The evil king chased his wife 99 times: lady, wait for me

Chapter 203 Return of Lingyuan
"Xiaolan, talk!" Feng Youruo stretched out his hands and twisted Lan Lengfeng's ears, his eyes were full of threats: she could see the purpose of this guy, she wanted these old guys to drag her!
"Ah, it hurts!" Lan Lengfeng, the tough guy, screamed, which shows how hard she twisted!

The people in the quarrel subconsciously stopped talking, and looked at Feng Youruo with weird eyes.

Blue edged maple!No.1 beside the pavilion master, even the pavilion master wants to give him three points, everyone in Yazhu Pavilion regards him as the second pavilion master!Now, she was twisted like this by a woman in public, and she called out so nastyly: Xiaolan!So sour!
"Ahem, Second Miss Feng, you are too rude!" Elder Bai blew his beard and stared at him angrily.

Lianrui, the little rival in love who was dressed as a man and quietly followed up to join in the fun, looked at Lan Lengfeng distressedly, hesitated to speak, but finally dared not say anything.

"Xiaolan, speak well!" Feng Youruo said.

Lan Lingfeng rubbed her poor ears: "Everyone listen to me, she is really the wife of the pavilion master. I can guarantee with my life..."

"Do you still have your life in her hands?" Elder Song stared at Lan Lengfeng contemptuously, "You have lost all the face of our Zhuyage!"

Before he finished speaking, Elder Song slapped the table and flew over with his strength, and slapped Feng Youruo!A palm with seven successes!
Lan Lingfeng yelled secretly, and was about to make a move.However, Feng Youruo was faster than him, she dodged Elder Song's attack in a flash, and at the same time drew out the silver dragon whip and waved it.The silver light dazzled people's eyes, and everyone could only hear a burst of popping sound. When the sound disappeared, Elder Song was already lying on the ground with his chest covered.

"Elder Song!" Lan Lengfeng exclaimed and hurried to help him.

"What an amazing little girl! Cough..." Elder Song panted, his old face flushed red with shame.

Elder Bai was furious and was about to make a move, but Lan Lingfeng stopped him in time: "Elder Bai, no! You are not her opponent."

The self-confidence that everyone had just built up was extinguished by Lan Lingfeng in an instant.

Lan Lengfeng is the number one master of Zhu Yage, he must not be able to defeat this female devil, that's why his ears were twisted.

What a shame, what a shame!
Feng Youruo waved his silver whip triumphantly, and said loudly: "Even if you don't recognize my identity now, it doesn't matter. When Ling Yuan comes back, he will prove everything. But before he comes back, we must defend the Four Seasons Mountain Range!" Then she waved her hand domineeringly, "Xiaolan!"

Lan Lingfeng cooperated and handed over a bamboo for her to point to the big map on the wall behind her.

"Look here, although the Four Seasons Mountain Range is on the border of Yunzhou, it is connected to Nanzhou. Once a war breaks out in the Four Seasons Mountain Range, Nanzhou will be alert. We are actually responsible for starting the fire and blowing up the Nanhuang. Come out and carry it for me. In this way, we can minimize the loss, and let him decide whether to attack or wait for Lingyuan to come back, anyway, you don’t listen to me.”

"Hmph, no matter how nice you say, we won't listen to you. This matter is too important, and we have to wait for the pavilion master to come back to discuss it!"

"That's right, we won't expel you for the sake of building the Accord, but if we want to mobilize people in the pavilion, we must first meet the owner of the pavilion!"

"If you don't listen to me, it will be too late for Guan Lin to come in under the banner of suppressing bandits! Then what will you explain to Ling Yuan?" Feng Youruo snorted coldly, with Ling Li shining in her beautiful almond eyes. brilliance, beyond doubt.

"Anyway, we only listen to the words of the Pavilion Master..."

Elder Song panted heavily and insisted on what he had seen. Once he insisted, the others followed suit, and the two sides were at a stalemate again.

Feng Youruo was about to go mad with anger, but he couldn't really beat him to death, just as he was depressed, a familiar, clear and powerful voice came in: "Her words are mine."

The noisy meeting hall fell silent in an instant.

"Ling Yuan?"

Feng Youruo turned around in surprise, and looked outside the door...

In the snow-white courtyard, a man in red came stepping on the snow, and the breeze blew, and three thousand black hair and red robes fluttered together, and there was a faint smile on his peerless face.

Everything in the world lost its color in an instant, and only he was left in her eyes...

"Lingyuan!"

Feng Youruo threw the bamboo, ran straight out of the meeting hall, and threw himself into his arms: "You are finally back, you are finally back..."

"Yes, I'm back, thank you for waiting for me!" Ling Yuan reached out and stroked her hair with a gentle expression.

The weather is so cold that black hair feels cool to the touch.

"Lingyuan, I finally think of you." Feng Youruo raised his head and looked at Lingyuan excitedly, his watery apricot eyes filled with affection, "Do you know? I've already remembered you, wait for me for a thousand years, look for me Millennium, this time I will also give you a millennium, okay?"

Ling Yuan was taken aback, and the expression on his face became weird. She, did she remember?

Lan Lingfeng didn't expect Feng Youruo to say such a thing, and she was so frightened that she lost her ability to think.

The people who walked out of the conference hall slowly only saw Feng Youruo acting like a baby in the arms of their pavilion master, the two of them were almost bonded together, a group of male compatriots blushed because of this, and whispered: "It's really the Pavilion Master's arms. Mistress!"

"It's a good thing we didn't fight her just now."

"Yes, yes, Elder Song is also true, almost injured only Madam..."

Elder Song, who was the only one who moved his hand, stood there awkwardly.

"What? Don't you think it's not good?" Feng Youruo asked, stretching out his hand and waving in front of Lingyuan's eyes, "Why do you keep looking at me like this? I remember, are you unhappy?"

"No..." Lingyuan looked at her, with a complicated expression on the flirtatious fire feather flower on her forehead. The flower was getting more and more beautiful, and it was about to resume its burning state. Soon she would be poisoned, but he didn't care. Not so much, and asked: "How much do you remember?"

"It's you who have been looking for me for thousands of years! Lingyuan, tell me how you escaped Meng Potang? I will also learn it in case it will be useful in the future... oh!"

"Sleep! You're sleepy!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Ling Yuan tapped her sleeping point and fell softly into his arms.

"Lan Lingfeng." Ling Yuan called softly.

"Yes." Lan Lingfeng immediately flew over to catch Feng Youruo and leave.

And Lingyuan walked slowly towards the meeting hall, towards his disciples.

Everyone knelt down together: "Master!"

"If Feng You is my wife, she will be your hostess from now on. No matter what she says, you have to obey." Ling Yuan's voice was neither loud nor soft, neither soft nor heavy, but it was enough to knock everyone's hearts.

"Yes!"

"Emperor Yun wants to harm Zhuyage, I can't wait to die. You immediately go to Bushu as Feng Youruo said, and try to minimize the casualties. But there is a little bit!" Lingyuan suddenly accentuated his tone.

"Please tell the master!"

"After going down Zhuya Peak, no one can mention Feng Youruo again, do you understand?" Ling Yuan urged.

Although everyone was surprised, they still agreed: "Yes!"

"Go! Don't go to Zhuya Peak again if you have nothing to do!"

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)