This Lord is Too Cruel

Leng Qianye finally couldn't help the intense pain in his heart, a mouthful of fishy sweetness overflowed the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were even black, almost fainting.

Mu Hanjin was even more flustered. She could only step forward to help him, not daring to move. Suddenly, a cold wind blew up, and his hands holding Leng Qianye became empty. Lifting his eyes, he saw Leng Qianye falling firmly In Feng Aotian's arms.

She held Leng Qianye and Ye Meixi in her arms, and he slowly got up, but a sense of discomfort rose in his heart. Does that embrace no longer have his place?

Suddenly, he was shocked by his own inexplicable thought. What was he thinking?

Father Feng woke up quietly, and when he saw that his master was okay, he barely supported the broken bones, got up, limped close to Feng Aotian, "Master, you are fine, and the old slave is scared to death. "

Seeing that Father Feng was also injured, Feng Aotian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Sixi, help Father Feng go down to rest."

"Yes." Si Xi quickly responded, and then stepped forward to help Father Feng to leave.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes, staring at Leng Qianye who was leaning against his arms. He has no strength now, but the stubbornness in his bones is still vividly displayed, the indifference between his eyebrows, and his guarded look Staring at her own cold jade eyes made her look cold.

Ye Meixi stared at the man in front of him. His face was extremely beautiful, but he was not as enchanting and handsome as his own, but with a pure beauty like a thousand-year-old snow lotus, which made people afraid to profanity. Even him, He also sighed inferiorly, and felt a pain for no reason. He raised his eyes, and faced the eyes that Feng Aotian was staring at Leng Qianye at the moment, he felt inferior inferiority for the first time.

Feng Aotian felt the trembling of Ye Meixi's body, and gently pushed him along the way, pushing him into Mu Hanjin's arms, then took off his robe and covered him, looking towards Mu Han Jin, "Send him back to rest."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, and then she supported Ye Meixi who suddenly bumped into his arms, feeling a little clasped.

Ye Meixi curled the corners of her lips slightly, with a dissatisfaction on her face, staring at Feng Aotian faintly, "Master...you don't care about the slaves?"

Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, his eyes flashed coldly, "I will settle the account with you later."

Ye Meixi met the coldness in Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes, and felt cold all over, he was afraid he couldn't help it anymore.

Feng Aotian hugged the dying Leng Qianye and left, and went directly to Qinghui Pavilion.

Mu Hanjin watched her leave from the back, unexpectedly felt a sense of sorrow, he stared blankly, what was going on?

Ye Meixi saw Mu Hanjin standing motionless in the distance. He gently wrapped his robe and leaned on Mu Hanjin’s shoulder weakly, “Don’t worry, just go and see. Rescue me, it consumed a lot of internal strength. Just now, when I heard that you were injured, I forcibly collected my internal strength. I have suffered internal injuries. I have been entangled with the assassin for a long time. Now, if you want to save that beauty, you must consume internal strength. Seeing that he was hurt so badly, it seems that this time..."

Before Mu Hanjin listened, she dragged Ye Meixi to Qinghui Pavilion, with the words lingering in her mind, is she injured?

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's indifferent eyes with worry flashing, and snorted coldly. In the past, she saw that her master was ignorant of her, but now she is worried about her. Installed.

auzw.com Feng Aotian took Leng Qianye back to Qinghui Pavilion, and with a big wave of his hand, he closed the door, laid him flat on the bed, stretched out his hand, and quickly touched him The acupuncture points on her body, followed by a bend in the palm of her hand, sucked the teacup placed on the most recent cases into her palm, picked up the dagger on the side, and calmly cut her wrist away. The blood overflowed like an infusion, and she dripped the blood into the teacup. In the middle, he dripped into ten cups, tapped the acupuncture points of his wrist, and after hemostasis, he took out the white porcelain bottle in his arms, took out the pills inside, and put them into the cup full of her blood, and handed it to Leng Qian Ye's mouth.

Although Leng Qianye is now weak, he still has a clear consciousness. This may be the will that he has been able to exercise calmly from his place since he joined the army, no matter how big a crisis he encountered.

He witnessed Feng Aotian, the cruel regent who he had spurned and hated for two years, but now he did not hesitate to hurt his body, cut his wrist, and cut his blood to save him. Does she know what she is doing?

The cup was handed to the corner of his mouth. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the blood in the cup, but he felt nauseous and closed his teeth. He just didn't want to drink it. He would not accept her love, let alone thank her for it. .

Feng Aotian has been soaked in poisonous decoction since she was a child, and the martial arts she has practiced are extremely vicious. Therefore, her own blood has been incorporated into the strange poison, which is not invaded by all poisons, and Leng Qianye just now The palm in the middle is not a mere palm that hurts internal strength, but the cold palm, if it is not detoxified in time, he will be poisoned and die.

Feng Aotian suddenly remembered, since this body's predecessor is a physique that is not invaded by poisons, why was it poisoned by Tsing Yi? What is there that she doesn't know? Why can't she see the inner world of this body at that time?

While she was thinking, she faced Leng Qianye's resolute eyes, and Feng's eyes flashed ruthlessly. It was really a pit stone, smelly and hard, and not soft at all.

In front of his face, she took the bowl of blood in her hand into her own mouth, and when he was shocked, she met his lips, but this guy still closed his teeth and refused to let her get anything.

Feng Aotian has a temperament, why do men in this world like others to feed them personally? Will you die if you don't feed it? Moreover, this is even more stubborn, she is so proactive, and he is so proud.

Her **** lips pressed tightly against his pale, thin lips without a trace of temperature. Another undamaged hand untied his clothes and slid into him slowly, her fingers flexibly on him. His body seemed to be wandering around, all the way down. The wound on his body was not healed, and he felt very awkward. It seemed that there were thousands of bugs crusting, making her very uncomfortable. However, this The wounds on her body were also personally left by her predecessor. In the future, these nasty scars must be removed, otherwise, it will be too uncomfortable to touch.

Leng Qianye's body was stiff and unable to move, and now that the acupoints were sealed, he couldn't resist, and he couldn't make a sound. He opened his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian's gloomy phoenix eyes. At this moment, there was something inside him. A trace of flame was slowly burning, making him very intolerable.

Feng Aotian continued to stroke his tight waist, and then came to..., and there seemed to be something sensed there, he actually raised his head, her fingertips moved gently, until he held tightly. ...Then, with a single flick, I heard Leng Qianye's uncontrollable muffled hum, "Hmm..."

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