The night before the "competition", Feng Ling went into Xiao Yu’s room.

At this moment, Xiao Yu just took off his clothes, and a white little foot squatted on the water surface of the tub. He heard the knock on the door and turned to see the handsome man who came in. She fell into the bathtub in shock.

A slender finger lifted her up from the tub, and the warm water slid down from the top of her head, and Feng Ling squinted.

"Seeing this king, what are you panic?"

Xiao Yu spit out the water in his mouth, rubbed his uncomfortable eyes, looked up and saw Feng Ling’s magnified face, and she breathed a little.

"Feng Lingran, I am taking a shower, what do you come in?"

Moreover, the man did not knock on the door. Did he regard it as the regent palace?

Xiao Yu hands on his chest, his body shrinks into the water.

"This king is not interested in your small body." Feng Ling saw her shrinking down, and the black scorpion flashed unpleasant.

Xiao Yu's exquisite little blush is red: "Feng Lingran, you go out first, have something to say, wait for me to shower and say."

Feng Lingran black and deep looked at Xiao Yu for a moment, did not go out, thin lips and shallow hook: "Soon and early is the king of the king, not to mention the king has not seen you this small body."

Is he not planning to go out?

The warm water swelled like a layer of transparent tulle, half-small red face, thinking of that night, when he hit her ass, she took off all her clothes, Xiao Yu wet hanging The slender feathers of the water droplets trembled like two black butterflies trembled in the rain.

"What is the matter?"

"No hurry, it’s not too late to wait until you take a shower."

Xiao Yu felt that he put her small body in the water, she was flashing in the middle of it, some did not understand, Feng Lingran what does this mean?

Slender fingers, licking the water, slowly fell on her tender shoulders. Xiao Yu slightly shivered and turned to look at him.

"I will wash myself."

"This king knows."

"..."

Feng Lingran to help her wash, Xiao Yu has no way, can only sit in the tub, let him "serving".

Feng Ling looked at Xiao Yu and saw her look smooth. The long lashes were a little nervous and tremble. He smirked with a smile, and his slender fingers slid down from her smooth and soft back.

Xiao Yu bounced from the water, his face was red, his chest turned and he looked at Feng Lingran: "You...what are you doing?"

"Hip does not hurt? Um?"

When Xiao Yu heard Feng Lingran’s words, he almost didn’t have a sigh of blood. When did she think of her ass? When I was playing, why didn’t I think?

"Do you know the pain?" Xiao said sarcastically.

Feng Lingran took the angry little girl out of the water, and slipped his little arm, he almost couldn’t catch it.

"Hey, don't move."

The little girl's body is as white as the nourishment of the jade in the water. There is no such thing as the six tails that should have disappeared. Feng Lingran showed her small body, and the darkness was dark.

Xiao Xiao’s small feet were pinched by his legs, and a long arm slid her naked body in his arms. He was not in a hurry to wear clothes for her.

Xiao Yan blushes and bites a small mouth. This man, who used to be a cold person, will tell her that men and women don’t kiss each other. What happened now? It’s not hard to see her naked. Still taking it for granted?

Feng Ling did not let go of her, with Xiao Yu, there is no way, she simply did not struggle, buried his face in his chest.

Feng Lingran’s heart moved slightly, and the twilight gradually deepened. After a while, he slowly said: “Hey, the dowry of Miss Sorrow’s dowry appears, the road to the outside world will open, and the king will send you out, remember, After going out, I must leave the forbidden city at the fastest speed.” Feng Lingran stuffed a token in Xiao Yu’s hand: “With the king’s token, let Qin Guan take you back to Dongjin.”

Xiao Xiao’s little face was removed from his arms and looked at the cold token in his hand. He was the tiger symbol of the three armed forces.

Xiao looked at Feng Lingran with amazement, and the bottom flashed a bit: "You... why should you give me the tiger?"

"This king said, will not let you have something." He looked at her, twilight and serious.

"You didn't promise to take me away because the road to the outside world must be opened when the slave girl's dowry appears, right?" Xiao Yu frowned, why didn't he say it earlier? Did she misunderstand him for so long? She even went to Nangong, and wanted Nangong to take her away.

Feng Ling looked at Xiao Yu, did not speak, slender fingers, smoothing the folds of her eyebrows: "Children, don't always frown."

"Feng Lingran, you answer me."

"Since you know it, you are a little farther away from Nangong."

"..." What is this with?

Xiao Yu changed the Hu Fu to Feng Lingran's hand and hugged his waist with his hands: "I don't want your token, I have to go together."

Feng Lingran felt her movements, her body was slightly tight, her eyes fell on her snowy jade, her face was getting darker and her breathing was a little hot. He squeezed the tiger's hand in his hand and closed his eyes. This little fox is so big, what is he thinking?

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The blink of an eye is the next day.

The slaves are holding Xiao Yu, the body is warm, and the medicine is very strong: "Miss, there are a lot of people outside, most of them come to participate in the recruitment, and there is a good show."

Xiao Yu sniffed the scent of the slave, and he felt comfortable for a while: "Slavery, will the dowry appear today?"

The slave smiled and nodded. "Well, miss the lady, the lady's dowry, the slave will never allow it to fall into the hands of anyone. Those are all ladies, and none of them are qualified."

Xiao Yu saw the **** darkness in the peach eyes of the slave, and she was shocked. She thought that Feng Ling would be in danger. She gradually tightened her fingers.

"Sir, can you promise me something?"

"Miss, though told."

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and his clear eyes were on the peach blossoms of the slaves.

"They have saved my life and promised me, even if the dowry appears, don't hurt them."

The slaves frowned slightly, but they came to grab the lady's dowry. If they didn't kill them, would they be willing to give up?

"Miss, you are so kind."

"Nu, do you promise me?"

Xiao Yu suddenly grabbed the slave's arm and hoped to look at the slave.

The slaves looked at Xiao Yan’s eyes in the eyes. For a moment, he sighed: "Miss Mou, how can the slaves refuse to accept you? The slaves promise you, as long as they don’t hurt the lady, the slaves will not kill. they."

Xiao Yu heard the words, and his heart sighed with relief. As long as the slaves did not do it to them, when the dowry appeared, everyone had the opportunity to leave.

hope everything is fine!

When I came to the front door of the "Ling Palace", I saw all kinds of people who came to participate in "inviting relatives". There were also sons and sons, and there were also five big and three strong brawny men, as well as wearing different clothes.

These people, Xiao Yu are not concerned, she looked for Feng Lingran, but found that Wan Yuyu came, Feng Ling did not come.

Xiao Yu’s heart was somewhat lost. He felt countless pairs of eyes toward her, and there was a scream, and Xiao Yu suddenly became the focus of attention.

The slave pupa squinted a little, the cool voice: "Do you want your eyes?"

Everyone’s sight, suddenly removed, these people seem to be afraid of slaves.

When the slaves swept a circle and saw some "inferior quality", the peach blossoms flashed disgust: "The ugly ugly roll, good-looking stay."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, no one left.

No one wants to admit that he is ugly.

The slave snorted: "Would you like me to be hands-on? Um?"

The men who felt that they were growing badly turned and left, forget it! It doesn't matter if you don't do the son-in-law of the palace.

Those who are discouraged are all pretty looks. They are praised for their appearance both in the family and in the family, and they have the confidence they have left behind.

The slaves swept the people who stayed and felt okay. They said, "Get started!"

There were about a dozen people left behind, all of them went down the battle, and they fought a battle.

Xiao Yu was on the stage, Wan Yuyu and the dark night were also there, and her mouth was pumping.

These two people are really enough.

The slaves saw that the Nangong Temple was still standing under the ring, and the corner of the mouth was slightly hooked: "There is another time for the fragrance. If Feng Lingran and Nangong Temple have not yet fallen on the stage, they will be disqualified."

The voice of the slave is not small. Nangong can hear it clearly. He glanced at the slave and his eyes moved to Xiao Yu’s face. He smiled Xiao Xiao and could pour the city.

Xiao Yu’s apex jumped, the heart was decisive, and the scorpion was a little confused. Looking at the Nangong Temple not far away, she held her heart and gasped slightly. Don’t think about him, don’t think about him. Her favorite person is Feng Ling. Of course.

"Miss, what happened to you?"

The slaves felt the color of Xiao Yu, raised their eyebrows, and followed Xiao Yu’s line of sight. The slaves saw the Nangong Temple. The cold moon-like shackles seemed to have a pair of bone claws, sticking out and hooking Xiao Yu. The soul of the child.

The slave's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper, and suddenly he raised his hand. One palm waved to Nangong, and Xiao Yu had not had time to stop it. Nangong was thrown into the ring by the slapper of the slave.

"What's new? It's good to be long, let this son come to teach you about martial arts." A beautiful man with a sword in his hand sees the picturesque face of Nangong as pale, and at first glance he knows that it is pathological white. People still go to the ring, want to Miss Ling Palace? Not looking for death?

Nangong Emei, not ready yet, the sword in the hands of a beautiful man stabbed over...

Xiao Yu's heart returned to normal, her look gradually calmed down, and the slave lifted her hand sleeves and tried to make her face less cold sweat on her forehead.

"Nangong Temple is born with a fascination, you have to look at his eyes, you will fall into the dream of his weaving." The slave's peach blossoms flashed through the bloodthirsty cold light: "This man is too arrogant, dare For the young lady, the slave is going to kill..." He.

In the latter case, the slaves stopped in time.

When the six people were still on the stage, Feng Ling came, just about the time of a fragrant incense. He looked at Xiao Yan in the slave's arms and flew to the ring. Q8zc