Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

It's not unreasonable to say this unintentionally, but it's not that one can practice one's martial arts by saying it with one's mouth closed.

At present, they are grasshoppers on the line. For this reason, Leng Feng said a few more words: "the process is hard, some people, for decades. If you really want to learn, I will teach you when Beibei's injury is cured."

"Yes, Beibei will be fine." If you don't want to agree with the cold wind, Nangong Beiji people have their own appearance, and heaven will protect her.

Now that he has the way to save her, he must work hard and lie down in vain. If it's so unsatisfactory, Leng Feng has already prepared for the worst in his heart.

"By the way, how did Lin Qinghou bring people to southern Xinjiang? What's the matter with Lin xian'er? " The cold wind gathered the cloak that covered Nangong Beibei's body, frowned and asked for a voice. Just now, it was really a doubt.

"When you left, someone had already brought officers and soldiers to search you. They came 13 nights and killed the officer and soldier who was the leader. Let me go to the palace to see Lin xian'er." Unconsciously, she pursed her lips and answered Lengfeng's question truthfully, "that hairpin is very deep in the flesh. If it is pulled out, Lin xian'er will die, but I can't say that it can't be saved. I can only lead them to southern Xinjiang, but I didn't expect that..."

Later, I didn't mean to say that Lengfeng could know clearly. I didn't expect that they would go to southern Xinjiang, and I didn't expect that they would meet Lin Qinghou on the way.

"Then we have to hurry up. If we are found by Lin Qinghou, we can only be their prisoners." In the eyes of the cold wind, a deep worry flashed.

Lunwugong, those people may not be able to beat him, but the situation of lunwugong is that there are many people on his side, and they don't know how to do it unintentionally. A child and a comatose injured person are obviously doomed.

Unintentionally, he didn't speak, but Lengfeng noticed that the carriage was much faster. He protected Nangong Beibei tightly to avoid her bumping.

Lin Qinghou's team in the rear was driving slowly on the snow. When he realized something was wrong, Lin Qinghou was furious: "there must be someone else hiding in his carriage. I'll chase him right away."

"Yes."

Thirteen night led Lin Qinghou's order, with a small team of ponies, fast pursuit forward, the snow, the horseshoe deep, the wheel of the car, in the snow also marked obvious traces.

"Follow the seal on the horse." Thirteen nights cold voice of scold, he has let off the cold wind and Nangong Beibei twice, twice, also can be regarded as the human feelings to repay clear, he can no longer be merciful.

However, when catching up with him, there was only an empty carriage left. There was no one in it. Thirteen nights, he tightly grasped the palm of his hand. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent, making a creaking sound. He gritted his teeth: "what a golden cicada, cold wind, I will never let you go."

The palm of the hand is gathering strength. A palm wind splits in the past. The carriage shelf is broken in an instant, which startles the horses. The horses roar and their hooves roll.

On the corner of his lips of the 13th night, he drew a bloodthirsty smile: "I want to see how you can walk without a shell."

The black eyes, but it is like a pool of dead water, deep and bottomless.

Thirteen nights was wrong. When Lengfeng decided to let Xiaodong get out of the carriage, he never thought of coming back to the carriage. He was not so stupid!

At that time, Lengfeng was carrying Nangong Beibei and Xiaodong unintentionally. They were shuttling slowly in the woods, and they didn't want to keep up with Lengfeng. They said anxiously, "if we don't choose a carriage, it will take us longer to get to the south of Xinjiang. Beibei, she..."

"I know what you want to say. Lin Qinghou is suspicious. You don't think he didn't do anything to you at that time, but later, as long as he figured it out, he would die. I'm afraid that the carriage has been destroyed by Lin Qinghou's people. At present, this is the only way we can go. "

Leng Feng gasps for breath. Although Nangong Beibei is not heavy, he is also injured. He has not taken a rest and has never taken medicine.

But he kept on biting his teeth. He always had an idea that as long as Nangong Beibei could be saved, he would never fall down. Even if he died, he would send her to a safe place to keep her safe.

If there is no hope, he will choose to go with her, will not let her alone, in this life, he owes her a lot of things.

Only waiting for the next life, slowly also.

"We've all been like this, and we can only go on along this road." Fortunately, he is a doctor. He usually goes to the mountain to collect herbs. Otherwise, if he can't keep up with his physical strength, he will drag down the cold wind.

The snow stopped, and the chill finally stopped, which reduced their resistance. Cold wind and no intention to carry them, also don't know is in the woods shuttle how long, finally, tired no strength, stopped the pace.

"Let's take a break. We need to conserve our strength." The cold wind let Nangong Beibei down. With a hiss, Nangong Beibei frowned.

"Beibei?"

"Beibei?"

Leng Feng and his careless voice rang at the same time. However, Leng Feng took the advantage of Leng Feng's close distance. Nangong Beibei woke up and saw Leng Feng as the first person.

Full of white scene, particularly dazzling, cold wind that face although beautiful meaningful Yi, but hair is a little confused, she is dreaming?

Or, dead?

"Where is this..." Nangong Beibei tried to get up, but the sharp pain came from the place where he hit the arrow on his shoulder. He didn't die, and he wasn't dreaming.

Is she okay?

"Don't move, you still have injuries. What do you want? Just tell me. Don't move, OK? " Nangong Beibei wakes up, which is very exciting for Lengfeng and Wuxin.

Leng Feng was so excited that a light mist appeared in the corner of her eyes. But seeing her frowning, Leng Feng couldn't stop loving her.

I wish it was him who hurt.

Nangong Beibei nodded and pushed Lengfeng to Nangong Beibei's side. Without Lengfeng in front of her, Nangong Beibei's sight was much wider.

Xiaodong, unintentionally, is all here. It's a forest, and it's snowing. It's so beautiful. But Nangong Beibei frowned and said, "where are you taking me?"

From yanque mountain to Yunshan mountain, Nangong Beibei has been in a coma all the time. Now he wakes up, his brain is still a little dull. If he asks, he is half a beat slower.

However, it still grasped the point.