At this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly became less confident about himself.

Jiangshan picturesque, not as good as the cinnabar in your eyebrows, is a perfect story after all, it is impossible to become a reality...

Feng Lingran saw the lonely in the eyes of the little fox, and his eyebrows began to rise.

"Well, this king promises you."

Cold and shocked, he did not expect Feng Ling to be so refreshed to agree, even mentioning the Kyushu order.

The cold heart was shocked and happy, and unexpectedly discovered that the position of this little fox in Feng Lingran’s heart has already surpassed Kyushu City.

There is no fluctuation in the cold and cold heart. It seems that this little fox has long been in the heart of Feng Lingran. For this little fox, Feng Lingran not only killed him, but also did not hesitate to be an enemy of Nangong. There is even a ridiculous thought in the cold and cold heart. If this little fox can become a human being, I am afraid that it will become the regent of the phoenix in the morning and evening.

The little fox trembled at the tip of his heart, his round eyes, and the snow flickered and looked at Feng Lingran.

what did he say?

He promised to be cold?

"The generals, no, the Kyushu order has not yet arrived, can't let go..."

"Shut up." Feng Ling sighed coldly, interrupted Qin Guan, and continued to say: "Bring people over."

Qin is not willing to care, nor dare to defy Feng Lingran’s order. He can only say: "Yes."

Feng Lingran saw the little fox's eyes turned into surprises. He snorted in his heart. Just that expression, thought he would put her life and death in disregard?

The arrow in the hands of Feng Lingran moved slightly to the cold arm: "Cold big son, you look at the king's little fox like this, this king can't guarantee that when you leave, your arm is not Still?"

Coldly, he was shocked and quickly understood the meaning of Feng Lingran’s words. He put the little fox in his arms and his fingers went straight to the white hair on the neck of the little fox.

He did not want to hurt this little fox. It was just a last resort.

Soon, the two were brought over by Qin Guan.

"Big brother, second brother."

Both of them suffered from different degrees of injury. They saw cold and cold and cold, and they shouted in excitement. Q8zc

In the cold and cold heart, he trembled and saw his two younger brothers coming out. He looked excited and stepped forward and pushed Qin Guan, saying: "Three brothers, four brothers."

Qin Guan looked angry and wanted to stop the cold and cold to give the two people loose. I thought that Feng Ling would let him let go, and he could only stand aside and pinch his fingers.

The cold and cold quickly untied the body of the two brothers, and the three men clung together: "It's okay, let's go back."

Feng Lingran swept the cold and cold brothers, but it was really a brotherly affection. He sneered in his heart and said to the cold: "Give the little fox to the king."

Cold, but did not immediately give the little fox to Feng Lingran: "You let us go first, ten miles away, I will put this little fox."

Feng Lingran black 眸 flashed through the violent cold light, the bow in his hand turned, slammed, shot out.

"Ah~"

The cold and cold screams, the entire right arm is shot by Feng Lingran's arrow, and the blood is flowing.

"Second brother."

"Second brother."

Several people exclaimed at the same time.

Feng Ling’s cold voice rang again: “This king is one of the best.”

Looking coldly at Feng Ling’s cool face, the heart is stunned, Feng Lingran’s arrow tells him that if Feng Feng wants to kill their brothers, it’s easy, and Feng Lingran can make them still alive. It is because of the little fox in his arms. If he does not give the little fox to Feng Lingran, Feng Ling will let them all die here.

Cold swallowed swallowing water, holding the little fox in his hands, holding it up and giving it to Feng Lingran.

The moment the little fox was caught by Feng Lingran's long fingers, it was awkward in his eyes, his heart was particularly wronged, his head was low, and his tears flowed into the white hair.

Feng Lingran the little fox into his arms, and he lost his feelings. His slender fingers gently followed the hair of the little fox.

Feng Lingran turned down from the horse, and walked with the little fox toward the military camp. At the moment he entered the military camp, he spit out a few words in his cold lips.

"Kill them."

Cold and stunned, he widened his eyes and looked at the back of Feng Lingran’s silver armor dragon scale: "Feng Lingran, are you out of the world?"

Feng Ling did not pay attention to the anger behind him. He was black and cold. This little fox was originally lively and lovely. In the hands of cold and cold, but only a short day, it became so listless, he should not Kill them?

Feng Lingran the little fox into the camp, the candlelight disappeared. He lifted the little fox buried in his head and saw that a little fox had lost his luster and was sleepy. He frowned.

Feng Lingran checked the body of the little fox, and a little fox did not seem to have much feeling, letting him flip the hair on his stomach and did not resist.

Feng Lingran saw the little fox like this, more and more can not feel peace of mind, what is cold and cold to the cold?

Until Feng Ling saw the wound on the forefoot of the little fox, his pupil swelled fiercely, and his heart seemed to be ignited with anger, and his fingers gradually tightened and twisted into iron fists.

Damn the confession, actually dare to let go of the blood?

Feng Lingran's black sputum is indefinite, and his cold poisoning episodes are not much more than drinking the blood of the children. How much blood did the two confuses put? Will you turn your nephew into this?

Feng Ling couldn't wait to go out and kill the cold and cold, and he got up, put the little fox in his arms on the bed, turned and prepared to go out and kill the cold and cold.

"Hey..."

He heard the cry of the little fox, turned his head, and saw a little fox open his eyes, ready to jump out of bed and run towards him.

Feng Lingran saw it unstable when he jumped down and almost fell to the ground. He hurried past and caught a little fox who was about to fall to the ground.

"Hey." He shouted her name in distress.

Xiao Yu clasped his chest with his claws, his fluffy face leaning against his chest, don't go, she didn't want him to leave.

"Wang Ye, I have cooked chicken soup, you can drink it!"

Outside, it sounded like a child.

Feng Lingran saw the little fox in his arms flustered and scared. As if he was afraid of him leaving, Feng Ling thought of the wounds on his forelimbs. I don’t know how much blood was put by the two idiots?

Feng Ling was a soft heart, and his fingers gently licked the head of the little fox: "The king does not leave, the king is with you."

I paused and said to the outside, "The chicken soup is coming in."

Xi Erer heard the sound of Feng Lingran, a happy heart, carrying chicken soup, went into the camp, saw the little fox in Feng Lingran’s arms, and he was happy in his heart: "Wang Ye, this little fox, get back. Already?"

The little fox smelled the smell of the chicken soup, swallowed and swallowed, and looked at the bowl in the hands of the instinctive cherished child.

"Put down the chicken soup and go out."

Feng Lingran did not like the woman to enter his camp. Although Xia was only a child, he still refused.

I saw that Feng Ling was cold and handsome, not like taking her back, showing a smile, a chill in her heart, vaguely found that Feng Lingran seems to be different from before, she put down the chicken soup, and The little fox in the middle glanced at it because of this little fox? Will the prince be unhappy?

After the child left,

Feng Ling saw the little fox on his cold armor, cold and shiny, and his white hair seemed to be cold.

He put the little fox on the bed, took off his armor, and saw the little fox can't wait to get out of bed. He frowned: "Wait, the king will feed you."

Xiao Yu’s paws got out of bed and his ears moved back. She lifted her head and looked at Feng Lingran’s already faded armor. She was wearing a dark blue coat and she blinked. Feng Ling Do you want to feed her to eat chicken soup?

Feng Lingran put on a robes, went to the bed and hugged the little fox into his arms, sat in a chair, held the bowl in one hand, picked up the spoon in one hand, picked up the chicken soup with the fragrant face and fed it to the little fox on the leg.

The little fox sipped a bite, the chicken soup was warm, or the pheasant that it caught last time. I didn’t expect the cherished child to stay for two days.

After a while, the little fox drank a whole bowl of chicken soup, which contained a lot of chicken and pine mushrooms.

The little fox thought that there was not a few pieces of chicken inside the bowl that was cherished by him. The heart was secretly cherished by the eccentricity. So the pheasant was also caught by it. Give it a little bit to eat it, and give Feng Lingran so much?

My heart is very unbalanced.

The little fox is eating fragrant chicken, and his heart is still pity.

"The bones spit out."

Feng Ling saw the little fox eating chicken without spitting chicken bones. He frowned and his fingers tapped gently on its fluffy head.

The little fox looked up and rubbed his eyes. What? bone? What bone?

The little fox felt the phoenix look like a fool-like look. Suddenly he understood that Feng Ling was referring to the chicken bones. I was so sad that I was too focused. I didn’t expect to spit bones. Moreover, the chicken was smashed for two days, bones. It’s all crispy, and it’s not bad to eat.

The little fox ate chicken and pine mushrooms, and his stomach was full. It was nestled in the arms of Feng Lingran. He sniffed the familiar cold fragrance of Feng Lingran. He suddenly felt that it was still good at Feng Lingran’s side. There is no danger in drinking.

Beautiful man, I will follow you later...

The little fox was thinking about it, and the fluffy cheeks licked on the soft, silky chest robes of Feng Ling, and slowly closed his eyes.

Not a while.

The little fox fell into a coma, not sleeping, being comatose.

Feng Lingran looked at the little fox in his arms and felt its strangeness. He hugged his eyebrows and walked out with a little fox. He said to the soldiers outside the camp: "This king commands you, and now he is rushing to the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Regent Wangfu, let the housekeeper Qin Wen send people to find Wan Yuyu, within three days, must bring people to Kyushu City."

"Follow the order, the general."

Feng Ling turned back to the camp and looked at the little fox in his arms. The slender fingers gently touched it on it, and the black scorpion flashed his worries.

In the middle of the night, it turned into a dawn, and then blinked, and even in the evening.

The little fox on the bed, after falling asleep last night, has not been awake until now. It breathes very lightly, and the white hair loses its original luster.

Feng Ling is locked in the eyebrows, and is kept by the little fox. The seemingly calm black scorpion hides anxiety.