "I will take Miss Xiao."

"No, the king goes with you."

Say it!

Feng Lingran holding the little fox in his arms and left the main hall with the shadow.

Feng Ling thought that he would reject this little fox, but unexpectedly, the little fox was in his arms, he did not reject it, probably because of the pair of eyes like Xiao Xiao, his slender fingers pierced the little fox The hair, it blinks comfortably, in the arms of Feng Lingran, it is very well-behaved.

Xiao Yu heard the sound of pushing the door and thought it was Nangong. When he thought about it, he asked, "Hey, is your guest gone?"

Xiao Yu was still curious in her heart. What kind of VIP is so fast, I feel that a cold chill has floated into the room from the door. All of a sudden, the temperature in the room has dropped to zero, giving the illusion of ice and snow. .

Xiao Yu was wearing a chill, and some unresolved looks looked at it. When she saw the handsome man coming in, she thought she was wrong.

Fantasy?

How did Nangong Temple become Feng Lingran?

Feng Lingran went to the bed and looked down at the little **** the bed. She seemed to live well here.

"Is it disappointing to see this king? Um?"

Xiao Yu blinked and stood by her bed, it was Feng Lingran, not Nangong.

"How come you come here?"

Xiao Yu saw that Feng Lingran was happy because of this. However, when she saw that Feng Ling was as cold as a hail, she suddenly felt that something was wrong and her scalp was numb. Is this a sign of a terrible disaster?

"Oh..." The ear is in the arms of Feng Lingran. He wants to jump into Xiao Yu’s arms, but he is pinched by Feng Lingran’s palm.

Xiao Yu saw that Ling Er was struggling in Feng Lingran's arms, and his heart was happy, and the ear was rescued. It was great.

Xiao Yu extended his little hand to hug the phoenix in the arms of the phoenix: "Feng Lingran, did you save the ear? The ear is not hurt by the adulterer. It is very good."

Xiao Yu’s fingers hold the ear of the ear, wanting to hold the ear, but Feng Ling did not let go, she looked up at her head, and looked at Feng Lingran with some puzzles.

"Back to the Regency Palace."

Feng Lingran lost a sentence, holding the ear, turned and left the room of Nangong Temple, the bottom, a haze.

Xiao Yu’s voice, Feng Ling’s voice is so cold, is he because she hasn’t gone back to anger for two days and nights?

"I don't want to go back to the Regent's Palace? Um?" He slammed the door, as if his eyes were long behind, his tail was long, and the dangerous arc.

"No, no." Xiao Yu opened the quilt and hurried out of bed to wear shoes, followed by Feng Lingran and left the room.

When Xiao Yu followed Feng Lingran in the carriage, he saw Nangong Temple. He stood there, and the moon-like black eyes looked at her as if she hoped she could stay.

"Feng Lingran, wait a minute, I will say hello."

Xiao Yu did not know the conflict between Feng Lingran and Nangong Temple in the main hall. In the past, Feng Lingran’s black cockroaches were completely cold, and Nangong’s thin lips raised a smile.

"Nan Gong, thank you for your care for these two days, I have to go, take care."

After Xiao Yu finished, he turned back to Feng Lingran's side. She didn't feel the chilly and chilly eyes of Feng Ling. She felt that if she left this way, she would not even say hello when she saw the Nangong Temple. Some are ungrateful.

Nangong湚 looked at Xiao Yu and Feng Ling and entered the carriage. The car’s hub left his eyes, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. The eyes flashed a trace of the undetectable loss. After all, he left. When she left, she was Feng Lingran called him in front of him... Nangong湚...not...hey.

Is she afraid that Feng Ling will misunderstand? Will it be so strange?

"Brother, you lose! Xiaoqi will not be abandoned by the master, hehehe..."

The small seven whip was rolled on the palm of the hand, the watery eyes were bent, and the whiplash on the night was seen. He was very happy, and the whip method of Xiaoqi improved.

In the dark, I looked at the little seven like a child. The pain in my body is nothing, but the martial arts of the boy is amazing. Even he lost in the hands of Xiaoqi.

That Feng Lingran... What is the horrible existence?

Luxury horse-drawn carriage. Q8zc

Xiao Yu was in the arms of Feng Lingran, and wanted to rescue the ear from Feng Lingran. She could see Feng Ling’s cold face. Her fingers moved, but she did not go to hold the ear.

Along the way, Feng Ling did not say a word with Xiao Yu, cold as ice sculpture.

Xiao Yu wants to explain, but I don't know how to explain it to him. Looking at the ear, since Feng Lingran rescued the ear from the adulterer, he should know that she had something wrong, and she did not go back.

Feng Ling is not so angry?