The cute little wife of the king of peerless elegance

Chapter 110

people around. . .

Is this the same thing?Your Majesty the Princess.

Can the best of both worlds be used in this way?They only know now!

Zhi Ming still had a determined look on his face, this time he didn't even reply, it seemed that he had made up his mind to die.

"Phantom wind."

Huanfeng immediately handed the bucket to the person next to him and ran over, "The subordinate is here."

Fenghua waved to him, "Come on, carry me up."

Huanfeng thought she was going to have a face-to-face conversation with Zhiming, so he said 'yes', and carried her to sit opposite Zhiming.

Unexpectedly, Fenghua did not talk to Zhiming, but called Wuming.

Wuming, who was holding a torch, looked at her strangely. Why did he feel that something was wrong?

"Come on, order. Isn't he going to sit down? I made him break the precept by eating meat. If you want to sit down and let me accompany him, it's a life for a life."

"Princess." Now the group is in a hurry.

How is this possible?

Wuming took a few steps back, fearing that the torch would actually be lit by accident.

Zhiming also narrowed his pupils and looked at her.

"Point." Fenghua shouted loudly.

Wuming stepped back a few more steps, and he would not order it even if he died.

As a result, he retreated again and again, just in front of Master Tianqing, his attention was all on Fenghua, and the torch, which was completely unprepared, was snatched by Master Tianqing.

Under the circumstances that no one expected, Master Tianqing threw the torch into the pyre in one fell swoop.

The fire "huh" immediately lit up.

Now everyone was in a hurry, and Huanfeng even grabbed a guard's bucket and wanted to throw firewood on the pile, shouting: "Hurry up and put out the fire."

"Stop." Fenghua drank.

Master Tianqing also waved his sleeves to block the water splashed by Huanfeng. Only then did everyone know that Master Tianqing had martial arts, and it seemed that his skills were not inferior to that of Master Wuhui.

Huanfeng glared at Master Tianqing, his eyes were red.Master Tianqing was already standing in front of the fire with a calm face, his posture was to prevent everyone from putting out the fire.

It doesn't matter how elegant the bottom is.

The fire light imprinted her milk-white face with a faint pink halo. Looking at the surrounding fire, Fenghua looked at Zhiming on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "This time we can live together and die together."

"Why?" Zhiming couldn't understand her.

Along the way, he could see how she cherished her life (herself as well as others), so why is she willing to die with him now?He's just an insignificant monk, isn't he?

"Because I cherish talents, and I don't want to owe people." Fenghua's tone was very natural.

"I have been observing you all the way here, and I have also learned about you from your master. I know that you were rescued by your master when you were young, and you have been a monk since you were sensible. So I thought you were right I don’t feel much about being a monk or an ordinary person, who knows that I was wrong. Since I am wrong, I have to pay the price, right?”

"The poor monk didn't blame you." So you don't have to accompany the poor monk to die.

"You don't blame me, but I will feel guilty. But to be honest, I really hope that you can be my counselor. You also know my current situation. How many people want me to die. And I can really help There are only a few busy and smart people, (pointing to his head) you are here, besides Suifeng, no one can compare to me, I need you."

Zhiming's pupils shrank again, and he looked at her deeply.

She said she needed him?Did he hear correctly?

Suifeng rushed over when he saw thick smoke rising from the backyard, but what he saw was the scene where Huanfeng and others attacked Master Tianqing.

Look at the smoky fire again, and the familiar figure sitting in the fire.

Suifeng was going crazy, and no matter why Huanfeng and others attacked Master Tianqing, he jumped up and rushed towards the fire.

"Princess!~"

Fenghua turned her head to look at him outside the firelight, and immediately raised a big smile, but when she saw the fire that was about to burn her, she immediately shouted: "Suifeng, come and save me!"

Flying into the fire, holding Fenghua in his arms, Zhiming, who was sitting like a bird without a bird, flew away immediately.

After landing safely and putting Fenghua back on the wheelchair, Suifeng yelled at Huanfeng and the others: "Stop."

Everyone stopped at the same time, Huanfeng and his personal guards retreated to Fenghua's wheelchair, and everyone still stared at Master Tianqing with hatred.

Master Tianqing ignored the crowd and rushed into the fire, then came out with Zhiming's collar, and threw him to the ground without giving him any face.

Kneeling on the ground and coughing violently for a while, Zhiming was suffering and couldn't tell, "Cough, cough, master, if you come later, this disciple really has to go see the Lord Buddha."

Suifeng saved the princess but ignored him, and although the fire didn't reach him at that time, the smoke was about to choke him to death.

Master Tianqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking ahead with a calm face, "Have you figured it out?"

"Yes, Tu'er figured it out."

Then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Master Tianqing, "Did Master see what this disciple is..." In the future?
Nodding, Master Tianqing turned and walked towards Fenghua without saying anything to him.

Huanfeng and the others looked at him still with anger and guard.

After taking a few sips of water, Fenghua noticed that Huanfeng and the others were facing Master Tianqing with their swords in their hands, and immediately slapped the wheelchair, "What, what are you doing?"

"Princess, he wants to burn you." Huanfeng stared at Master Tianqing, as if he wanted to rush up to fight him again.

"Bullshit." Anyone could harm her, except Lao Zhang.

"Put it down, put it down, put down your swords."

Everyone put away their swords, but they still looked at Master Tianqing with unkind eyes.

Master Tianqing ignored the others, but looked at Fenghua up and down with concern, "Are you all right?"

"It's something." Fenghua pulled the ponytail to the front aggrieved.

Pointing to the burnt end of the hair, "It's burnt here."

Concubine Toffee and Prince Qing wanted her to grow her hair, but now they burned a big section, making it even shorter.

"It will grow out after a while." It's good that people are fine!

Nodding his head and yawning, Fenghua waved to Suifeng, "I'm sleepy, take me back to sleep."

"Yes."

Suifeng pushed Fenghua away, and Panpan trotted to follow immediately.

Master Tianqing turned around and picked up Zhiming who was on the ground again and left.Master Wuhui, who was watching the play the whole time, looked at Huanfeng and the others with a teasing smile on his face, and followed him.

Wuming understandably pulled Yiyi, who was still puzzled, to leave without saying a word.

The whole firewood house left at once, leaving only Jiufeng and others.

Now the big guys are completely confused, looking at each other, not understanding what's going on at all?

Are they too stupid, or are masters like Master Tianqing and the princess thinking differently from normal people?

(End of this chapter)