The moustache was trembling, and there was a feeling of suffocation that the head was about to move. He cried uncomfortably: "Hey, hey! The sinner mistakenly caught the Queen's Empress, but before he could order it, how could he be tortured?"

What did the moustache suddenly think of, fierce eyes wide open, looking around who? There was a trembling voice in his mouth: "It’s the new official difference, and it’s privately used by the Queen’s Empress, others? How come?”

The mustache didn't find the official difference, and he saw the stall on the ground. He looked at the painful and weird blessing. He pointed to the blessing, as if he had caught a life-saving straw: "Fuzi, the new official difference is that you introduced it. How dare you dare to be so daring? Privately use the emperor's emperor's sentence? Emperor Mingjian! The sentence of the sinner is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

The moustache gave Feng Ling a slamming head, and the official hat squatted on one side, full of blood on his forehead.

The phoenix rushed through the impatience, and the fingers of the slender jade white stretched out, and the palm of the hand was sucked. The sword of Xiaoqi’s body broke out, the sword was fierce, and the right arm of the moustache was crossed. And it is on the neck of the moustache.

"what!"

After the moustache, he felt the pain, the voice just overflowed his throat, and there was a cold sword on his neck that would kill him at any time. The moustache swallowed the sound again, and the pain died, his face was distorted. To the extreme, horrified to see the emperor who mastered the power of killing.

“The most annoying officials who shirk their responsibilities.”

Feng Lingran’s voice was as cold as ice, and the jade fingers clenched the sword. The slightly twitching sword edge scratched the skin on the neck of the mustache, and the blood flowed out. The phoenix rushed through the blood and saw the small The blood of the beard's arm continually emerged. His black cockroaches had a strange change. It was like a violent beast with a head in his heart. He wanted to break off the iron shovel and come out to kill him crazy.

In particular, in this small space, the strong **** smell is also mixed with the **** smell that makes him deadly.

In a flash.

Feng Lingran's pupil is like a drop of red ink. After it is turned away, it replaces the black pupil and becomes **** and cruel.

With his finger moving, the sword cut off the head of the moustache, and the blood came out of the neck of the mustache, staining all the poor eyes.

However, the killing did not end, Feng Lingran with Xiao Yu where he passed, the official neck of the official has been cut down, blink of an eye, blood flow, the body is a piece.

Xiaoqi’s heart was very shocked. When he saw Feng Ling’s killing, he did not dare to stop it. Until Feng Ling left Xiao Yu’s departure, his beautiful baby face, this had a little expression, a look of fear.

That thing, almost no one knows, and for a long time let Xiaoqi gradually fade away, but I did not expect that today the master suddenly became like that, scarlet eyes, like the devil killing.

Xiaoqi took a good moment to return to God. I saw a few unfortunately not killed and the official pants were wet. There were water stains on the ground, and the face was exposed to the devil’s frightened expression.

The little seven baby's face returned to the normal color. When I walked over, I took out the knife of the official waist and sighed slightly: "If you blame, you will be blamed for being too stupid and angering the emperor."

Say it!

Xiaoqi directly cut the neck of all the officials, and their death is almost the same.

At this moment, Shangguan Yaner has passed out. Xiaoqi glanced at her and walked over to the wind, lifting the knife that was stained with blood.

The wind easily looked at Xiaoqi in horror, and trembled and said: "You...you want to kill me?"

Xiaoqi smiled indifferently: "Xiaoqi knows that you are the big cousin of Miss Sister. If you kill you, Miss Sister will definitely investigate this matter, and Xiaoqi will be unlucky."

The wind swallowed swallowing water and nodded fiercely: "Yes, you killed me, you will never let go of you. You also saw it, Feng Lingran... It was because of jealousy that they killed them."

Xiao Qidao: "It’s rare for you to see through. The master has not been like this for a long time."

When the wind easily thought of Feng Lingran's murder, the black scorpion turned into a scarlet, and even more terrible than the **** eyes of the slave, his heart shook.

Seeing that Xiaoqi’s knife was over his head, he might have cut his head in the next second, and the windy ridge had a fine cold sweat.

"Small seven, don't do this, I promise, I will not say anything about everything I see today."

"Wind brother, Xiaoqi only believes in the mouth of the dead! Don't blame Xiaoqi, the secret of the master, can not be known by anyone."

When the knife in the hand of Xiaoqi fell, he closed his eyes...

The wind is easy to open eyes and smell the feeling of death.

Jingle.

The sword in the hands of Xiaoqi was shocked.

The wind easily saw Nan Tianyu's figure, the tight body was loose, and his mouth spit out a breath.

"why you?"

Nan Tianyu saw the baby face of Xiaoqi, and stunned a little. This kid is the dark guardian around Feng Lingran, and the martial arts is not weak.

How can he kill the wind?

"Brother, do you know Xiaoqi?" The beautiful baby face smiled, the palm of his hand was numb, and Xiaoqi was secretly shocked. The man’s internal strength is strong and strong. If it is an enemy, it will be a strong enemy.

"Kids, we are not familiar, this brother, I can't afford it." Nan Tianyu looked up and down the small seven-one circle, sneered: "I have seen you before, I don't know you, but now, I know you Nantianyu. I have an advantage in this person, that is, I am not used to hurting myself, Xiaoqi, you dare to kill my apprentice, this account, we are now clear."

"Wind brother is your apprentice?" Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows, but did not expect Feng Yi to be so good, no martial arts foundation, Nan Tianyu this master will accept him as a disciple, to know that martial arts is learning sooner The better, it is like a child.

Feng Yi is an adult, and I don’t know how to learn it.

"How? Do you have any opinions?" Nan Tianyu will not see the eyes of Xiaoqi? This kid knows a fart? Wind is a good seed for cultivation, and his life is not simple.

Xiaoqi shrugged and said that he had no opinion.

"I don't kill unarmed people, Xiaoqi, you go to pick a weapon."

Xiaoqi glanced at the torture room, and his mouth was pumped. This is a blunt instrument for dealing with prisoners. It is not enough for Nantian Yujian.

Xiaoqi was a bit sad, but he took out a long whip and slammed it. He pulled out the whip in the air and went to Nantianyu.

Nan Tianyu's lips are cold and cold, and the sword is like a frost, welcoming a long whip.

The two played dozens of rounds, and Feng Yi saw that they were flashing in a small space. He couldn’t see his eyes when he was quick, and he was both afraid and excited.

Xiaoqi fell from the air, and there were several sword wounds on his body. His blood was on the eyes of Shangnan Tianyu. There was no fear at all. If you look closely, you will find Xiaobai’s dark pupils flashing with darkness. mango.

Nan Tianyu was a little bit strange, but still did not carelessly, the sword in his hand, stabbed the small seven throat.

A white shadow rushed and bite Nan Tianyu's right arm.

Suddenly, Nan Tianyu did not expect that the snow wolf's canine teeth were sharp and the eyes were infiltrated with the dark and dark light. Nan Tianyu had a soft hand and the sword fell to the ground, as if he were a ghost.

"Help! Monster!"

It is hard to imagine that Nan Tianyu would be afraid of a wolf.

No, he is just afraid that the eyes will emit green and dark creatures...

The snow wolf bites a blood hole on Nan Tianyu's arm. Seeing Nan Tianyu fleeing to Feng Yi's side, it licks his teeth, reveals fierce light, and wants to rush, but he is hugged by Xiaoqi.

"Gu, don't go, you can't beat him."

The blood of Xiao Qi’s body was red with the white wolf’s white hair. He hugged the snow wolf tightly and prevented the snow wolf from attacking Nan Tianyu.

The snow wolf is not afraid of Nan Tianyu. When he sees Nan Tianyu, his teeth and claws are itchy, and he wants to pounce on Nan Tianyu.

In the small space, there is a thick **** blood, and the **** fragrance that it is familiar with. The **** fragrance will stimulate its nerves and make it become arrogant.

Who is it, the little fox that hurts it? It has to shred him and her.

Xiaoqi saw the snow wolf staring at Nantianyu, and his heart was moved. He did not expect that his Guer was so concerned about him, but he was desperate for him...

"Don't come over, don't come over." Nan Tianyu also stared at the snow wolf. The more he looked at the green and faint wolf eyes, the more he collapsed.

At this time.

Feng Yi said: "Small seven, today's things stop here, everyone is their own, I will not talk too much."

Xiaoqi’s sight on the wind, after a while, said: “Well, windy, remember what you said today, if one day, you said what you should not say, I will never let you go.”

After Xiao Qi finished, he touched the head of the snow wolf, and the soft voice, and the two were judged.

"Guer, let's go."

......

Royal Palace.

Feng Ling took Xiao Yu into the "Ling Palace" and put her on the bed and found a few drops of bright red on the inside of her foot bones.

He was close to his eyebrows, and his bottom was cold and cold. He carefully removed the baby's foot on Xiao's feet and saw a pair of white and smooth feet, and nowhere was hurt.

Feng Lingran a little relieved, suddenly, smelling the thick blood of her body, his heart was tight, his eyes fell on her robe, and there was a vague red color oozing out, which he had not discovered before...

Feng Ling’s fingers smashed, Xiao Yu’s Luo skirt was broken into pieces, floated to the ground, and evenly beautiful legs were exposed in Feng Ling’s eyes...

Feng Lingran slammed his eyes and violently wanted to kill.

"small thing."

Feng Ling did not dare to move her half, the whistling voice was low, Xiao Yu still closed his eyes, delicate pale face, showing the color of pain.

Feng Ling was very distressed, his eyes fell, and between the fine white, the bright red fell on the sheets, his heart was like a tie, and suddenly panic.