concubine, you cant do

Chapter 92
"What kind of helper, you actually tried to kidnap Mrs. Yazhai, my son, and ruined my desire to steal the fragrance, you really deserve to die." The tone was ambiguous yet fierce, not inconsistent at all.

Hua Qianyao No. [-] didn't seem to be surprised at Leng Yannuo's sudden appearance, let alone Leng Yannuo's ability to subdue the cloaked man, and also showed no expression for Leng Yannuo's joking remarks.

Then, the cloaked man's fingers seemed to move slightly.

"I advise you not to move. Those dead men outside have already made a death contract with you. As long as you die, they will have no time to enter the house to take revenge." Hua Qianyao No. [-]'s long and distant voice sounded in the room, obviously speaking very fast , but it gave people a sense of unhurriedness, and even Leng Yannuo almost suspected that it was the soul of a dead person who was speaking, and the voice was vague and distant.

Hearing this, the cloaked man lowered his slightly moving fingers, thought of something, and said anxiously, "No, you..." Before the cloaked man could finish speaking, he was flicked by Hua Qianyao No. [-]'s sleeve and tapped the Ya point.

Then, the whole cottage was lit up, and the torches were brightly lit, just like daytime.

Those who should have been stunned by the mist all gathered towards the house. The first two masters and the third masters walked through the dead man to the door, and saw the scene inside the house with surprised faces.

Leng Yannuo glanced at Xiangye who was standing peacefully at the door of the room, and smiled slightly.The smiles were fresh and bright, which made the group of dead soldiers with single expressions outside the house even more strange.

"Eldest Master, are you alright? It's a good thing this young master rescued us. Who are these people?" Second Master asked repeatedly as soon as he entered the door, his expression showed concern.

Hua Qianyao No. [-] smiled slightly to show comfort, "It's nothing, you all stand back, I want to talk to this young man, remember what I told you."

The second master, the third master, and Li Fei, the thief who rushed over, looked back at Hua Qianyao, No. [-], and Leng Yannuo, and the cloaked man who was held by Leng Yannuo with his sword against his waist. He walked out of the house in a complicated manner, and closed the door along the way, and Xiang Ye stayed outside the door together.

"Don't worry, the head of the house will not harm your young master." The house said coldly and heard the voice of the third head of the house comforting Xiang Ye.

Leng Yannuo suddenly thought of Frost. If it was Frost, she would definitely put her hands on her hips and said viciously, "It's not certain who will hurt who, just your skinny appearance..."

"My name is Mingfeng." Hua Qianyao said No. [-].

Leng Yannuo glanced at it, you said it earlier, the author is so troublesome to type.

Mingfeng didn't care about Leng Yannuo's eyes, and just said, "Thank you for saving me tonight, son. As a reward, a thousand dead men outside this gate will be given to you."

"Give it to me and connect with my heart. You think I'm so perverted." Leng Yannuo snorted coldly, full of sarcasm. To be honest, seeing this person's full-fledged virtue, he clicked on it easily. The cloaked man's acupoint is naturally not weak in martial arts, and he seems to have been plotted by the other party. I knew that I would not save you.

Hua Qianyao No. [-] was startled when he heard the words, and after a moment, he smiled, this smile just added a bit of fairy air to his pale and shiny face, like a person in a painting, a fairy in a bottle.

"Since I said to send you off, I will naturally not let you fall into it." The words fell, and then, on the opposite side, the man in the cloak fell down, and there was no need to go up to check. Feng made a move, this person would know if there was one as soon as he made a move, his martial arts were at least twice as high as his own, if it wasn't for his [-]% of his true strength not being able to use it, it must be easy to beat Ming Feng.

"Although you have difficulty walking, you are fully capable of killing him. You don't need to do anything at all. Now you are giving me something from someone else. You are so kind."

"No, because these thousand dead men are the only ones left in the world today, and I used to refine them with medicine." Ming Feng said calmly.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and I won't think that the head of the family has too much to do." Leng Yannuo didn't step forward, didn't move, just looked sideways at Mingfeng with hesitant eyes.

At this moment, Mingfeng hid his fingertips back into his sleeves, Leng Yannuo didn't notice the darkness on his fingertips, he looked at Leng Yannuo, "It's just that although I have outstanding martial arts skills, I don't have much time, so I need your help. "

Leng Yannuo lifted the hem of his clothes, sat down on a chair beside him, "Listen carefully."

"I was not originally the head of the family here. I was seriously injured three years ago and was rescued by the past head of the house. They were not bandits, but villagers who had fled. They discovered this place at that time, so There are many people and few things, and they make a living by stealing people's property. After I came, I taught them more methods of growing vegetables, reclaimed poor land, watered the plants, taught them to read and write, and they occasionally went out to impress some wealthy people. People who eat people's fat and people's ointment, so they are not bad people."

Leng Yannuo's eyes shook, "I didn't say I was a good person either."

"Oh. I didn't expect that I could understand something in my heart before I died. God really treats me well." Mingfeng didn't care about Leng Yannuo's tone, and sighed leisurely, like dust blowing away in the wind, " Although the serious injury three years ago allowed me to spend these three years, but according to horoscopes, I will not survive tomorrow morning at most, but there are some things that I have to do."

Leng Yannuo's expression was startled, and there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes, "Speak."

An hour later, the door opened, and Leng Yannuo came out with a slightly solemn expression.

With a gesture from Leng Yannuo, a thousand dead men retreated silently, but the handsome young man who was turned into a living dead was still standing there. To him, the boy fell to the ground.

The second master next to him caught him.

"Help him down to rest. Your big boss said he wasn't persecuted deeply, just wake up and he'll be fine."

The second head, Yuan Zhi, supported the handsome young man, and the third head thief, Li Fei, stammered and looked into the house.

In the house, their big master's eyes were slightly closed, and he was sleeping peacefully, as warm and silent as the wind. The warm wind blows in, brushing his black hair and lightly rippling his overly transparent face, a life walks peacefully into the depths of nature. place.

"Don't touch him, I'll come back tomorrow." These were the last words Leng Yannuo said before he left this night. The wind lifted Leng Yannuo's robe, outlining his natural and graceful demeanor, his handsome and bright face in this dark night forever.

At the door, the second master and the third master looked at Leng Yannuo with complicated eyes.

The head of the family kept telling them to wait for someone. Could it be that he was waiting for this young master?

Leng Yannuo and Xiangye easily walked out of the valley, looking back from a distance, the moonlight shone in the valley, and large areas of miscellaneous flowers and weeds were hidden in places where no one was walking, desolate and desolate, preventing Gui Ning from a lot.

After returning to Prince Li's mansion, Leng Yannuo ordered Xiangye to go to rest. After washing everything, she just couldn't fall asleep. This kind of situation only happened when she just passed through, tossing and turning for a while, looking at the full moon in the sky. Midnight has passed, but the moonlight is still shining all over the place, setting off the budding, blooming or blooming peonies outside the window, bright and bright, like the tenderness of a woman in the morning, like the thread buttons on a man's fingertips in the evening, Qingqing Wanwan, like a breath as warm as snow and flowers... or like fingers holding a spoon... and the elegant fragrance like orchids and snow... Then the man's appearance gradually became clear, his lips that were not touched but vermilion, Eyebrows are like the wind blowing by a distant mountain daisy, eyes are like clouds softening in the sky...

(End of this chapter)