The slave looked back to the fluffy face of the little fox: "Miss, they also saved your life?"

The little fox nodded. At the beginning of the snowy mountain, it was indeed thanks to Nangong Temple. If it is not Nangong, it is impossible to rescue the purple clothes from the ice.

The slaves smiled and said to the dark night: "Since you also have a life-saving grace for my lady, I am looking for forgiveness."

I saw the slave in the dark night, and nodded slightly, no longer talking.

The slave’s line of sight moved to the jade surface of Nangong Temple. The red dragonfly flashed through the color and smiled and said: “Why is the son, jade-faced? Doesn’t it really show people?”

"Get used to it." Nangong said faintly.

"The eyes of the son are very beautiful, and it must be a good color under the jade."

"The slave girl praises."

The slave's brows are slightly picking, the blushing lips are rising, and the laughter is a bit evil.

The little fox licked the Minnan Palace and smashed the slave. The collar of the red robe covered the neck of the slave. Does it not see if he has a throat? In the coffin, the slave's nails cut through the neck, it had a chance to see, but at that time was too scared, it is impossible to have the mind to see if the slave is a man or a woman, and missed the opportunity.

However, Nangong Yi believes that the slave girl, the slave should be a girl. Moreover, if the slave is a man, it will definitely refute Nangong.

The little fox sniffs and sniffs, can't resist the smell of roast chicken. It opens its mouth, sips a bit, bites the meat of a roast chicken, and eats the mouthful of oil.

Suddenly.

A strong wind came, and the slaves were in the air and saw the little fox being robbed by Feng Lingran.

The slaves suddenly became angry, and the red scorpion was like blood. The cold stare at Feng Lingran, and the nails were taken back, and they were mad, and for a moment, they became sharp and long, as if they were stained with blood.

Jun Zhanben saw the slaves put a warning on the Nangong Temple and the dark night, and wanted to use the "benefit of life" to let the slaves say where the "things" are. Now that Feng Lingran’s move was mixed, the slave was furious and he could not ask.

Feng Ling is really bad, and it is a bad thing for him and his Royal Highness.

The little fox fell into the arms of Feng Lingran, and the roast chicken was still in his mouth. When Feng Ling grabbed a little fox from the slave's arms, he grabbed it together with the roast chicken.

"Hey..."

The little fox saw the slaves become terrible, the sharp claws came to catch the phoenix, and it shook his head and shook his claws at the slave.

Feng Ling is still cold and cold, and the hands are oozing a strong internal force, ready to work with slaves.

This little fox is his, no matter who he is, he is not qualified to take the little fox away from him.

The slave had arrived in front of Feng Lingran, and saw a little fox kept Feng Lingran. His red dragonfly flashed, and the sharp nails did not rush to the phoenix. He said sadly: "Miss, he still has It’s not your husband, you just keep him. If he is your husband, don’t you want to be a slave?”

Feng Ling heard the words, and the heart moved, and the internal force in his hand received more than half, and the black fox looked at the little fox in his arms.

The little fox's cheeks are reddish, but fortunately there are white hairs that are hidden and will not be seen by anyone.

"Oh..." Slave, don't talk nonsense.

"Miss, slaves don't care, you can't abandon slaves if you have a husband."

The slave took away the sharp claws and took a look at the phoenix. If it wasn't for the lady, he would kill the self-righteous man.

"……"Little Fox.

A false alarm.

Wan Yuyu breathed a sigh of relief and saw the slaves and red dragons have been turning around the little fox. Wan Yuyu really wants Feng Ling to give the little fox to the slave, why bother for the little fox, the slave Not happy?

Don't forget, this forbidden place is the world of slaves, and the slave is the Lord. If she lets anyone die, she must die.

"The slave girl, the old man begged you, let go of my second son! He also knows your lady, you look at this, let me become normal!"

Leng Huayong has tears and tears. He has no blood Dan, but even if it is, it is made from the blood of the little fox body, and he dare not take it out again. Now the only hope is pinned on the little fox, I hope that the little fox can be merciful, so that the red corpse will not turn cold and cold into shackles.

When I saw it, I suddenly picked up my robes and squatted in front of the little fox. It seemed to have made some kind of decision: "As long as you are willing to let my two brothers, I will be cold in the future. This life is yours."

If he is cold and still can't see that the little fox can understand the human language, he is really an idiot.

The little fox is cold in his heart. What does it have to do with this life?

It’s ridiculous.

The little fox licked the roast chicken, and smashed it into a cold, cold, cold, cold heart, and inexplicably wanted to laugh, the adulterer did not expect that he would have such a day?

Hahaha...

The little fox has no cold birds, it eats a lot of cold and cold, and now has the opportunity to fix him. Why should he let him go?

Don't forget this father and son. After catching it, let's put the blood on it and use it to change his two brothers. It is not a Bodhisattva of all living beings. Why do you want to be compassionate?

For the father and son of Leng Huayong and Lengbu, no one sympathizes with them, except for the cherished children.

"Little fox, you see them so poor, you let the slave girl put the son!"

Some of them did not dare to look at the eyes of the slaves. Even the red robes on the slaves didn’t dare to look at them. Every time they looked at it, she seemed to smell the smell of death, and she seemed to see the horrible female ghost. Stop shaking.

The little fox chewed the roast chicken in his mouth and glared at the cherished child who spoke for the cold and cold. He directly refused the cherished child and shook his head.

Poor?

Don't be kidding. When it was caught cold and cold, when you bleed, why didn't you see cold Huayong and cold pity?

That time, it almost died...

What the cherished children still want to say, was chilled by Feng Lingran's eyes, and her heart trembled, and she would swallow it if she wanted to blurt out. She did not dare to plead for the cold.

The slave boy was stunned by the coldness on the ground, kicking him in the cold chest and kicking him out.

"When the lady didn't talk, she didn't let go. Who would dare to say more, I will turn him into a servant of the underground palace."

The slaves frowned, and the red and cold swept through the cold and the cherished children. He hated others to let the lady do what she did not want to do.

Xiaer felt the sight of the slaves and evil spirits. The hairs of the whole body were erected, the back was cold, and his face was white. Where would you dare to say another?

"Cold and cold is like this. He is also self-satisfied. No one wants to plead for him any more. Don’t provoke the slave girl to be unhappy." Wan Yuyu saw the wind and rudder, laughing and saying to the slave: "We are so many people." Tired, do the slave girls find a place to rest first, let us take a break?"

The slave looked at Wan Yuyu and looked back at the little fox who was roasting chicken in Feng Lingran’s arms. “It’s very easy. Give me the lady first.”

Feng Ling is frowning, and the bottom of the dragon flashes through the dark.

Wan Yuyu saw that he was unwilling from the expression of Feng Lingran, but now, at this time, Feng Lingran should focus on the overall situation, not on the small fox. To take a step back, the little fox is a slave to the slave, even if Feng Ling put the little fox into the hands of the slave, the little fox will not have anything. Q8zc

Wan Yuyu really doesn't understand why Feng Lingran cares about the little fox like the wrong medicine?

"Lean, everyone is very tired, you still give the slave girl to the slave girl... to the slaves!" This is a very talkative statement, Wan Yuyu hopes that Feng Ling can understand his painstaking efforts.

Feng Ling suddenly swept away Wan Yuyu, holding the little fox in his arms, suddenly turned and left in the direction of coming in.

Everyone was scared.

Feng Lingran, is this going to go out?

"Stand up, where do you want to take my lady?"

The anger of the slaves was angered by Feng Lingran, and his red eyes were cold and staring at the back of Feng Lingran.

"Feng Lingran, everyone is not easy to enter the forbidden area, how can you put everyone down because of your own selfishness?"

At this moment, not only the slaves are angry, but the war is also angry.

When he opened the coffin, he was bitten off by a slave, and now the wound is still faintly painful. He paid such a big price, but he didn't want to leave without leaving anything. Moreover, if Feng Lingran took away the little fox, it would be an unknown for him and his Highness to leave here safely.

Nangong Temple and the dark night also sink their faces and watched the fascinating back of Feng Lingran.

The phoenix was stunned, and the slender fingers shunned the foxes in the snow and white hair. They said coldly: "It is the king, regardless of the past, the present, or the future, belongs to the king."

Such a hegemonic oath.

The roast chicken that had just smashed down in the little fox's mouth fell, and the small heart thumped and thumped.

Short oil!

Feng Lingran, are you telling me?

There was a weird laughter in the slave's mouth: "The lady never belongs to anyone, she only belongs to herself. And you, too arrogant, let me see, do you have any arrogant capital?"

The slaves are lightning fast, pointed nails, and fierce attacks.

If it is the average person, the slave, even if it does not kill the other party, it will certainly make the other side's back skin open.

Feng Lingran, not the average person, he suddenly turned, the cold sword in his hand cut the sharp nails of the slave, the tip of the sword pointed at the throat of the slave: "You want to die, this king can send you a ride."

"The sword is very fast, it is good," the slave's mouth smirked with a cold smile, and the broken nails came out again. The red robe suddenly sounded, and his sharp nails suddenly entangled the phoenix's cold sword. The other hand, the sharp nails pierced the chest of the phoenix, seemingly to scratch his chest and pull out the heart of Feng Lingran.

The little fox looked trembled, but at this moment, it felt a little bit wrong, and there seemed to be a heat flow in it, getting hotter and hotter.

As if thinking of something, the little fox suddenly shocked, and the heart was hard.

No way? Its luck will not be so good? This time... want to change people?