Shangguan Yan’s eyes shot the ruined dark mans, and the knife in his hand could not wait to cut Xiao Yan’s entire face. Isn’t Feng Ling’s favorite face like this beautiful and delicate face?

If she ruined this beautiful face, would Feng Ling still like Xiao Yu? Seeing Xiao Yan’s **** face and unrecognizable face, will it be distressed? Still feel horrible and disgusting?

No matter what kind of thing, Shangguan Yaner felt that there was a kind of happiness in her heart. Feng Lingran ruined her for Xiao Yu, and she would completely ruin this monk.

"Swallow, stop, you don't want to go wrong again, Feng Ling did not kill you, maybe it is the last chance for you. Now if you kill Xiao Yu, you will hurt the phoenix and destroy it. You are yourself."

"I have been ruined long ago. Do you still remember the village? There, I am red and humiliated, even a dog bullies me, hehehe..." Shangguan Yaner smiled wildly, with eyes in his eyes. The tears of death continue, "In this world, no one loves me, pity me, even the man I love, for a beast, a monk, cruelly push me into the abyss, break my ribs, peel My flesh, Xiao Yu ruined me, I hate her, I also ruin Xiao Yu."

"It’s not Xiao Xiao who ruined you. You destroyed yourself. You turned back to the shore, Yan, and put down the knife in your hand."

Shangguan Yan's twisted face jumped, angry with Wan Yuyu, the dilapidated voice shouted: "Even if you also help this monk? You all like this monk?"

Wan Yuyu saw that Shangguan Yaner had completely lost his mind and became crazy. He felt a pain in his heart and shook his head at Shangguan Yaner.

Shangguan Yaner suddenly thought of something, hoarsely said: "Wan Wan brother, you are not saying that Xiao Yu is a spiritual fox, her blood is a medicine? If I drink her blood, eat her meat, my body hurts Is it right? Right, there is Feng brother, Feng brother needs her blood to completely eliminate cold poison, she is dead, Feng brother's cold poison will be saved, I will kill her now, take her blood Dedicated to Feng brother, and the cold poison of Feng brother is completely removed, I will give the phoenix brother the medicine to forget Xiao Yu. From then on, the phoenix brother is only me. Without Xiao Yu, the phoenix brother will be good. Treat me like I used to."

Shangguan Yan's distorted face glowed with a shy color, like a little girl who opened her mouth.

Wan Haoyu flashed a shimmer at the bottom, in order to Feng Lingran, he could be desperate, even if he killed Xiao Yu, he was a wicked person, was resentful by Feng Lingran, and even killed, he did not hesitate.

but……

Things will not be as simple as he thought. If Xiao Yan is moved, and Feng Ling’s cold poison can’t be cured, Feng Ling will immediately kill Shangguan Yaner and him. He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death. In the future, no one can completely cure the cold poison in Feng Lingran.

Feng Lingran, never die, never...

......

At the moment.

Xiao Yu entered another world, in the illusion, and saw a familiar figure... Feng Lingran.

Xiao Yu didn't know that it was in the illusion at first, until Feng Ling hugged her, the black pupil's pupils came out with gentle but not emotional glimmers. Xiao Yu’s brain was a bit of a spirit, and suddenly she understood that she might Into the illusion.

And this man is also not a phoenix.

Xiao Yu reached out and pushed him away. The petite figure turned a beautiful rotation, stepped back a few steps, pulled out a safe distance, wrinkled the eyebrows, and in the illusion, she was not a little discomfort, and her footsteps were light, just like before the injury.

"you again?"

She was asleep in the palace, and she did not drink into the lake that was hallucinating in the village. How did he pull her into the illusion?

Xiao Yu knows that as long as he kills this man, the illusion will disappear and his heart will be safe.

However, what is the purpose of this man pulling her in?

Want to marry her and take her life?

"Hey, I am your husband! Why do you look at me with this mistrustful look? Come over, I like your taste."

He waved to her, Feng Lingran's look, he mimicked the beauty.

Really shameless, she was seen and replaced?

Xiao Yu suddenly took a shot to him, and he had a strong hand, such as a sudden storm, fierce and strong.

His dark scorpion suddenly shrank, facing danger, becoming dark and fierce.

Xiao Yu’s lips and micro-hooks, the eyes flashed and sneered, this man is much worse than Feng Lingran.

Feng Lingran is in danger, and the beauty of Zhang Junmei has always been eight winds.

He shunned Xiao Yu's power, but was forced by Xiao Yu. He rubbed his eyebrows and his fingers moved, but he did not interact with Xiao Yu.

During the day, he was injured by Feng Lingran. At this moment, he was barely able to maintain the illusion. The woman was very savvy. When she was injured, she quickly recognized him. Without being confused by his skin, she might soon break the illusion and leave.

Sure enough...

Not much longer, Xiao Yu hit his chest with a palm.

There was a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, his lips were stained with blood, and he looked at Xiao Yu with a smile.

"The most poisonous woman's heart, said that it is really good, you survive for yourself, kill your husband, kill your heart, do you love him at all? Will it be so cold and ruthless?"

"Are you my husband? You are just wearing the face of my husband, I am so wicked, how much I love my husband, and now I want to kill you."

Xiao Yu was not confused by his disappointed face. She is very persistent in her heart. Once something is identified, it will not change.

Just as she loves phoenix, she falls in love and can't change. Even if other men are better, she won't be tempted.

Xiao Yu didn't talk nonsense with him again. He sent him to the sky and saw his handsome face like a broken glass, gradually disappearing. Her heart hurts, holding her fingers tightly, blood from her palm. It dripped out and the pain pulled back her reason.

He is not Feng Lingran, she can no longer be confused by the illusion, staying here for a moment, she is more dangerous.

The surrounding scenery suddenly turned into a black and white ink painting, and gradually disappeared as she gradually fell down.

When Xiao Yu’s knowledge returned to reality, his legs were soft and his body’s strength seemed to be drained and he fell.

Her delicate body was caught by her long arm, and she was in her arms. The familiar cold incense got into her nose. She looked up and was dark, but she saw the beautiful face of Feng Ling.

If the taste is too familiar, imitation does not come, she will have the illusion of returning to the illusion.

"French." Xiao Yu whispered softly, his voice was soft, like a little beast that was injured and needed protection.

He is her only reliance.

"Sorry, my nephew, I am late."

Feng Ling Ranguang fell on her injured face, and the bright red blood stabbed his eyes.

Manic wants to kill.

Xiao Yu is a little embarrassed, Feng Lingran apologize to her? It’s too rare.

And his nervous and scared eyes, what is the situation?

Xiao Yu suddenly heard a very low pain, and she turned her head and saw a slight shock in her heart.

This fell to the ground, a knife was inserted in the chest, and the woman whose face was almost unrecognizable was Shangguan Yaner?

what happened? Where is it here?

How could she and Feng Lingran here?

A lot of questions hovered in Xiao Yu’s mind, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at her tightly, hating not to drag her to hell.

"Xiao Wei, I will not let you go, do not let go of ghosts, I will turn into a ghost to come back to you to settle accounts, so that you will not rest in peace."

Shangguan Yaner said that her mouth kept spurting out blood, and her voice was as shredded as it was.

In the middle of the phoenix, the cold sorrow flashed through the cold, and while the palm of his hand was down, the other big palm pressed Xiao Yan’s face to his chest.

"Silly, don't."

A sad voice came from the cell next door.

When Shangguan Yaner was killed, his eyes were still groaning, and his resentful eyes were fixed. If he looked closely, he would see the mist in her eyes.

Feng Lingran did not look at the dead Shangguan Yaner, and hugged Xiao Yu in his arms and turned to get out of the jailed wooden door.

When he came in and saw the scene of Shangguan Yan’s injury to Xiao Yu, his heart almost stopped beating.

At that time, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind. If Xiao Yu died, he asked everyone to bury her.