The wild boiled pork of the soldiers was tender and out of focus, and they took the initiative to cut the best dumplings and sent them to the hands of Nangong and Xiao Yu.

After Xiao Yu finished eating, a soldier rushed over and squatted in front of Nangong.

"Report..."

Nangong 湚 slightly frowned, his eyes fell on the injured right arm of the soldier.

"The soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty set up an ambush in the entrance to the Shenji Valley. The army entered 50,000 people, almost all the troops were wiped out." The soldier's face showed a deep expression.

Xiao Yu heard the words, and the shock of his heart was not because the Nanling soldiers were almost completely annihilated, but the subordinates of Nangong Temple had begun to attack the medical valley.

Xiao Yu has a strong uneasiness, Feng Lingran's temper, will never let the enemy "bull" to the door of the house to fight back. What happened to Feng Ling? Is the cold poison on his body unclear?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu was anxious, but on the surface was pretended to be calm.

Nangong’s face was cold and cold, and the moon-like black scorpion resembled a dark abyss. After a while, his thin lips opened: “Tomorrow, the palace will personally lead the troops to see the gods.”

When Nangong was finished, his eyes turned to Xiao Yan’s beautiful face, and Xiao Xiao’s face was expressionless. He took Xiao Yu’s hand: “Hey, wait for me here, wait for me to come back and take you home.”

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, glanced at Nangong and held her big palm, and said with a smile: "How do you know that you will come back victoriously? If you lose, you will give the gods like the dead soldiers today." The flowers and trees are chemical fertilizers."

"Don't let go, do you dare to curse the death of His Royal Highness?"

The soldiers who roast the wild boars all took out the swords at the waist, facing Xiao Yu, watching Xiao Yu’s eyes, as if looking at the enemies who hated them.

They really doubt that this woman is not the Prince of the Prince? If so, why doesn't she care about her husband's safety? Speaking of such a long Dongdong morale to destroy the Nanling prestige?

"I don't want to be unreasonable to the Prince. I will put the sword to the palace."

Nangong’s eyes and tails swept the soldiers behind him, and the cold voice revealed a warning.

No one dared to defy Nangong, the soldiers could not understand Xiao Yu, and they could only accept the sword in their hands.

Nangong湚 took Xiao Yu’s hand and left, walking on the road, he suddenly said: “If Feng Ling is dead in the hands of the palace, will you be sad?”

Xiao Yu’s heart snorted and said: “He will not die.”

Nangong twilight looked at the distance, his mouth was slightly pulled, and said: "If I die in the hands of Feng Lingran? Are you sad?"

Xiao Yan's lips, not talking, her words, as if by default.

Xiao Yu also knows that this is not good for him. It is not conducive to his own escape. He will make the Nangong Temple a very deep person in the city and guess more. But this incident, she can't take the conscience to give Nangong a favorite answer.

If she is in front of the lives of Nangong and Feng Lingran, she will not hesitate to choose Feng Lingran.

Nangong smiled, and the smile on his lips was like the innocent snow lotus in his heart. There was no smile in his shackles, and the coldness was like a hail.

Nan Gongyi sent Xiao Yu to the carriage. When he entered, he suddenly clicked on her acupuncture point, reached out and grabbed her, put her flat in the carriage, and confronted her angry eyes, his fingers gently on her cheek. Stroke.

"I heard that Feng Ling is dangerous. You don't want me to perfuse me?" He sneered and said: "You are really a cold-blooded little fox."

His fingers touched her pink and seductive lips, dark and dark, and lightly scraped in her white teeth.

Xiao Yu was annoyed and opened his mouth. He bit his finger and felt the **** smell spread in her mouth. Nangong was not hurting, even the brow did not wrinkle, and did not bother her to bite him.

Xiao Yu has some accidents. Her teeth are very good. If she bites this way, she will bite his fingers.

Xiao Yu’s heart is gone. He is screaming at the Nangong Temple. Does this man really want her to bite off his fingers before she is willing?

"I said, I allow you to hurt me, you bite my finger, I will not blame you, this is my permission."

Nan Gongyi looked at her beautiful little face with a fire, and the blood stayed behind her mouth, which made people feel excited.

Xiao Yan’s forehead’s blue veins jumped a bit, and suddenly he felt that Nangong’s cockroaches had been abused. This man and Feng Lingran were really the opposite. One likes to abuse others and one likes to be abused.

Xiao Yu came out of his finger, and the rust in her mouth made her very uncomfortable: "Nan Gong, you are enough, do you want to be perfunctory by others? Or are you perfunctory and accustomed to others? Comfortable?"

Xiao Yu spits out the **** smell in her mouth, and the saliva mixes with blood to smear her lips, leaving her lips...

Nangong 湚 black scorpion stayed in her lips, his throat rolled a little, did not offend her, took a piece of slug from the sleeve, wiped the saliva and blood of her mouth.

"Well, do you still remember our bet? There are two days in the last two days, no matter who you like in your heart, two days later, you can only have one in your heart." Nangong 湚 gently touched Her head: "You are tired, take a rest!"

Nangong Yu left the carriage and did not return until the evening.

In Xiao Yu’s mind, Nangong’s words were heard during the day. She licked her mouth and her face was cold. She would not leave with Nangong. She must find a way to unlock the acupuncture points and leave here.

Xiao Yu didn't sleep this night. He has been working hard, but the repair in the body is not enough to open the acupuncture point. When it lasts until late at night, a moonlight comes in through the gap of the window and shoots in Xiao Yu's eyebrows.

She suddenly felt that her eyebrows were slightly hot, although she could not see the changes in her eyebrows, but she could see this unusual moonlight.

Xiao Yu felt that the hot eyebrows seemed to have a force to get into her limbs, and she plunged into every cell of her body. The cells in her body were in vigorous movement. Gradually, there was a warm current in her dantian. The warmth is getting more and more, as if it is a sea.

Xiao Yu had some uncontrollable snoring. She gave off a grand white light. The carriage was torn apart by white light. The acupuncture point on her body was untied. Standing under the moonlight, Xiao Yu’s body was like a condensation. White light, she is full of strength.

Xiao Yu’s heart is overjoyed, and the beautiful little face is shining, and the flower petals are like the pen of God.

The guards beside the carriage were shaken out, and the guards who were not far away heard the sound, and they all turned around in shock.

Xiao Yu saw it, and the darkness in the heart was not good. It disappeared extremely quickly in the night sky. Her speed, no one even saw what was going on?