Xiao Yu ordered the blue-eyed dumb hole, and quickly ran to the side of Nanhua Jun, saw Feng Lingran originally turned black, and then became scarlet when entering the magic, she said: "Ling Ran, you want to call me Worried?"

The fierceness of Feng Ling’s shackles gradually faded away. He slammed the hand of Nan Huajun, and the back of Yu Xiu’s hand, with a shocking red seal. If it was deeper, the hand bones would be broken.

Nan Huajun glanced at his back and had no extra expression on his face. He didn't seem to care about this little injury.

Nanhua Jun did not directly touch Feng Lingran, his fingers flicked, a gold thread, wrapped in the wrist of Feng Lingran, Nanhua Jun finger on the gold line, the twilight flashed surprised, he smashed the phoenix A glimpse of it, I think Feng Ling is still alive, it is a miracle.

After a while.

Nanhuajun took back the gold thread and took out a delicate Dan ** from the sleeve and handed it to Xiao Yu. He said faintly: "Although he suffered a very heavy skin injury, he cultivated it deeply, no serious problem, you give He ate one of the remedies, and he will soon be fine."

When Xiao Yu opened the ** plug, he poured out a medicinal herb and handed it to Feng Lingran’s lips. Feng Ling’s heart was even unwilling. In the face of Xiao Yu, he opened his thin lips and swallowed the medicinal herbs. Go on.

When Xiao Yu returned Dan ** to Nan Huajun, he did not accept it, so Xiao Yu stayed for the unexpected.

Xiao Yu looked at Nan Huajun deeply. His black shackles seemed to be able to see something called Guan Ai. Sometimes Xiao Yu was also confused. Why did Nan Huajun care so much about her?

A faint sight interrupted the enthusiasm between Nanhua Jun and Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu felt the coldness of Feng Lingran. She took Dan, and picked up a key from the waist of the guard who died on the ground. She opened the black iron that locked Feng Lingran, and instinctively reached out to help him.

Feng Lingran did not sneak away, Xu was too bloody. When he was dodging, his body shape was somewhat unstable. Even so, he would not let Xiao Yan touch.

Xiao Yu’s little hand stretched out stiffly, twisting her eyebrows and not letting her touch. She didn’t touch it.

Xiao Yu’s heart was a little uncomfortable. When he saw Feng Ling, he picked up the **** whip on the ground and took it away to the blue-eyed stunned. Xiao Xiao took a look at the corner of his mouth, and there was such a great effort to pump people. Need her help.

The long whip caught the waist of the blue chaise and rolled her up. She was afraid of yelling, and could only move her mouth, and the sound could not come out.

When the back of the blue chaise slammed into the wall, her hands were rolled up by the whip one by one, and her hands were locked in the mysterious iron that was originally locked with Feng Lingran.

Lan Guifei looked for Xiao Yu, looking for Xiao Yan, trying to move his mouth, as if to say to Xiao Yu: You said that you will let me go, you can't eat words, let Feng Ling put me, I beg you...

Xiao Yu’s eyes smashed, as if she didn’t see it. She was not in love with the blue and noble. The moment when this woman and the Feng nationality jointly dealt with Feng Lingran, what price should I pay after failing?

Lan Guizhen saw Xiao Yu’s attitude and indifference. She suddenly realized that she was fooled. She was deceived by Xiao Yu. The eyes of the sinister screamed Xiao Yu, silently swearing: Xiao Yan, you lied to me, you will not die. I curse you not to die...

The long whip suddenly caught the neck of the blue chaise, and could have slammed, broke the neck and gave her a break.

Feng Lingran did not do this. He tightened it bit by bit. The bloodthirsty and dark black scorpion looked at the struggle of the blue and the sorrowful pain. He screamed and hesitated. What could he not die?

When a person faces death, there will be an instinct to survive. The painful beauty of Lan Guifei will be moved to Nanhua Jun. Perhaps he hopes that Nanhua Jun can save her.

However, Lan Guifei is too ignorant of Nanhua Jun. If Nanhua Junken is willing to save, he will not wait until she is locked by Feng Lingran on the black iron. Nanhuajun does not want to save, the Emperor Laozi comes to him, he also Will not save.

However, there is now an accident.

It’s Xiao Yu.

As long as she speaks and has no need, he will do it for her.

Those who are enemies with Xiao Yu are the enemies of his Nanhua Jun.

Now Blue Guifei is the enemy of Nanhua Jun. Isn’t it a ridiculous joke to ask Nanhua to save her?

The hope in the eyes of Lan Guiyan gradually turned into disappointment and became disheartened. At this moment, she finally saw a fact that Nanhua Jun would not save her. She would only watch her die in the hands of Feng Lingran.

After a while.

Feng Lingran seems to think, how can people not die, he loosened the neck of Lan Guifei, began to use the whip to beat the blue chaise, although he felt that this is very troublesome, but he endured the trouble, let the blue chaise is good Experience not to die.

When Lan Guifei felt that she was about to suffocate and was about to die, she suddenly had a severe pain. Her painful screams, but her voice could not be heard, and her tears burst into tears.

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This kind of severe pain, constantly coming from all parts of the body, is simply unbearable, and the blue-and-yellow sorrow has a heart. Her delicate body can't bear the pain of whipping.

I don't know how long it took, Lan Gui's pain fainted, and Feng Lingran splashed with the remaining salt water and continued to whip.

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Ling Ran thoughtfully. Did he like to use this kind of mother-in-law to torture people after he was whipped? A little internal force is not necessary, just to open the skin of a person, stunned, and awake, which does not meet the temperament of Feng Lingran.

Some of Xiao Yu couldn't stand the **** suffocation in the prison. She said, "You play slowly, I am waiting for you outside."

The dying blue chaise heard this sentence, but even hated the death of Xiao Yu, swearing, swearing, not a good slut, I cursed you not to die...

The blood in Langui’s mouth mixed with saliva, and the noble Chinese clothes were also torn and smashed, and all the blood was in her heart. Her heart cursed Xiao Yu and cursed Feng Lingran, but never thought about it. Feng Lingran The scars on one body are thanks to her.

The so-called good reincarnation of heaven, who will pass away in the sky?

The palace of the palace is very remote, and the transaction between Languiyu and Fengzu is secretly carried out. In order to quietly kill Feng Lingran, she replaced the person in the prison with her own person. The sentence was ruined a few days ago. Only the two guards in the criminal chamber were left, which led to no one was found no matter whether Lan Haojie or Lan Guiyu screamed.

The torture chamber was dark and damp, and when it came out, the sun shone on the face, and it was a bit glaring.

Xiao Yu raised his hand and covered his brow. He suddenly asked: "Is there really no problem with Feng Ling's body?"

Nanhua Jun Wei Wei, black squat down, looking at the petite woman around, the white palm of the hand cast a shadow, for the black and white clear sly, covered the glaring sunshine, her pretty nose and lips are bathed in the sun , bungee jumping.

Her face has changed, her voice has changed, only the black and white shackles have not changed, and the aura-like clear spirit has moved.

Brother, brother...

The silver bell-like laughter seems to be ringing in the mind of Nanhua Jun. The figure of the girl's pear white is like a butterfly. It dances among the splendid cherry blossoms. The sacred petals of the eyebrows are the unique mark of the girl.

Nanhua Jun is a little embarrassed, gradually blurred, Xiao Xiao's delicate face, seems to have suddenly changed, becoming a person in his memory.

Nanhua Jun’s heart moved, reaching out and holding her into her arms, muttering: "Hey, you know, I am looking for you to find the hardship."