Nangong Temple is a person with internal strength. He can hear the delicate fragrance in the temple, and he feels a pain in his heart.

"Your Majesty..."

Huangmen was behind the Nangong Temple and whispered, and now he even wondered if he was really worried about Xiao Yu’s girl.

The bottom of the Nangong Temple flashed through the cold and dark, and it turned back to normal color.

"When you don't have anything, go on!"

After the completion of Nangong Temple, he turned and left, and the fingertips were bright red, gathered into blood beads and fell to the ground.

He went to the royal study room, just closed the door, a blood came up, dyed his white lips, dripping down the corners of the mouth, dripping on the dusty white clothes, red as the other shore, revealing death in the dark Magnificent.

Because of love, it will hurt.

Did not kick the opening of the temple door, did not want her to show such a beautiful gesture to others.

He didn't want to hurt her, endured the pain in his heart, and left without incident. No one knew that after he turned from the temple door, he wanted to turn back several times, and he still resisted.

"Your Majesty." The dark night suddenly appeared in the room, and saw the blood in the mouth of Nangong. His eyes flashed dark and supported the arm of Nangong. He said: "If you are very concerned about Xiao Yu, you will rush into the temple. Bring Xiao Yu out."

He is the dark guard of Nangong Temple, and the Nangong Temple goes to the Qingfeng Temple. He sees it clearly and knows what is in the temple. What is Feng Ling’s doing to Xiao Yu? Such a soft voice, even when he listened to the red face, Nangong 湚 so like Xiao Yu, how can bear it?

In the dark night, my heart is angry, and my majesty is so good to Xiao Yu. How can Xiao Yu hurt so much? It’s too much.

The night can't wait to kill Xiao Yu, this woman is not worthy of being sad.

Nangong slammed the wrist of the dark night, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to go. You are not an opponent of Feng Lingran."

The dark night said coldly: "Your Majesty does not have to worry about his subordinates. His subordinates will save Xiao Yu."

Nangong screamed coldly: "By you? I also want to save Xiao Yu from Feng Lingran's hands? In the dark night, don't go to death, you go, the Qingfeng Temple will only have one new corpse."

What's more, the little fox, without a little resistance, why should he make himself passionate and make things that irritate her?

In the dark night, a burst of sorrow, secretly swears, one day sooner or later, he wants to become stronger, powerful enough to compete with Feng Lingran, powerful, can truly protect his majesty, strong, and will never let Xiao Yu have a chance to hurt His Majesty.

The dark night sight fell on the pale white paper face of Nangong, the thin lips were bright red, the bright and clear, and the dark night gradually became softer.

Your Majesty, the night swears, this life will protect you with your life, the night will do it.

......

In the temple.

She didn't know how long he had been tossed by him, fled to bed, wrapped his body in a quilt and stared at him.

This cloaked beast, he was so embarrassed, but his robes were still neatly worn on the body, except for a few folds, no mess, her clothes were torn by the beast, and the pieces were like flowers, lying on the ground.

After the phoenix was cool, the anger in the heart gradually disappeared. The scarlet scorpion gradually returned to the normal black ink. The elegant trousers turned and saw Xiao Yu, just like a little "stunned" The beast, fled to the bed, wrapped around his body, and the beasts who were wronged and smoldering were staring at him.

Feng Lingran a thin smile on his thin lips, his eyes were shallow and curved, and he smiled. He walked gracefully to the bed, leaned over, and saw her wrapped in the quilt's body and shrunk as if to avoid him. Ling Ranjun’s face suddenly became cold, and the twilight became cold.

His long arms stretched out, his bones were distinct, his slender fingers caught her delicate chin, and the thin lips opened quietly: "Hey, is it that I am not working hard enough to let you escape?"

Xiao Yu’s exquisite little face is blushing, twilight like water, biting the lip, this animal thing, so shameless, is it so kind to say this?

Xiao Yuyu's little hand sticks out the quilt and pats his big palm: "Feng Lingran, you are enough, you are like this again, I am sorry to you."

The patience of man is limitless. This man, she gives him a three-point color. He will open the dyeing house. Does it really treat her as a woman who can be bullied?

If he didn't look at him poorly, he was cold, and she had already taken him to him.

Which round got him so arrogant?

Feng Ling’s mouth smirked and smiled. “Have the little fox paws grow up? Good! I want to teach you about your unkindness.”

This animal is owed.

Tear off, long.

Xiao Yu suddenly ripped open the quilt, wrapped in a white body, his arms, exquisite collar bones exposed, like wearing a blue and chest dress, the skirt gold thread embroidered with empty valley orchids, clear beauty.

When she stood up, her legs were a little soft, slightly frowning, and the cold chilling phoenix, this animal thing.

She lifted her palms and put on a fighting stance. The delicate little face faded away from the twilight, and it was cool and beautiful.

Feng Lingran looked at her subtle movements and smiled coldly: "The effort of the little things is taught by the purple clothes! It is a bit difficult to use those moves to win me."

Xiao Yu’s luck, directly to the chest of Feng Lingran, when the palm of his hand, cold channel: "The cold poison in your body will recur, I will not save you."

With a strong palm, Feng Ling actually raised his eyebrows, and the claws were more profitable. The cultivation of this little fox was refined.

Feng Ling was on the side of his body and escaped from the palm of his hand. When Xiao Yu shot again, he suddenly closed his eyes.

The palm of the hand went to his chest, and Feng Ling did not avoid hiding, as if waiting quietly for this palm.

Xiao Yu frowns, what does this beast mean? Not to say that you want to teach her unkind? Do you want to play sympathy cards again?

She will not forget that Feng Lingran has played this kind of trick and deliberately did not fight back, and she was injured by her to get her sympathy.

This time it is not so easy.

Xiao Yu endured the impulse to take back his palms. He palmed his chest and took it mercilessly. He asked for it. She would not be soft and would not be merciless.

When her palms reached his chest, Feng Ling suddenly opened his eyes, black and secluded, and slender fingers caught her little hand in an instant.

Feng Ling Ran Jun's face was a little weird. Looking at Xiao Xiao's angry face, his heart sighed secretly. Feng Ling was so embarrassed that he offended the little fox and exchanged him.