Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

"That's what you said, but I didn't promise!" For fear that the young master would not let her pull, Feng Qinghua pulled his palm more tightly: "follow me quickly, or it will be too late."

As soon as I dragged my son out of the hall, I saw thousands of Fengguo guards almost surrounded Liuyun hall. The arrow was on the string, and it was only in an instant.

She knew that Feng Yanqing didn't have such a kind heart. She brought Luo nianbai to Liuyun hall to kill him.

The young master, dressed in white and picturesque, stands in front of the hall holding the Phoenix's jade hand. The bright moonlight shines on him like a banished immortal falling into the dust.

The arrows were already on the string, and all the arrows were fired in unison. In an instant, Feng Qinghua's right hand with wufengjian forced a little.

In the dark, dozens of dark guards in Xuanyi are now in front of him. The young master keeps his sword in front of him and says in unison: "go, young master

The black cavalry swarmed up, fighting with each other.

We are outnumbered and have no chance of winning. In this kind of wheel fight, we can't break through the encirclement, but the dark guard is already half injured. The young master keeps his face unchanged. The woman with the wind sword in her hand raises her white sleeve lightly. In a moment, she turns the falling flowers into sharp weapons and turns the arrows straight into ashes.

Fenghen moves his long gun and goes forward to fight Feng Qinghua for three or two moves. Those who are not strong enough dare not hurt her with all their strength. As long as they are close to each other, only two people can hear the voice and say, "Your Highness, your subordinates are ordered to go. Please leave quickly!"

"Get out of the way!" He actually recognized her. Feng Qinghua's eyes were red with blood at the moment. The hand holding the sword made an effort, and the future person bounced out. He took Yun Jin's hand, but he didn't let it go.

I don't know whose blood dyed the white sleeves of Gongzi Jin red. Feng Qinghua suddenly became angry. As long as she was there, Fenghen didn't dare to really order to shoot arrows. The iron cavalry constantly came to kill her eyes, but still didn't dare to hurt her.

Feng Qinghua has never been a murderer, but if there is something wrong with her today, she will feel more pain than herself.

"Zhuo Ran is also here. The palace of Fengguo is really lively!" Qingyue's laughter interrupts the fighting crowd. At this time, it sounds like the sound of nature in Feng Qinghua's ears.

Lift eyes, a face of surprise looking at people, although the appearance is ordinary, but still as dazzling as stars.

The voice did not fall, that put on the green clothes has also rushed to the crowd, behind the purple clothes ink hair childe pity face with a little helpless, a pull water shameless sleeve, white jade flute start.

The white jade flute touches the lips of the young master Xi Yan Yan Yan. The clear sound of the flute resounds through the sky. The continuous notes form a huge encirclement, which blocks back all the flying arrows. Tens of thousands of guards are shocked by such a terrible attack.

"Xuanyinsha is really wonderful!" Water no Yan really did not expect, in see Luo nianbai, hear is such a word, suddenly can't say a word.

Young master Xi Yan and Shui Wuyan, the two living treasures, came out at this time. Feng Qinghua's face was very happy. There was no way out of heaven. He said in a soft voice, "ah Wu, someone will meet you fifty miles to the West. Let's go separately later!"

"Good!" The water has no Yan to see one eye two people: "the wind beauty is more careful, if you lack the arm little leg, don't blame me to empathize, don't love!"

Feng Qinghua gently smile, the pupil gradually return to the original color, this world also only water no Yan can at this time joke.

"Qingzhi, let's go!" White sleeve floating, toes point over the sharp arrow coming from the face, Feng Qinghua has already disappeared in the night with the childe.

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The moonlight shines on the way home, and the fragrance of flowers is slightly tinged with the smell of Sixi's blood. Feng Qinghua takes the childe for a long time, and the feeling of turning around spreads all over her body. Her feet are soft, and the wind sword slips from her hands, inserts into the soil, and supports her arms on him, barely letting herself not fall down. She gasps heavily, but still breathing very hard.

In front of the ground is full of pear, contaminated with mud and dust, night wind, still do not have the slightest bit to stop meaning.

"What's the matter with you?" The childe sincerely supported her with weak limbs, and her heart was a little flustered.

"Qingzhi, let me hold... Just hold..." she was too weak, the latter somehow felt soft and put her in front of his chest.

With such a close distance and such a familiar embrace, Feng Qinghua closed her eyes and felt his temperature. Before and after the flowers, the beautiful lady was tired of leaning on your arms. If it wasn't for the blood stained white clothes, it would be a beautiful day. But at this time, the Acacia bug broke out. It's really not the time.

Not far away, the galloping sound of the horse's hooves surprised one of the two.

"Miss. Are you all right? "Caier dismounts and trembles near fengqinghua.

The pale man, dressed in blood, was really frightening under the faint moonlight.

Feng Qinghua shook her head and said, "it's OK."

The roar of the horse is near, and there are countless birds taking off in the forest behind. Hundreds of iron cavalry appear in an instant, followed by a sharp arrow with extremely fast speed. The target is aimed at the childe, which is accurate.

Who also didn't expect, Feng Qing Hua pulls childe sincerely a turn around, sharp arrow passes through heart from her body, blood color spreads out from chest gradually.

But the young master was thrown on the horse, caier's voice was shrill and silly, and he couldn't believe that what was in front of him was the truth.

"Don't come here. Take him away from Fengguo at once!" Feng Qinghua said in a deep voice.

The latter was immediately responded by her roar, and her tearful eyes responded: "yes!"

Then he flew on the horse where the young master was. Feng Qinghua raised his long sword and crossed the horse's Tail: "Qingzhi, you must remember that you owe me!"

She took life to block an arrow for him, childe sincerely heart suddenly sink.

How to repay such friendship?

He had known her for only a few days. Though he was sleeping with her, he didn't even know her name.

The mouth of the childe sincerely opens and closes. It stimulates the horse to run very fast. Feng Qinghua can't see what he said for a long time. He only sees the look in his eyes when he leaves. It's painful.

But she saw his eyes clearly and was in pain for her.

When the cavalry wanted to chase, the Phoenix tilted its cloud sleeves and danced, turning into white flying feathers all over the sky, forming an air flow wall to stop the cavalry from going.

"Phoenix feather thousand kill!" Everyone in front of him was surprised, but he didn't come and react. He fell under the feather one after another.

Seeing her murderous all around, the cavalry at the back was staring at her, but no one dared to step over.

After a long stalemate, a powerful palm force came in front of her. Feng Qinghua was not in a hurry to dodge, and she was bleeding. When she was unable to support such a powerful move, all her flying feathers fell.

The ten leading generals led the galloping horse to form a circle around Feng Qinghua. A position was slowly vacated in the middle. Feng Yanqing, who slowly put down her bow, appeared in front of her. The BMW was light, noble and calm.