Xiao Yu’s words made Xiao Yu’s heart very uncomfortable. Even if the child was a slave girl, Feng Ling would not be a child.

Suddenly, a slender big palm wiped her half-faced cheek, and the place where the fingertips were rubbed was the place that was touched by the thin lips of Nangong.

Xiao Yu’s slender eyelashes trembled like a butterfly wing, and the heart gradually accelerated. Feng Ling was clean and he was mindful.

I thought that Feng Ling had almost killed Nangong, and Xiao Yu’s eyelashes were even worse. She closed her eyes and rubbed her lips. The small hands were tightly held, and I couldn’t hold my heart.

Feng Lingran looked at the little girl who was narrowing her eyes. Although she let her wipe her face, her expression was very stiff and her eyelashes trembled. What seemed uncomfortable?

Feng Ling was squinting, and the black scorpion was ups and downs.

"Kids, don't toast, don't eat and drink fine wine, in front of the Linggongmen, you have no qualifications for rejection." Xiao Yu suddenly lifted his foot and kicked it on the hind leg of Nangong, and Nangong licked his pain and knees to the ground. When the knees were about to touch the ground, Nangong’s hand held the ground, resisted the pain, and stood up again.

He, Nangong Temple, the imperial hall of Nanling, in addition to the parents of heaven and earth, no one is qualified to be embarrassed by him, let alone the eyes of the eyes?

"Kid, it's quite a bit of a bone." Xiao Yu's eyes flashed through the cold dark light, and the yin and yang smiled: "I appreciate your bones. It's better than this. Waiting for you to be the son-in-law of the Ling Palace, I will send you a can." How about the unification of the outside world?"

"His Royal Highness..." The night endured the huge pain of the broken ribs, holding the sword in his hand, and the red blood was hanging in the corner of his mouth. His eyes stared at Xiao Yu in an angry way. If it wasn’t for Nanbang’s blocking eyes, the night was only I am afraid that I will be rushing to Xiaoyu.

Your Highness, you cannot be humiliated.

"Don't doubt me, since you came here, you should know what precious treasures my sister left behind." Xiao Yu's hand was placed on the shoulder of Nangong's shackles, pressing hard, and the shoulders of Nangong's shoulders slammed .

Xiao Yu made a look to Xia Er.

Cherish the brain is blank, the heartbeat has lost the frequency, Xiao Yu’s words seem to ring in the ear, kissed the Nanling Highness, proved her identity, Feng Wangye is also her.

In the past, things that I never dared to think about now fall on her head. She seems to have been specially cared for by God. In just a few days, she has turned from a slaveless mother to a high-spirited princess.

Cherished her bite, raised her hands, and held the picturesque face of Nangong, her heart was like a drum, she pouted, kissed...

The South Palace is like a cold moon, suddenly a cold, this low-lying girl, really dare?

The Nangong 湚 black pheasant 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽 羽

Four eyes are opposite.

Xiao Yu’s heart is sore, and she thinks that her lips will fall on the thin lips of Nangong. Her heartache can’t breathe. It’s an instinct. It’s an instinctive reaction. I know that this can’t be separated from Nangong. Relationship, Xiao Yu still had to slide down from Feng Lingran's arms.

This kind of pain, she does not want to continue to bear. Q8zc

"It is difficult for a strong man to be mean and shameless."

Xiao Yu’s figure appeared very quickly behind the cherished child. She stumbled on her foot. Xiao Xiao’s small face was carved white, and her forehead had fine cold sweat.

"Miss."

The slaves are not cherished, but Xiao Yu, the peach blossoms suddenly slammed: "Xiao Wei, you stop, I am not allowed to hurt the lady."

Xiao Yu’s cold black scorpion flashed through the killing, and the palm of his hand smashed it toward Xiao Yu’s head.

"Hey, be careful."

After a thousand miles, Nangong began to open Xiao Yu into his arms, and Xiao Yu’s palm fell on the back of Nangong.

"His Royal Highness."

The night screamed wildly, and the eyes of the scarlet murdered to Xiao Yu.

The fragrance of Nangong’s body was introduced into Xiao’s nose, familiar and strange. Her little face left his chest. What thick liquid dripped on her forehead, one drop, two drops, flowed down, and the shocking bright red It is the blood of Nangong Temple.

Xiao Yu’s heart seemed to be stabbed with a knife, and she couldn’t breathe. She looked up and saw the mouth of Nangong’s mouth, all red blood, still dripping down.

Xiao Yu red eyes: "Nan Gong, you are fine, nothing, Wan Yuyu is still there, he is a **** doctor, he has a magic medicine."

Nangong湚 raised her palm and placed it on her head. She gently touched it. The thin lips stained with blood twitched a bright red smile. She looked at her gently and gently: "Hey, I never thought about hurting." You are a minute, do you believe me?"

Xiao Yu squinted a little, with tears in his eyes, looking at the weak face of Nangong: "Nan Gong, don't say anything, keep your strength, wait until your injury is good."

Nangong stunned and shook his head: "I have used all my strengths, but I still lost." He stunned and vomited a blood, dripping on his chest. He continued: " Losing to Feng Lingran, I am convinced that I am not convinced that I can't win the women I like."

Xiao Yu’s tears slid over her cheek and cried: “Don’t say, I don’t want to hear this. You gave me a sigh. If you have an accident, I will be finished. Nangong 湚, you will do well, at least to me. Can you understand it?"

"Not good, if you solve it, how can you remember me?"

Nangong湚 raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face. She spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in her mouth. The fingers slipped weakly across her cheeks and softened...

"Nangong Temple." Xiao Yu burst into tears.

The slave's long nails attacked Xiao Yu and heard Xiao Yu's painful cry. His heart followed the embarrassing discomfort. The peach blossoms stared at Xiao Yu bloody.

"Xiao Yu, you are a beast, today is your death."

"Nu, you recognize the thief as the owner of the goods, you are dead and faceless to face my sister under the spring."

After that, the two men fought again.

"Hanling of Nanling, His Majesty of Nanling..." Xier did not expect this to happen. She climbed to the side of Nangong Temple. She looked at the floor with her eyes closed, her face pale and pale, and her trembling fingers. , stretched out toward him.

"Don't touch him." Xiao Yu suddenly pushed away the cherished child, and he stared at the red and angry stare at the cherished child: "People can't be shameless to this point, knowing that he is not willing, but also for personal desire, to force me. I really regret that I shouldn’t have called Feng Lingran to take you back."

Xi Er fell to the ground, burst into tears, grabbed a handful of mud and smashed it on Xiao Yu’s face: "What good thing are you? You are entangled with the phoenix lord, but you have thought about the temple of Nanling. It’s not that you rushed over. Nanling’s Highness will not be hurt to save you. Xiao Yu, you are the most selfish and **** person.”

Xiao Yu closed his eyes, his face was bitten by the sputum, but it was not as tearing in his heart, and the tears continued to slide down his cheeks.

Does she want this? She didn't want to do this at all, but her heart was too painful, she couldn't control...

Cherish, what do you know?

A pair of black-colored moiré boots appeared in Xiao Yu’s side. The child was slightly shocked and full of tears. He lifted up and saw the handsome man, and his face was as cold as a hail. The heart is shaking.

"Wang Ye..."

The black boots suddenly moved, kicking the dirt on the ground, and squatting on the face of the cherished child, her tiny mouth was too late to close, took a bite of mud, and her face was also drawn by the flying stones. broken.

"Wang Wang, the future king of the king, will not be able to teach you a lesson."

Cherished his eyes open and looked at Feng Lingran unbelievably.

"Wang Ye, she is to Nan Xiong's Highness..."

The cold light flashed, and a sword pointed at the tongue in the mouth of the child.

"The king of the future Wang Hao, there is no interest in a waste."

I am afraid that the atmosphere of the child is afraid to come out, and it is cold and soft, and there is no doubt. If she dares to say more than one word, Feng Lingran’s sword will wear her throat.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes, and the next moment, he was picked up. He held her weak waist with one arm, pinched her cheek with one hand, and looked at her dirty face coldly. That look, like to make her a thousand.

"Feng Lingran, I..."

"This king knows that you are being shackled by the South Palace and will make such ridiculous things."

He heard it? Xiao Yu’s heart trembled, so would Feng Lingran forgive her for her last resort?

Wan Haoyu's finger pressed on the wrist of Nangong's shackle. After a moment, he looked up: "If the qi is a hairspring, singularly, do you want to take this opportunity and kill him?"

Xiao Yu’s heart was tight, and he grabbed Feng Ling’s arm. The little face turned white and phoenixly shook his head. He cried: “Feng Lingran, don’t kill him, he is dead, I am afraid I will die.”

Wan Yuyu's eyes shifted to Xiao Yu's crying face. Emei said: "Little fox, do you not trust the son's medical skills? In this world, only Laozi can grab people from the hands of the king."

"Yu Saobao, you are less bragging, you are so powerful, how could you not find me in the middle?"

Wan Hao’s mouth was soaked, and the wrist of Nangong’s wrist was thrown away. He stood up and pinched Xiao’s pulse.

After a while.

Wan Yuyu has not let go of Xiao Yu’s pulse.

The phoenix rushed to the eyebrows, and the black cockroaches flashed through the unknown darkness.

Waited for a while.

Wan Yuyu pinched the pulse of Xiao Yu and smiled: "Little fox, are you lying to us? Your pulse is normal, there is no sign of lieutenant." I think that my guess is very reasonable. He looks at the Nangong Temple on the ground. Continue to say: "To tell the truth, little fox, are you confused by the beauty of Nangong's beauty? Want to make a lieutend lie if you want to pedal two boats?"

Xiao Yuqi’s withdrawal of his wrist: “If you don’t have the skills, don’t brag.”

"Who is okay? If this son calls the medical world the second, no one dares to call the first."

Xiao Yu lazy Li Wan Yu Yu, this person bragging the kung fu first-class, she looked at Feng Lingran, now the only hope, Feng Lingran can believe her, if he does not believe her, she is afraid that after the death of Nangong, he also Followed by the finished egg.

"Feng Lingran, are you trusting me?"