Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Master, I have just said that she has left. I find that I can use those martial arts freely, but I can't use her medical skills... "

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips. This is the most troublesome problem. If she had a little knowledge, Nangong Beibei would feel better.

But in this situation, Nangong Beibei felt very incompetent.

"Well, I know. I'll come here early tomorrow. You can follow me to learn well during this time." After hearing what Nangong Beibei said, liuqingxuan also felt incredible, but what could he do?

Since she has that consciousness in her mind, he will give her a good hand in the rest of the time. Maybe she can know the most basic things.

It's not as if you don't know.

"Good."

Nangong Beibei nodded. Seeing that liuqingxuan wanted to get up, he also got up and sent him away.

Nangong Beibei went back to the room in the courtyard. Lengfeng was already sitting on the chair. He was watching carefully with a white jade cup in one hand and a book in the other. He looked down and serious, but it was very attractive.

"I've just left. When did you come in?" Nangong Beibei goes to Lengfeng and looks at Lengfeng.

Even if he came back, he didn't move so fast!

"Just when you sent the master out, I came and didn't call you." It's very comfortable to drink tea slowly in the cold wind.

"Well." Nangong Beibei nodded, but she pursed her lips, feeling a little dignified.

In addition to Liu Qingxuan, three people already know her life experience, and she mentioned it for the third time. Every time she mentioned it, her heart would be extremely heavy.

She doesn't belong to this world after all

"What's the matter?" Lengfeng noticed Nangong Beibei's sudden change of mood, but he put down the teacup, twisted his eyebrows and made a sound of doubt.

"I miss home."

Nangong Beibei made a straight voice. Before the cold wind had time to ask, there was an anxious shout from the outside: "no, no... Catch the assassin..."

Lengfeng and Nangong Beibei immediately stand up, he turned to Nangong Beibei, "you stay here, don't go anywhere, I'll go out to have a look."

With that, Lengfeng quickly walked out of the room. Outside the door, there were several people in black on the corridor, but they were holding bright knives and swords.

At first sight, he was very aggressive. After he came to the state of Jiang, the assassins he saw most every day. However, their voices made the whole Yuqin palace very nervous. When people were fighting, it was like swords and swords!

Then, one of the men in black noticed Nangong Beibei, and the dart in his hand flew straight towards her. Nangong Beibei quickly turned aside, and the dart passed her hair, but he was very surprised.

Nangong Beibei also quickly pulled out the sword at the head of the bed, intending to fight with those people in black outside, but was stopped by the cold wind, "they all said to let you stay in it."

Although the words of the cold wind are cold and sharp, they are warm like a spring breeze.

"It doesn't matter. I also know martial arts."

Nangong Beibei grabs him by the wrist, his eyebrows bent.

However, the men in black came towards them waving big knives. There were so many people that it was difficult for Lengfeng to protect Nangong Beibei. They were soon separated.

Nangong Beibei is also entangled with those people in black. Lengfeng always follows Nangong Beibei to protect Nangong Beibei from being hurt.

Just when they were busy fighting, they sneaked into the courtyard again, and there were more and more bodyguards. However, the martial arts of these people in black were very good, but in five moves, those bodyguards had already been knocked down by them, and they were bleeding.

Leng Feng was forced back several steps by the man in black, but he cried out anxiously: "be careful --"

Nangong Beibei heard the sound of the cold wind, but he reacted quickly. He avoided the sword coming from behind. After several rounds, neither side was hurt.

This situation seems to be delaying time. Sure enough, Nangong Beibei saw that several people in black came out of their room again.

"Leng Feng, look at that..." Nangong Beibei was interrupted by the sharp sword Qi just as he made a sound. As a last resort, Nangong Beibei had to fight with them again.

Leng Feng also noticed that these people came here to delay time. Leng Feng's palm was gathering strength. The sword in his hand quickly turned into a move, and then turned into countless sword Qi. It was like breaking the sky.

Those people were forced back several steps by Lengfeng's sword Qi. Lengfeng wanted to chase them, but he saw Nangong Beibei surrounded by them. He quickly swept towards Nangong Beibei, only to find that Nangong Beibei jumped up one by one, and a sharp sword was built around him, which surrounded those tightly. Nangong Beibei's body was jumping fast, but the blood was splashing everywhere when the sword passed!

It's like a red rain. Those people fall on the ground like melons and vegetables. Nangong Beibei's face is also stained with blood. It's like a bloodthirsty ghost. It's depressing and frightening. The whole person seems to be in the haze.

It's very cold!

All the people in black nearby were surrounded by guards, and they were hurt by Nangong Beibei's sword Qi. Lengfeng narrowed his eyes.

I never thought that Nangong Beibei's swordsmanship was so high!

"Are you all right?" Leng Feng passed by, but Nangong Beibei heard Leng Feng's call, but the anger in her eyes faded away, and her face changed.

"Nothing."

It's really nothing!

The most important thing is that Lengfeng is willing to protect her. This is where Nangong Beibei should be happy!

"Come on, give me all these people..."

Lengfeng's words haven't finished, the rest of those people in black all spit out black blood, directly fell on the ground, poisoned themselves!

It seems that they came prepared!

"Throw out these corpses and keep them under strict guard. There have been so many things happening in the palace recently. Is it that I am too kind to you?"

Cold wind negative hand but stand, that between eyebrows of the fierce but also very obvious.

"Yes." The bodyguard didn't dare to be slighted and answered the voice.

But just like Shura, he could take Nangong Beibei's hand in the next moment, with a smile like water on his lips: "wipe."