When Wan Yu’s hand was about to touch the elixir, he was suddenly caught. Wan Yuyu was carrying it up and saw Feng Ling’s cold as cold.

"Lust..."

Wan Yuyu’s words have not been finished yet, and the hand is smashed out of the coffin by Feng Lingran.

"Everyone sees something different. Don't you think there is something weird in this coffin?"

Feng Lingran’s voice made Wan Haoyu feel cold in the back.

correct! There is indeed a weirdness in this coffin, but he saw a glimpse of the elixir, and the excitement filled his brain. Except for wanting to reach out and take it, he forgot everything, and even the alertness was forgotten.

Wan Haoyu swallowed the cold saliva and asked: "Let's see what you saw in the coffin?"

Feng Ling then licked his thin lips and did not answer Wan Yuyu. He saw Xiao Yu being held in his arms by Nangong. He blinked his eyebrows and flashed cold light. The cold sword in his hand crossed over the coffin. A cold arc, Jianguang fierce, murderous. Q8zc

"His Royal Highness, be careful."

In the dark night, the Nangong Temple was pushed open, and the cold sword at the waist was taken out to meet the Jianguang, but it was forced back by the power of Jianguang.

When Nangong was pushed away, I was afraid that the little girl in my arms would fall, and wherever I met, I would hold him tightly and protect him in my arms. Suddenly, a slender hand with a slender hand stretched over, pinching the wrist of Nangong, and unloading it forcefully...

Nangong looked at Feng Lingran, who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. His wrist hurts, and he is about to break off. His black moon like a cold moon flashes through the dark light.

Hey.

The sound of broken bones.

The little girl in Nangong’s arms fell into the arms of Feng Lingran.

"Master." The bright red blood line hung in the corner of the night, and walked to the side of Nangong Temple. When he saw the hand of Nangong squatting down, his eyebrows were tight, and the black scorpion was worried and angry.

Xiao Yu fell into the arms of Feng Lingran, and heard the cry of the night fear. She thought of the sound of "咔嚓" just now, seems to have something broken? Suddenly, I thought that Feng Lingran’s shot on Nangong’s shackles, Xiao’s heart was tight. Instinctively turning to the face, I saw Nangong’s hand as if it was broken, and Xiao Yu’s heart seemed to be pinched, and it hurt.

"Nan Gong Yu." Her clear eyes, worried about watching Nangong, have forgotten, I am still in the arms of Feng Lingran.

Feng Lingran black sputum flashed the unpleasant darkness, and the slender fingers pinched Xiao Yu’s chin and moved her little face and life.

Xiao Yu’s heart was worried and nervous. The inexplicable hand that was cut off by Nangong’s hand dragged her emotions. This time, she was hurt by Feng Ling’s chin. When she saw Feng Ling’s handsome, her heart suddenly gave birth to a heart. Anger, almost swallowed her reason.

Xiao Yu raised his palm, and a crisp slap hit the face of Feng Lingran.

This slap, slammed everyone.

Even Xiao Yu was stunned by herself. She looked at her little hand with disappointment and was very shocked. How could it be? How could she suddenly beat Feng Ling?

"Feng Lingran, I..."

Xiao Yu wants to explain, seeing Feng Ling’s cold eyes, Xiao Yu’s voice is like being stuck in his throat.

"Xiao Wei, you are a white-eyed wolf, and you are so good to you. I didn't expect you to treat Ling Ran because of Nangong. If one day, Nangong and Lingran can only live one, can you For the Nangong Temple, killing Ling Ran?"

Wan Yuyu’s words are like a heavy hammer, and the hammer of the hammer is in the heart of Xiao Yu’s heart, and her heart is bleeding.

Xiao Yu shook his head and said in a panic: "No, I won't do that."

The person she likes is Feng Lingran! How could it be for the Nangong to kill Feng Lingran?

Wan Yuyu looked coldly at Xiao Yu, who was shaking his head. The lips sneered and sneered at the laughter: "Don't pretend, Xiao Wei, just that slap, isn't it already clear?" Suddenly, continue Said: "How? Going to Nanling Palace, after seeing the true content of Nangong Temple, I was fascinated? Xiao Yu, if you like Nangong Temple, you can say it directly. Lingran may complete you and Nangong Temple, you are biased. Do not say, with Lingran back to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, what purpose do you have?"

"I don't have it." Xiao Yu suddenly yelled at Wan Hao.

Her brain is now very chaotic. She doesn't know why she suddenly started to rush to Feng Lingran. She already knew that Nanling and Dongjin were hostile. Nangong and Feng Lingran were hostile in the morning and evening, even if they were worried about Nangong Temple. The hand, she should not blame Feng Lingran's head.

I am afraid that if I say it now, no one will believe her, and she will feel that she is arguing.

However, she hopes that Wan Yuyu will not say anything more, and Wan Yuyu’s words are provoking Feng Ling’s trust in her.

Wan Yuyu obviously is not prepared to let Xiao Yu open his mouth and open his mouth. What else do you want to say...

Fresh red sharp nails are drawn, with a **** horror. Wan Yuyu’s heart stunned and scared back.

The slave is red and bloody, staring at Wan Yuyu: "You are really ashamed of this person's mouth, it is better to tear it off."

Wan Yuyu scared his mouth and stunned, shaking his head at the slave.

Don't say it, don't say it, he said nothing.

Wan Yuyu was upset in the heart, how did he forget that the little fox had a slave, such a thing that was not good?

The slaves sneered at the cold, and did not continue to shoot against Wan Yu, not wanting to tear the mouth of Wan Yuyu, but...

The slave turned and the red dragonfly moved to the face of Feng Ling who was hit by Xiao Yu’s half-faced face. The bottom of the glimmer flashed the glimmer, not being slapped by his family lady? What is this?

"Feng Lingran, if you dare to move her, I will kill your entire Dongjin people, let them become the servants of this palace, and sin on the ground every day for you."

The sound of the slaves' male and female makes the hearts of everyone cool, and her bright red eyes are like the infusion of countless blood. When the light is turned, it is purgatory, and the purgatory is dead and unsafe.

Nangong’s wrist was broken. He didn’t say anything, like a cold moon, watching Xiao Yu, watching Feng Lingran, and taking everyone’s expression into the eye. Xiao Xiao’s slap on Feng Ling’s slap, and Nan Gong’s surprise. He did not expect Xiao Yu to protect him like this.

The stunned child was shocked. When Xiao Yu slammed the phoenix, he was shocked for a long time, but he was not able to return to God, until Wan Haoyu accused Xiao Yu, and the heart of the child was slightly hurt, watching Feng Ling’s beautiful and unparalleled. The face, the girl named Xiao Yu, how can I bear to bear such a heavy hand to him?

When the child heard the slave threatening Feng Lingran, her heart trembled and the whole body was cold. How terrible is this red corpse? She knows, but is this red corpse lady not the little fox? Why did she suddenly maintain Xiao Xiao?

Feng Ling did not pay attention to the slaves, and the black and cold looked coldly at Xiao Yu, as if the two could only pierce the sharp arrows of Xiao Yu’s soul. Everyone saw that Feng Ling was very angry now, but no one could guess how he would punish the little girl in her arms in the next moment.

Xiao Yu shook his head at the slave and told him not to say it again. This incident was originally that she was wrong. She did not want to deepen the misunderstanding with Feng Lingran.

Xiao Yu bites the pink lips, and some dare not look directly at Feng Lingran's black scorpion. After a while, she feels a bit cold in Feng Lingran's arms, she shudders and said: "You don't be angry. I am wrong, I will not hit you again next time."

If it is ok, Xiao Yu really wants Feng Ling to hit her with a slap, but he is so cold and staring at her.

"Miss..."

The slave screamed.

When I hit it, I didn’t have to apologize to Feng Lingran. But it was a prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Did he also bow down with his lady to apologize?

"Next time? Um?"

Feng Ling has a thin lip and the sound is very cold.

Xiao Yu’s head shook like a rattle, and the small hand grabbed Feng Ling’s arm nervously: “No next time, no next time, Feng Lingran, you don’t get angry, I didn’t mean it.”

Feng Lingran looked at the little girl's eyes and panic and chaos, as if doing a wrong thing, his chill in the middle, gradually scattered.

Wan Yuyu looked at Feng Lingran, and his heart was very strange, didn't he? Feng Lingran was slap in the face of the little fox in the public, so easily forgive the little fox? Feng Lingran was really fascinated by the little fox, and he was so confused. He was really afraid of one day. Feng Ling was not dead in the hands of others, but the hand of the little fox.

Wan Yuyu felt the slave's gloomy gaze. His open mouth was closed again. The heart was dark and the slave, the **** red corpse, who had lived for so long, was too harmful. She just took it. It should have died a hundred times, the whole body rotted, oysters, and finally became a pile of white bones, and stayed in the palace.

The slaves chilled the whole body of Wan Yuyu, and his red dragonfly flashed through the darkness. This pouting, let go today, and one day, he will tear it by himself.

Those who bully him, there will be no good endings, and he will not give them a good end.

Cherished the child, she called Miss Xiao Yu, she was wide-eyed, and her heart was shocked. The little girl... is that little fox?

It is no wonder that slaves will maintain Xiao Yu in this way. So to speak... Xiao Yu is a small fox that is only a fine?

The heart of the child trembled and trembled, and it was too irritating. If she didn’t see it with her own eyes, she would probably never believe it. There is a little fox in this world who has cultivated into a fine.

Xiao Yu felt that the coldness of her body gradually disappeared. Her uneasy heart gradually relaxed and calmed down. Her hands and relatives licked the neck of Feng Lingran. Her small face leaned against his shoulder, and the small nose pointed out. Nothing against his handsome face with no dead ends.

Later, she never went to see Nangong again. His eyes were poisonous and his injuries would affect her.

Xiao Yu is not willing to think about why this is? I don't want to believe that I would like to go to Nangong Palace. Some feelings are doomed from the beginning. She has no feeling of heart for Nangong, she can be sure, but then...

Forget it, then a lot of things happened. She knows who the man she wants is enough.

Feng Ling was holding Xiao Yu, and the black cockroaches moved to the coffin again. When he saw the things inside, he frowned slightly.