This Lord is Too Cruel

That night, the corpses of the neon-shang gate were everywhere, until the next morning when Lu Yunxiu arrived, the neon-shang gate had been washed with blood.

She flew down on the neon clothes door, her eyes pierced coldly, lowered her head, looking at the corpses lying all over, she hurriedly entered, the prosperity of neon clothes door Suri had long been gone, and all that was left was desolation overnight.

Standing in the hall, Xing Wuyun looked at Lu Yunxiu, who was slowly coming forward, his expression was calm and he didn't have too much emotion.

Lu Yunxiu pointed at him, "Why are you doing this?"

Xing Wuyun raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her, "Without you, I would have less trouble."

Lu Yunxiu laughed up to the sky and stepped back, "Xing Wuyun, is it wrong that I love you?"

"It is a mistake to fall in love with someone you shouldn't love." Xing Wuyun stood up, put away the folding fan in his hand, and looked at her, "If you are the master of your neon clothes, I will not do anything. , But if you are uneasy, you can only die."

Lu Yunxiu looked at him, holding back tears, "I will not pass you so easily."

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Qianning next to him. His current skill is not good enough for Lu Yunxiu, and Lu Yunxiu naturally knew that she tapped her toes and hung in the air, drew out the long sword in her hand, and struck Xing Wuyun.

Xing Wuyun stood there, motionless, looking at her indifferently, and then saw Feng Qianning's hand waving from the side, a strong palm wind blocking the sword energy.

Lu Yunxiu was shocked, spinning in the air, then falling down, looking at the woman in front of him, and said solemnly, "Who are you?"

Feng Qianning clapped his hands and stood beside Xing Wuyun, "Dead or alive?"

"Dead." Xing Wuyun leaned sideways, without a glance at Lu Yunxiu, just one word said everything.

Lu Yunxiu sneered, "It's not that easy to kill me. I will retaliate ten times for the revenge of the sect."

She said, then raised her hand, split the bluestone in front of her, waved her palms, and the bluestone rushed forward along with her palm strength. Feng Qianning flicked her finger, and the stone pillars on both sides of the hall shook gently. Then she looked at Xing Wuyun, "Not leaving yet."

Naturally, Xing Wuyun knew what Feng Qianning was going to do, tapped his toes lightly, and left the hall over Lu Yunxiu.

When he fell outside the hall, he heard the sound of "rumble", and red figures fell beside him, and the hall in front of him collapsed and turned into ruins.

Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Qianning next to him, "Unexpectedly, Princess Qianning has such skills."

Feng Qianning patted his hands, but smiled slightly, then turned around and walked down the mountain.

A crowd of Wuxiemen were waiting behind him, and a man in a white gown bowed his head and said, "Master, what should I do with the rest?"

"The dust is gone." Xing Wuyun's peach blossom eyes were bent into a beautiful arc, but the light in his eyes was ruthless. After he said, he turned around and left with Feng Qianning.

The Innocent Door is also damaged. Fortunately, the Nishang Door is now completely wiped out. Since then, there is no Nishang Door in the rivers and lakes. The man in white gown in front of him waved his hand, and the disciple behind him would have been prepared. The torch was thrown away, and in an instant, the entire neon door was submerged in the sea of ​​fire.

Xing Wuyun went down the mountain and rode back to the capital with Feng Qianning.

The disciples of the Innocent Sect naturally returned to the gate.

The raging fire burned the entire neon clothes door into the sky. A woman walked out of the hall slowly. The clothes on her body were burnt to charcoal, and even the half of her face was burned. Her eyes were concentrated. Hate, turned around, looked at the huge sea of ​​fire in front of him, with a hideous face, like a ghost from hell.

When Feng Aotian and Wei Zimo rushed to the border gate to the west of Nanhuiguo, the sky was already dark, and the two did not enter the city, but walked into the mountain a hundred miles away to the west.

This place belongs to the desolate land to the west, with stretches of mountains everywhere, and the mountains are full of beasts. If you are not careful, it will become a delicious meal for beasts.

However, this place was stationed with an army arranged by Feng Aotian half a year ago, and Nan Yu naturally did not expect that she had planned to take Nan to return to China long ago, and the people here are destined to be Insert a sharp blade into Nan Huiguo's heart.

Feng Aotian took Wei Zimo to the mountains. After walking for a long time, she saw a stone gate in front of her. She tapped the stone at the door, the stone gate slowly opened, and the two walked in.

Seeing that Feng Aotian was coming, the soldiers guarding the Shimen knelt on the ground together, "See the emperor!"

Wei Zimo looked up and saw that this place is really a cave. The outside looks very desolate, but inside is beautiful scenery, unified houses, and uniforms. I must have lived here for a long time.

He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian's mouth with a consistent smile, holding his hand, and walking forward unhurriedly, as if he was strategizing and deciding the king of thousands of miles.

A woman in military robes walked in front of the hall, with a beautiful face and steady steps. She greeted Feng Aotian straight on, and then knelt on one knee, "See the emperor!"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of her. Because of her year-round military training, she was a bit more tenacious and upright than an average woman, with clean eyes, and her skin was not as fair as an average woman, but she had a healthy complexion. He chuckled, "Ajiu, how are these days?"

"The emperor, the subordinates are ready, just wait for the emperor to give an order." Ah Jiu slowly got up and responded with a smile.

Feng Aotian nodded slightly, then lifted up his steps, and entered the main hall. The soldiers inside knelt down, "See the emperor for humble ranks!"

"All get up." Feng Aotian waved his hand, holding Wei Zimo's hand and sitting on the main seat.

"Yes." Everyone immediately got up and stood on one side with their heads down.

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at the people in front of her. These were all excellent soldiers she secretly selected. Ah Jiu learned to line up troops and lead soldiers to fight since she was a child. He was also with Xue Ke and Jin Yao. Grew up in the mountains.

"Where are the people of Le Qiguo now?" Feng Aotian didn't ask too much, but went straight to the subject.

Ah Jiu bowed his head and replied respectfully, "I arrived at the border secretly last night."

"How many people are there?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Two hundred thousand." Ah Jiu replied unhurriedly.

Feng Aotian nodded, "Who is the coach?"

"It's a fierce general of Le Qiguo, named Meng Chu." Ah Jiu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, and whispered back.

Feng Aotian curled her lips and smiled, looking at her, "Hundred thousand versus two hundred thousand, do you have a chance of winning?"

"Please rest assured, the emperor, his subordinates will definitely tell him to come back and never come back." Ah Jiuchengzhu answered in his chest.

Wei Zimo looked at the people waiting in front of him, turned his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, thinking, what else is she that he doesn't know or understand?

Feng Aotian waved his sleeves and said in a loud voice, "Okay, the war will start tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, with excited smiles on their faces. At this moment, they waited too long.

Feng Aotian took Wei Zimo's hand and got up, stepped up, and walked into the backyard. She looked at Wei Zimo, "Is this place accustomed? If you are not used to it, the master will follow you into the city."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the scenery in the backyard. Ah Jiu, who was standing not far away, said with a smile, "Master, the servant girl knows that you and Lord Hou will be here, so I specially rearranged it according to Lord Hou Suri's preferences. The furnishings and furnishings of the room are always used by Lord Hou."

Feng Aotian nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Wei Zimo, "Go and see."

Wei Zimo knew that this was her care, he squeezed her hand, "It doesn't matter where you live with you."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "This is not like what Wei Zimo said."

Wei Zimo's eyes were cold, "Then I will take back the words of Shi Cai."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, and the two of them stepped into the house, exactly the same as the furnishings of the attic where he lived in the restaurant.

"Satisfying?" Feng Aotian shook his hand and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Wei Zimo nodded, wrapped her waist around her, hugging her, "I'm tired."

Ah Jiu looked at the two people in front of him, chuckled, and walked out, "The slave and the maidservant ordered people to prepare meals."

Feng Aotian watched Ah Jiu's leaving figure, holding Wei Zimo's waist, and turning around, the two fell on the soft couch, she lowered her head, kissed his lips, and bit gently.

Wei Zimo encircled her waist and deepened the lingering kiss.

He leaned in her arms, raised his eyes, and looked at her, "In addition to the fact that you have planted a man and horse in the southern country, can you have your man and horse in other countries?"

Feng Aotian pressed the tip of his nose, "Guess what."

Wei Zimo curled his lips and smiled, his cold eyes reflected a hint of meaningful light, "Naturally there is."

Feng Aotian hugged him gently, "Why doesn't Feng Qiguo have their men and horses? However, the master will cut the grass and roots one by one."

Wei Zimo encircled her waist. Now it was just the beginning, and the road ahead was still long. Suddenly he flashed a thought, can he really walk with her forever?

At this time, the figure of the soul fell and stood not far away, heading down to report, "Master, the neon clothes door has been blood washed."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian just responded lightly.

"General Leng and General Mu are ready to go to war tomorrow morning." The soul immediately replied.

"Okay." Feng Aotian's mouth raised a cold smile, "The three sides, northwest and south, are fighting together. Master Nan Yu has to see how capable it is."

"Aren't you afraid that Leling would take the opportunity to send troops to attack Fengqi?" Wei Zimo looked at Feng Aotian's eyes with certainty, presumably, he had already made arrangements.

"He just let the horse come here." Feng Aotian responded with a smile, "the day after tomorrow, you will withdraw all the properties from Nan Huiguo."

"Okay." Wei Zimo replied softly, "What about half of the industry in Lu Yunxiu's hands?"

Feng Aotian looked down and looked at him, "How could Lu Yunxiu die so easily, but this industry cannot fall into Nan Yu's hands."

Listening to Feng Aotian’s words, Wei Zimo naturally knew that now, if he had siphoned out half of Nan’s return home, and Nan Yu’s remaining 50%, those industries could support the army’s food and grass. Can't support the entire South-back economy.

In the end, Nan returned to the country to fight against the trapped beasts.

When Xing Wuyun and Feng Qianning rushed back to the capital, it was late at night. The two entered the palace. Xing Wuyun went to the side courtyard and looked for no wind, while Feng Qianning returned to his bedroom.

Unexpectedly, when he came back at this time, he prepared wine early in the morning and waited for him.

Meteor sits aside boredly, with his hands propped on his chin, his dark eyeballs are turning non-stop. After spending a long time with the windlessness, he feels that this person’s thoughts are deep and profound, and it is definitely a deeply hidden one. fox.

Xing Wuyun lightly landed in the courtyard, then sat down, Dang Even picked up the jug, filled the wine, watched the windlessness, and drank a glass by himself.

Wufeng looked at him in a very good mood, and smiled, "A big problem has been solved, and it seems that you can rest easy in the future."

"Indeed." Xing Wuyun nodded, "You can't let her keep reading, and mention it every time she gets angry."

Meteor raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "It turned out to be for the Holy Lord."

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and looked at him, "That is natural, she is not happy, and others can't be comfortable."

The corner of Meteor's mouth curled, "I really love the Holy Lord like my life."

"That is natural." Xing Wuyun undeniably responded.

No wind also poured a cup, "I'm afraid this is not so easy to solve in the palace."

"What did you find?" Xing Wuyun raised an eyebrow, looked at Wufeng, and asked with a smile.

"The smell is different." Wufeng said quietly, and the two were mumbling each other.

Meteor rolled his eyes round and round, looking at the two people in front of him, they couldn't speak normally, raised their eyes and looked at the windlessness, "Maybe the wine made from wild fruits was drunk?"

"It's only a few days." Wufeng smiled at him, "You can drink this."

Meteor shook his head, "No, this is not the time to get drunk."

A light smile flashed across her eyes without wind, "It's just a drink, and it's not intoxicating."

Meteor swallowed and shook his head, "Don't drink."

"Then you just watch." Wufeng smiled lightly, then poured another glass, looked at Xing Wuyun, and the two drank with a smile.

"Tomorrow morning, I am afraid that the world will be in chaos." Seeing that the two ignored him, Meteor could only find a topic by himself, and couldn't just sit like this.

Xing Wuyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's just a Nan returning home. It will be a chaos when Le Qiguo is taken."

"Are you willing?" Wufeng asked, looking at Xing Wuyun.

"I am not Le Yun, but Xing Wuyun. As long as she wants it, why not give up?" Xing Wuyun looked at him and said.

"You are putting her first in everything now. It's really infatuation." Wufeng chuckled, and became more curious about Feng Aotian.

Xing Wuyun played with the wine glass in his hand, looked up at the moonlight, "She should embrace Wei Zimo and enjoy the moon now."

Said, "Don't you regret it? Didn't you bring them together?"

"Regret?" Xing Wuyun chuckled, "It's just..."

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He lowered his eyes, the transparent wine in the wine glass reflected his charming eyes, and he chuckled softly, "I miss her."

Wufeng stunned slightly and looked at him, "When did the brother become so sentimental?"

"People always become." Xing Wuyun raised his head and continued to admire the moonlight, "It just depends on who he changes."

Leng Qianye has already made arrangements for this place. He raised his eyes and looked at the small town not far away that was filled with night. Tomorrow, it will be bloody.

His handsome and dusty face was covered with a cloud of mist, standing with his hands behind him, holding the saber around his waist in one hand, raising his eyes and looking into the distance. Returning south to China was the real beginning of the war. In fact, they all knew in their hearts, Feng Ao. Heaven's ambition, this is also their ambition.

Fu Zhuo stood by, looking at Leng Qianye, "General Leng, don't you go to a break?"

"No." Leng Qianye opened his lips indifferently, "If the order is passed on, I will enter the city tomorrow without hurting any people in the city."

"Yes." Fu Zhuo responded, they are sergeants, not robbers.

Mu Hanyao had already rushed to the border gate on the north side of the southern border with Ma Hao. He sat on his horse and looked at the towers in front of him. They were all heavily guarded. He did not intentionally hide them, but Holding the torch, it was like a long dragon, standing like a rainbow five miles away, catching cold across the night sky.

Ye Meixi was still standing on the border gate, looking at the fire dragon not far away, his charming face was smiling, this was just the beginning.

Sure enough, at this moment, Feng Aotian and Wei Zimo were reclining on the soft couch by the window, looking at the moonlight outside the window, peaceful and comfortable.

Wei Zimo likes this feeling. There are only two of them, without any interruption. He opens his eyes and he can see her. When he goes to bed at night, she is by his side. He suddenly thinks, Has time become so dependent on one person?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the bright full moon, "The moonlight is very good tonight."

Wei Zimo returned to his senses and looked at her, "It would be nice if I could do this for the rest of my life."

Feng Aotian suddenly turned over, pressed him in his arms, ran his fingertips across his waist, and gently unfastened the jade buckle of his belt. The bright red brocade robe was scattered on his side, and her jade-like hand slipped in. The placket, ironing his seductive skin, Wei Zimo wears a veil, his cold eyes are filled with misty colors, his hands are wrapped around her waist, and her belt is untied, learning her movements, sliding The slippery skin of the tentacles inside her clothes made his fingers tremble slightly.

Feng Aotian chuckled, "Are you impatient?"

Wei Zimo pulled back a trace of reason, retracted his hands, placed them on both sides, turned his head, and whispered, "No."

Feng Aotian took advantage of the opportunity to bite his slender white jade neck and clasped his fingers with his hands. Her loose robe obscured his enchanting figure. He felt the tingling sensation from his neck. He whispered, "Um..."

Wei Zimo lay weakly on the soft couch, raised his eyes, and watched her phoenix eyes filled with a thick smile, the corner of his mouth smiled deeper, his complexion was stained with red clouds, more than the red veil. The ground is charming and beautiful.

He looked sideways unnaturally, raised his hand, closed his clothes, turned his back to her, and didn't look at her.

Feng Aotian knew that he was shy, so he wrapped his waist around him and hugged him, "Go to the bed and rest on the bed. This place is not afraid of getting cold."

Wei Zimo snorted coldly. Now there is a flame in his heart, which is about to ignite himself. Where can he catch cold?

Feng Aotian put his cheek on his back and rubbed it gently, "Observe."

Listening to her soft voice, Wei Zimo lost his temper. He turned around and looked at her, "You just decide that I can't do anything to you, right?"

Feng Aotian hugged him, "It seems that we have to do such things often in the future."

Wei Zimo hurriedly pushed her away, got down on the soft couch with a gloomy face, and lay on the couch with her back.

Feng Aotian half-supported, lying on her side on the soft couch, looking at his back, her robes scattered in two places, she gave a low laugh in joy, then got off the bed, and when she reached the screen, she put on a clean He then got on the bed, turned his body over, wrapped it in his arms, patted his back, "Go to sleep."

Wei Zimo took a deep breath, inhaling the unique fragrance of her body, which made him feel at ease, he raised his hand, wrapped her waist, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quietly.

With a faint smile on the corner of Feng Aotian's mouth, he hugged him to sleep.

When he returned to China, Nan Yu stayed up all night. All the arrangements have been made. Now, he is waiting for a real contest with Feng Aotian. He looks like he has a chance to win. After all, this is him and Le Qihuang's long-planned strategy.

Until the fifth hour, the sky was slightly bright, Leng Qianye raised his eyes and watched the sky turn white, he raised his hand, and gently waved his palm into the air, "Go!"

"Yes." Fu Zhuo took the order and led the soldiers towards the town.

Mu Hanyao was ready. At the same time, he raised his hand and waved, "Tack!"

"Yes." The loud horn blew, and then I heard the sound of killing in my ear, which completely broke the silence of this morning.

At the same time, Ah Jiu rushed to the west border with the horses and horses, and at the same hour, he brought the horses and horses to the city.

Suddenly, Nanhuiguo was full of smoke and three border gates were attacked together. This is the first time in a thousand years that there has been such a big battle. Compared with the last time Wuyue Kingdom was flanked by Leqiguo and Nanhuiguo, it was more powerful. vast.

Xing Wuyun and Wufeng have been drinking until dawn, raising their eyes and looking at the sky in front of them, he chuckles and said, "Now it's time for Nan to return home."

"That also depends on whether Feng Aotian has this ability." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun, put down the wine glass in his hand, got up calmly, and then walked into the house.

Xing Wuyun immediately got up, did not follow Wufeng in, but turned around and left the courtyard.

Meteor watched Xing Wuyun leave, and quickly followed him, "Where are you going?"

"Naturally go back to the Cloud Palace." Xing Wuyun said, walking forward briskly.

Meteor hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside him, "I want to go too."

"Whatever." Xing Wuyun said, raising his head.

The dog was not awake yet, watching the meteor leaving, could only yawn and follow him.

Standing outside the palace, Xing Wuyun happened to see Lan Jingshu approaching here. He stood at the door of the palace with a slutty smile.

"I came here specifically?" Xing Wuyun asked in a low voice when Lan Jingshu approached.

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu nodded, "Is the emperor going to take action on Nan returning home?"

"The war has begun today." Xing Wuyun knew that Lan Jingshu naturally knew his way.

Lan Jingshu nodded and said, "I see, just rest when you come back."

Xing Wuyun responded with a smile, "Okay."

Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, turned around, and left slowly.

Meteor looked at Lan Jingshu, and then at Xing Wuyun, he couldn't help but shook his head. The people around the Holy Lord were really not simple. In this world, I am afraid that there is only one person who can control them.

Xing Wuyun looked at Lan Jingshu's back and walked into his bedroom comfortably.

Meteor quickly raised his foot and followed in.

Gu Yefeng stood not far away waiting for Lan Jingshu. Seeing him coming, he asked in a low voice, "Do you know something?"

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu replied softly, "You and I only have to stabilize the game. The other emperors have their own arrangements."

Gu Yefeng heard Lan Jingshu's words and knew that the matter was afraid that it was even worse than before, and he nodded, "Okay."

Yi Mu stepped up, walked out of the bedroom, and saw the two standing outside the palace, "What are you talking about?"

"You." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, jokingly.

"Talk about me?" Yi Mu stepped forward, stood in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm saying that your body is much better now." Lan Jingshu replied softly. There are some things that I don't want Yi Mu to worry too much about.

Yi Mu's thoughts are clear and he naturally knew that they were hiding something from him. He smiled and nodded, "It's indeed better than before."

The three chatted and laughed, then got up and went to the police station.

When Feng Aotian got up, the sky was already bright, Wei Zimo turned sideways, opened his eyes, and looked at her foolishly.

She met his eyes and stroked the broken hair on his forehead, "When did you wake up?"

"Just now." Wei Zimo whispered, leaned over, took the initiative to make a light kiss on the corner of her lips, and then got up.

Feng Aotian was startled slightly. Seeing him being so active, his mood became happy. He quickly got up and held his hand. There was already someone waiting outside the door.

"Come in." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"Yes." Two maidservants came in. They were beautiful and pleasant in appearance, but they were also very clever.

Hastily put down the corresponding washing utensils, put the breakfast on the table, and then stepped back.

The two approached, Feng Aotian stood in front of him, rolled his sleeves, and carried the golden basin into the screen.

Wei Zimo felt warm for her attentiveness to herself and wanted to stop her, but, remembering what she had said, his face was slightly sullen, he took off the veil and leaned over to cleanse.

Feng Aotian listened to the sound of water coming from outside the screen, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. After the face was cleaned, Wei Zimo changed a new veil and looked at the bright red brocade robe he had prepared next to him, and he immediately put it on.

When Feng Aotian came out, she had already changed into a silver-gray brocade robe, and she walked in front of him, "I asked them to go to the restaurant in the city to get it yesterday."

Wei Zimo looked at her, "I want you to tie my hair."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and responded with a smile, "Okay."

Wei Zimo clearly remembered the look and behavior when she personally tied Xing Wuyun's hair, and the smile on Xing Wuyun's mouth was so bright. He immediately sat in front of the dressing table and looked at his face that covered the veil. Ten For several years, he has lived like this. He never thought that one day he would be able to lift his veil. Sometimes, he forgot what his real appearance was under his veil. He raised his eyes and looked at him standing sideways. She is still smiling, and the hand holding his ink hair is very gentle. Anyone who reads this kind of picture will be moved inexplicably.

After Feng Aotian tied Wei Zimo's hair, he put the jade comb down, raised his eyes, and looked at him, "Really beautiful, enchanting."

Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looked at him, and was praised by a man for his beauty, which was really unnatural, "Alright?"

"Okay." Feng Aotian took his hand and got up, and the two walked to the table, watching the dishes in front of them, and they all cooked according to his preferences.

Wei Zimo thought that in this remote place, she could still be so meticulous. In this world, I am afraid that there will be no one who can treat herself like her.

Feng Aotian picked up the vegetables and put them in his bowl, "Eat more, wait a while, and accompany him to watch the game."

"Okay." Wei Zimo nodded, and immediately put the vegetables in her bowl.

For Feng Aotian, Wei Zimo did not allow anyone to approach him from the beginning, and now he can eat at the same table with her peacefully and sleep together, which has explained everything. He has her in his heart. That's enough.

She smiled and looked at him. Not all love is vigorous, but it can also be so plain. She likes long-flowing feelings, so that they can linger on each other forever.

The two stopped breakfast and stepped out of the backyard. The two maidservants outside the door bowed their heads and said, "See the emperor for the maidservants!"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly and flew away holding Wei Zimo's hand.

She Yunxiu blocked his face in her arms, not letting the wind and sand hit him, Wei Zimo leaned quietly in her arms, this was what he had lost and sought the warmth for a long time.

Not far away, I heard the screaming screams of killing, the collision of weapons, the tearing of soldiers falling to the ground, and the entire border gate tower was filled with smoke and suppressed black mist.

A Jiu is dressed in a uniform, sitting on a horse, looking ahead, and on the tower, standing a tall man with a handsome appearance, not like the rumored mighty rough, but a little more Bookish.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, but they were both pierced with bone-eroding cold.

Wei Zimo leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, and the two fell on a towering tree not far away. He whispered, "That person is Meng Chu?"

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "but it makes the Lord's eyes shine."

"You really see one and love the other." Listening to Feng Aotian's tone, Wei Zimo immediately sank his face.

Feng Aotian hugged his waist, lightly exerted force, and kissed him on the cheek, "As long as it is talented, he likes it."

Wei Zimo snorted coldly, knowing the meaning of Feng Aotian’s words, not because he was interested in Meng Chu, but because of his talents. Imagine that a gentle-looking person could be called a strong general. , We know that his ability is not small.

However, thinking of him next to her, and even looking at others, I felt unhappy in my heart, raised his hand, followed her, and twisted her waist severely.

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Dare to screw him?"

"Humph." Wei Zimo snorted deeply, then turned his head, not looking at her.

Feng Aotian's strength around his waist became tighter, and he said solemnly, "Jealous?"

Wei Zimo raised his hand and rejected her, "A ghost jealous?"

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Dear friends, Lemon is very worried this month. In the past two weeks, I suffered from stomach pain twice. I vomited one day and one night yesterday. I really didn’t have the strength to write the codeword. In the middle of the night, I stubbornly wrote three thousand words. Live, then go to sleep, this is the second change of the day before yesterday, the chapter that was broken yesterday, lemon will make it up, hug!

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