The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 211 Reward, Warm and Tender

Facing Xuanyuan Mochen's fiery gaze, Feng Qianya put her slender arms around his neck, a coquettish smile appeared on her beautiful face, her pink lips lightly lifted, "Reward? Given the baby's current condition, this reward is more than enough for the baby." ?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's phoenix eyes were stained with a smile, and he stared at her more and more hotly, his crimson lips moved behind her ears, his voice was low and hoarse, "Ya'er... I agree with this, Ya'er don't worry... I want it rise."

After saying that, Xuanyuan Mochen half stood up, stretched out his hand and tore off the jade belt around his waist, and took off his robe, revealing his strong and long body.

Seeing that he was coming for real, Feng Qianya squinted her apricot eyes slightly, a cluster of flames burning slowly at the bottom of her eyes, a bewitching arc was drawn from the corners of her lips, and her crisp voice increased by two decibels, "Baby, do you want to die?" Did you forget that you still have ~injury~ on your body?"

Feng Qianya deliberately accentuated the words "I'm hurt", and almost said it through gritted teeth.

Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his light brown pupils were full of lust, his eyes were hot and ambiguous, a charming smile appeared on his handsome face, his crimson lips moved behind Feng Qianya's ears, his voice was low and hoarse, " Ya'er... I don't care, I want... Ya'er's reward."

After saying that, he lowered his head, attached Feng Qianya's lips, and kissed her tenderly.

His movements were gentle yet with a hint of eagerness.

When he was gentle, he was like water, like a soft net enclosing Feng Qianya, and the warmth in the net made her heart indulge in it bit by bit.

When he was fanatical, she was like a fire, and she was placed in the sea of ​​fire he created. She couldn't tell the direction for a while, but her heart was warmed by his heat, and it slowly became hot.

Opening her eyes slowly, she stared at the handsome man who was kissing him sometimes tenderly and sometimes fervently, her penetrating eyes were dyed with the most beautiful and genuine smile.

Closing her eyes again, she wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss delicately for the first time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the entire earth was gradually engulfed in black. Several stars were inlaid in the night sky, dazzling like bright gems. The bright moon rose from the black abyss, and the silver-white light shone down, coating the earth with a layer of light. Light yarn.

late at night
The night wind blew gently, and the leaves rustled, adding a touch of eerie to the silent night.

Nearly 200 swaying black shadows appeared in Shengqing Palace almost instantly, and the big knife in his hand shone silver under the moonlight, making it even sharper.

More than 200 murderous black shadows rushed towards Yihanxuan.

The two sleeping together in the room had already slept peacefully, but when they noticed a large number of people approaching, they woke up immediately.

"Ya'er, stay in the room, I'll go out and have a look." Xuanyuan Mochen who woke up looked down at Feng Qianya who had also woken up in his arms, his brows were full of tenderness.

Fengqian Yayu covered her mouth with her hands and yawned. She turned over and pressed Xuanyuan Mochen down. The corners of her lips showed a bewitching curve, her slender jade fingers caressed his sexy crimson lips, and she said softly, "Baby, are you hurt?" body, stay in the room, I'll go."

After saying that, she swiftly rolled off the bed, only wearing a thin undershirt, and yawned, her eyes were blazing, and she walked towards the door of the room. Qianya's sweet dream, but since they are here, she will definitely "treat" them well.

Xuanyuan Mochen saw Feng Qianya running out in only her close-fitting underwear, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, his handsome face sank a bit, and he shouted in a displeased tone: "Feng Qianya, why don't you go out after putting on your clothes? ..."

"Boom..." His words were interrupted at the moment Feng Qianya closed the door.

The corners of his lips twitched, and a haze shrouded his handsome face. Damn it, does she really not mind being seen by others about her enchanting figure?

Anger burst out of his chest, and he quickly rolled over from the bed, but he accidentally touched the wound on his chest, and frowned slightly before he began to put on his robe.

"Boom...boom..." At this time, the battle had already started outside the door. Fengying, Yesha, Yueliu, Yueli, and the guards of the palace fought with the more than 200 men in black. The sound of weapons colliding was heard. It seemed extremely abrupt in the dark night.

It even alarmed Si Yunyi, Xuanyuan Liluo, and Anling Yifeng in the mansion.

Feng Qianya, who was the first to leave the room, moved a mahogany chair, sat lazily, raised her legs, covered her mouth and yawned while watching the battle.

Xuanyuan Liluo saw that Feng Qianya was only wearing close-fitting clothes, sitting on a mahogany chair and yawning while watching the battle. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he stepped forward with a faint smile, with a gentle voice, "Sister-in-law Liu is very elegant."

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xuanyuan Liluo, then raised her eyes to An Ling Yifeng who was also dressed in white. At this moment, he was closing those clear and pure eyes, frowning tightly, and muttering: "Sin ...sin..."

Hearing the word "guilty", Feng Qianya's almond eyes narrowed into a line, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly. She dared to meet Tang Seng who practiced with hair. No matter how he looked, he looked a bit like Tang Seng , he doesn't seem to like seeing people kill.

Withdrawing her eyes from An Ling Yifeng, she glanced at Si Yunyi who was wearing a black robe with a third of her peripheral vision. Seeing his eyes staring at the more than 200 men in black, she didn't know what he was thinking .

Anling Yifeng walked up to Feng Qianya like a fairy, his brows were still tightly locked, and his clear and pure eyes were stained with pity, "Miss, can there be a way to stop them from fighting? God has the virtue of good life, Everyone has their own destiny, how can they be killed in vain?"

Hearing the words "virtue of good life" from his mouth, the corners of Feng Qianya's lips twitched again, she can now be sure that An Ling Yifeng is definitely a copy of Tang Seng.

She raised her eyebrows, with a slight smile on her lips, her tone was flat and unwavering, "Since everyone has their own destiny, how can you and I change their destiny? Maybe they were not killed in vain, but they were destined."

Hearing Feng Qianya's words, An Ling Yifeng was slightly taken aback, turned around again and looked at the ongoing fight, frowning as he thought about Feng Qianya's words.

Seeing the guards of the palace fell one by one, while only a dozen of the more than 200 men in black fell down, a trace of chill flashed across Feng Qianya's penetrating eyes.

She glanced at the ring on her ring finger, with a slight smile on her lips, and said softly, "Baby, come out and stretch your muscles."

As soon as she finished speaking, the ring gave off a faint golden light, and the Red Luan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword flew out together.

Seeing this, Si Yunyi flashed to Feng Qianya's body, with a trace of anger floating in his black eyes, his whole body was as cold and arrogant as a snow lotus, and his voice was cold, "House of the Holy Qing, use the Red Luan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword Still with me."

Feng Qianya raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, stood up lazily, stared at the red luan sword with a smile like a flower, and parted her pink lips lightly, "Little baby, do you want to be with me or him?"

The Hongluan sword, which can understand human language, swung its blade twice, telling Feng Qianya that it was unwilling to follow Si Yunyi, and then it flew in front of Feng Qianya, and the hilt stuck to her left cheek , and stuck it on the right cheek, and then lightly touched her pink lips twice, as if kissing her face and kissing her lips.

Seeing this, Si Yunyi was slightly stunned, could it be that the Red Luan Sword really recognized Feng Qianya as its master?

Xuanyuan Liluo stared at the Red Luan Sword with a hint of curiosity, but he didn't expect that although it was a sword, it could understand human words, and it really was a sword with aura.

An Ling Yifeng was still struggling with the fight scene, it was the first time he had seen such a bloody fight scene, and it was difficult for him to adapt for a while.

Feng Qianya saw that Fengying and the others seemed to be unable to resist, she held the Hongluan sword in her left hand, and was about to hold the Dragon Soul sword in her right hand, but saw the Dragon Soul sword flying into the night sky.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya, Xuanyuan Liluo, and Si Yunyi raised their heads, only to see the Dragon Soul Sword flying into the hands of a man with a silver mask, that is, Xuanyuan Mochen.

Because of Si Yunyi's presence, Xuanyuan Mochen still appeared as a silver-masked man in order not to arouse suspicion.

Seeing that the Dragon Soul Sword actually recognized Xuanyuan Mochen as its master, Feng Qianya raised her lips slightly, could it be that she was destined?
At this moment, the Red Luan Sword in her hand glowed crimson, and the Dragon Soul Sword in Xuanyuan Mochen's hand, who was wearing a silver mask, also emitted a golden light.

Feng Qianya's body was covered by the red light of Hongluan's sword, and she flew towards Xuanyuan Mochen who was wearing a silver mask.

And Xuanyuan Mochen's body was also covered by the golden light of the Dragon Soul Sword, and flew towards Feng Qianya.

The bodies of the two attracted each other like magnets, and the Red Luan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword were also attached together. The crimson light and the golden light merged to emit a more dazzling light, which almost illuminated the entire palace.

This scene caught the attention of the two hundred men in black who were fighting.

One of the leading men in black shouted: "The master has ordered that the Hongluan Sword and the Dragon Soul Sword will be taken away."

"Yes!" Two hundred men in black responded in unison, holding sharp knives, and flew towards Feng Qianya and Xuanyuan Mochen.

(End of this chapter)