The purple coat holds the jade in the hand, and the fingertips gently strokes the delicate lines of the bumps. The hidden mysterious force in the jade is slightly moving, the color of the quiet is flickering, the fingers of the jade are long, and suddenly the point is flashing. After a light purple light, infused with jade, the jade-like finger fretting, the mysterious gas in the jade is smashed out by the lavender light, and turned into a looming figure.

The enchanting black sable of the purple dress flashed through a dark chill, and the figure was blurred, and the face seemed to be covered by black fog, and the original face could not be seen.

"You are Luo Yuan?"

The black shadow has no focal length eyes, gradually gathers light, as if there is life, look at a circle of "Feng Lingran", lips and micro-hook: "You are somewhat capable, can actually pass my mysterious, condensed into my phantom. ”

The black shadow paused, and his eyes became sharp: "You are not the monarch of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He has a fetus, and he has not washed the marrow, and there is no such deep mystery. Where are you sacred?"

The corner of the purple mouth condenses a cold smile, and casually said: "Why is it sacred, you don't have the need to know, Luo Yuan, you don't belong to this continent, but you run to the sly site to make waves, this account, 朕I want to calculate with you."

The black shadow suddenly felt that the other party released a powerful pressure, his shadow was uncontrollably trembled, and secretly surprised. The monarch of the Eastern Jin Dynasty was so powerful. Even he does not necessarily guarantee that it is the opponent of this man.

The black shadow suddenly laughed and laughed: "I want to settle with me? You have to have that ability."

Say it!

The black shadow lifted the palm, and the black gas condensed into a few black balls. The fierce attacked the purple coat, and the surroundings seemed to be dark and the leaves rustled. The black group is very strange, like the voodoo hidden.

The purple sleeves danced in the air, and the black **** hit them. They did not touch the sleeves of the purple clothes, and they were smashed into pieces by the lavender light.

After a while, the black shadow has gone through a hundred strokes with the purple clothes. I saw that the purple clothes are not scared, and the hundred strokes come down. I don’t even breathe, and I calm down. The fingers of the shadows are gradually tightening. He is looking down on this man. .

Suddenly.

The fingers of the purple clothes were in the eyebrows of Luo Yuan, and Luo Yuan’s heart was shocked. He felt that the soul seemed to be pulled by the invisible force, and he was about to leave the body of the deity. His heart panicked and felt bad.

"Feng Lingran, I will come to you to report today's hatred."

When Luo Yuan finished, the black shadow slammed, like the broken glass, turned into countless pieces, disappearing into the hands of the purple clothes.

The purple clothes retracted the fingers in midair, and the black scorpion was dull. It was almost a bit, sucking out the soul of Luo Yuan. If the soul was in the hand, he had hundreds of ways to make Luo Yuan’s deity better than death, but finally Luo Yuan noticed, The way of blasting the imaginary body, escaped, blasted the imaginary body, the body will also be greatly hurt, when Luo Yuan left, hate him into the bones, so just right, he is really afraid that after Luo Yuan was defeated, he fled , fled to the mainland that belongs to him.

Isn’t there a chance to report the hatred of the little child?

A figure flies very fast, seeing the black shadow blasting, Nan Tianyu's rough face is a haze, hateful said: "If you have a species, don't escape, **** it."

The purple robes smashed the invisible ash on the robes, and swept Nan Tianyu, faintly said: "His name is Luo Yuan, can you know?"

Nan Tianyu’s dark pupil slammed and shouted: “Let his mother’s fart, his name is Luo Yuan? Luo Yuan is...”

Purple eyes are set on the face of Nan Tianyu: "What?"

Nan Tianyu coughed twice, concealed the sputum, said the wrong words, the rough face was somewhat uncomfortable red: "Nothing, he is definitely not Luo Yuan, he is a member of the Wu Ma family, means haze, good at poison. ”

"What kind of family are you? Is it mixed with Xiao Yu, what is the purpose?"

The look of the purple clothes suddenly changed into a demon and cold. His little child's identity was too sensitive, and his blood was too precious. Nan Tianyu, a man, was unclear and was very high. He would not believe that this man was The little fox has no purpose around him.

Nan Tianyu stunned his eyebrows and was so skeptical. He was very upset and coldly screamed: "I was framed by the Witcher family and was poisoned. If it wasn’t for Xiao Yu’s request to save me, I was her three years. The guard, do you think I am willing to enter the palace?"

Nan Tianyu greets the eyes of the purple clothes. The man's eyes are very enchanting, but he is not afraid at all. The so-called people are not afraid of shadows. He is not afraid of "Feng Lingran" to see through? Because, nothing is seen through.

The purple gaze went deep into the bottom of Nantianyu, and saw his twilight like the water of the icy lake. There was no trace of darkness, and it was bright and bright, and the purple clothes laughed.

"I will work for you in the future."

Nan Tianyu was very shocked. It was nothing to say from anyone's mouth. It was only from the mouth of "Feng Lingran" that it was more shocking than the sun coming out from the west.

"Feng Lingran" is used to high, and watching him extremely unhappy, almost did not kill him, but this man...

Nan Tianyu almost thought that his ears were wrong. He rubbed his ears, but saw the back of the "Feng Lingran" turned away. One hand was behind him, and the long figure was as cold as the god. At this moment, Nan Tianyu finally understood. What is the king of the world?

The purple clothes returned to the "spiritual palace", and the little man on the bed had not yet woken up. He walked very lightly to the bed and put his finger on her pulse.

Although she took the medicine yesterday, the injury on her body is too heavy to be cured in a day or two.

The purple enamel flashed distressed, gently put her soft wrist into the quilt, jade fingers stroking her delicate cheeks, watching her quiet sleep, Xiao Yu at this time, like a Sleeping babies, the beauty is so pure, the beauty is so distressing.

The purple shirt flashed through the picture of last night, and the uniformity of the **, in the mind, how can not wave, and her kiss, soft lips paste up, feeling so beautiful, his heart seems to stop Bounced.

His fingers point to Xiao Yu's lips, a gentle pressure, subtle hemp into his fingertips, the entire arm is like an electric shock, the same is true of the heart, this uncontrollable tremor, He has never had it before.

The purple dress is very strange and looks at Xiao Xiao’s quiet face. It is because of Feng Ling’s body. Every time he touches this little fox, he will have a strange feeling. As time goes by, he doesn’t even know. Is this the instinctive reaction of Feng Lingran's body? Or is he not supposed to react differently?

The purple clothes suddenly felt the heart uncomfortable. It was awkward emotions. It was not his jealousy, but the phoenix rushed. He tasted it. The soul was protesting, roaring at him and letting him go down.

The purple clothes retracted their fingers, and the enchanting smile, the twilight dim Shen Sheng: "Feng Lingran, you are contaminated with the female color, destroying the deity's practice, the deity has not yet found you, but touch her, you are so angry Want to tear up the deity? If you really care, really angry, you should not be with her, the deity will not mourn for her. If you continue to let your **, continue with this Only the little foxes together, the deity will one day and night, can't help but personally move this little fox."

I felt the anger in my heart became stronger and stronger. The more beautiful the face of the purple dress, the more the smile, the thin lips and the cool spit out a few words: "She is yours, it is mine."

Suddenly.

The twilight of the purple dress has changed, and the black ink seems to be ignited by two candle flames, burning fierce: "Get out of the body."

Feng Lingran's soul replaced the purple coat, and he pressed him down strongly, and his fingers twitched.

In the brain, the voice of purple clothes laughed.

"My little child is still asleep, your voice is smaller, don't disturb her. If you let her know, the person holding her last night is not you, Feng Lingran, you said that this little fox may fall in love with I?"

"Nothing, she will only love you, what do you count? Also get her love?"

"Oh, my temper is really violent. If you and I are living together, I really want to kill you."

"Do you think you don't want to kill you?"

"Oh... you rely on you? Feng Lingran, you also have to look too high to see yourself, the seal in your body, without me, this life can not be solved, you will reincarnate after death, will also bring a seal, forever I don't know who I am?"

"Are you unwrapping the seal? Do you know who you are? But if you don't have a sly fox, you are still trapped in the Danta of Nanling, and you will never stop observing loneliness. What qualifications do you have?"

"Well……"

On the bed, Xiao Yu’s mouth made a mosquito-like sound, and the eyebrows swelled and there were signs of awakening.

Feng Lingran and Ziyi’s “Bailout” immediately ended, and his heart snorted, and the heart of the purple clothes was smashed. I saw Xiao’s long eyelashes trembled and slowly opened, and Feng Ling’s face was violent. Gradually disappeared, mildened, and the lines of the face were softened.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes and saw Feng Ling, who was sitting at the edge of the bed, muttering: "Frank, who did you quarrel with?"

Feng Lingran faintly flashed, and the lips swelled with a gentle smile: "No, I have been here quietly guarding you, are you hungry? I am going to let the palace lady eat some food."

Xiao Yu took Feng Lanran up and walked out of the back, frowning, and his eyes flashed through doubts. She had just heard who he had quarreled with, and it seems that she was mentioned.

Xiao Yu suddenly thought of the purple clothes, Feng Lingran should not be quarreling with the purple clothes, right?

The entire palace, no one dares to quarrel with Feng Lingran, unless you don't want your head, only the purple clothes in the body of Feng Lingran, can not fight, can not kill, Feng Ling can not help the purple clothes.

That can only be... noisy!

Xiao Yu’s mouth was pumping, Feng Lingran and the temper of the purple clothes, and they were really drunk...

Feng Ling ordered it for a while, and the nobles came with the medicinal porridge.

"Let's go, go out."

Feng Lingran's voice is low, except for Xiao Xiao, and to others, that Zhang Jun's face is always indifferent.

"Yes, the emperor."

Your child is very afraid of Feng Lingran, and he is extremely cautious in his work. After putting down the medicinal porridge, the salute is retired.

Xiao Yu wants to get up and is gently pressed by the palm of his hand.

"Hey, don't move, you hurt very badly, I will feed you."