This Lord is Too Cruel

With a "bang", the entire roof shattered instantly with a touch of goose yellow. Before Xing Wuyun had time to react, he fell off his body. By coincidence, he fell into the tub.

He flopped in the bathtub for a few times, and finally stretched out his head, he saw a gorgeous face, the ink hair was like good silk, draped in front of him, the silver-gray robe cover, the slender jade neck, and the placket. Slightly opened, half revealing the fragrant shoulders, and looking at it, the blue silk covers the spring light on the chest, half and half, looming...

The waist is tied, but it doesn't even hold a full grip. A pair of long and well-proportioned legs are exposed, and even the beautiful lotus feet are silently enchanting, sending out a seductive invitation...

Xing Wuyun thought he was dazzled and blinked his peachy eyes abruptly. The person in front of him was such an appearance, undoubtedly extremely beautiful, but compared with her expression, Yanye seemed to be much inferior. Her phoenix eyes were smiling, smiling and pretty and demon, the water covered the mist, and the charm was rippling, the corners of her lustrous mouth were slightly raised, and the red lips were slightly open, as if she wanted to attract people to Fangze.

Xing Wuyun was a little silly, and even more confused. He sat in the bathtub blankly, staring at Feng Aotian unsuccessfully, stretched out his hand, and pointed at her. Could it be that he knew that she was a man in front of him? He must think that he was in front of him. What appeared was a stunningly alluring woman, a woman who exuded alluring from her bones. She seemed to be tempting men and affecting men's nerves all the time.

He immediately held his forehead and muttered, "It's over... It's over..." Then, raising his eyes, closing his eyes, his body slipped, and he submerged himself in the tub...

Mu Hanyao heard the noise in the house and rushed in. Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun like this, then lifted his palm, shattered the bathtub in front of him, turned around lightly, ink hair flying, water splashing, she was like a whirlpool at this moment. The dancing enchantress exudes enchanting rosemary.

Mu Hanyao stood on the spot, looking at Feng Aotian who was landing in front of him, he was a little dazed, his stern face was covered with a cloud of mist, and a touch of coldness flashed across his dark eyes, staring blankly at her in front of him, fading the prosperity , But as touching as usual, he bowed his head, "Master, what happened?"

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and saw that he did not reveal anything. He picked up the outer robe on the side and put it on his body. Turning his eyes, he looked at Xing Wuyun who was lying on the wet ground. He closed his eyes and looked like a ghost. Pick him up for the father and throw him out to feed the wolf."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao recovered from Shicai's sudden suffocation, and calmly stepped forward, but when he passed her, he could still smell a faint fragrance radiating from her, and his side eyes just hit her coldly. His eyes quickly turned around and walked forward.

Listening to Feng Aotian's order, Xing Wuyun quickly got up from the ground, intending to move forward, but when he saw Feng Aotian, he suddenly remembered what Shicai had seen, and quickly took a step back, "The lord, the courtier did not see anything. To."

"Dare to spy on this king's bath and throw you out to feed the wolf is a light punishment." Feng Aotian said coldly, turning his back on his back, not looking at him.

When Ye Meixi heard the noise, she flew over while wearing her shirt. When she saw Feng Aotian's appearance, she shook her mind for a while, and she looked down and saw the slender and fat exposed outside. Show legs, and the jade feet on the ground, quickly stepped forward, "Master, are you okay?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi, who was also just after taking a bath, and his enchanting body, wrapped in a red dress, but with all kinds of amorous feelings. He looked at Feng Aotian again. He was also a man. Seeing her fascinated? And... he turned her into a woman's appearance. Thinking about this, he felt that he had been entangled with her recently, and he didn't get tired of being with a woman, so he had such a reaction. It's time to find a woman.

However, at the moment, what needs to be resolved is how to leave safely, "The prince, the courtier is really unintentional, and I haven't seen anything."

Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun. She immediately lowered her face, took a step forward, and blocked Feng Aotian in front of her, "Hey, why are you here?"

Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Meixi, "That... this... I always like to travel around in the next, but just come out and walk casually."

"Really?" Feng Aotian snorted coldly, "Where do you actually go out and walk around?"

Mu Hanyao naturally knew Xing Wuyun. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, with long hair scattered like last night. Could it be that he knew that he was a man. With such an appearance, he would really treat her as a woman.

He looked down, stood in one place, and looked at Xing Wuyun's uninhibited smile. How could he get involved? It seems that he is very familiar with the regent.

"The prince, the courtier really didn't see anything." Xing Wuyun said quickly from the side, but he had never seen any important parts.

Feng Aotian's eyes cast a cold light, "If you have seen it all, can you still stand here now?"

Xing Wuyun suddenly felt murderous, "The prince, except for feeding the wolf, you can figure it out."

Feng Aotian turned around, stared at Xing Wuyun for a long while, and straightened Ye Meixi to her side, "I will do an errand for the Lord. If it is done, the Lord will let you go."

"What's the errand?" Xing Wuyun thought that he was just going to kill, as long as he didn't need to be stripped to feed the wolves, killing would be considered a training.

"Don't you like women the most?" Feng Aotian stepped forward, staring at her, a touch of evil charm was conjured up at the corner of his mouth.

Xing Wuyun suddenly felt cold on his back and stared at her red lips with a shining luster. He quickly closed his eyes and faced hers, "That's natural. If a minister is without a woman, life will be boring. "

She raised her hand and hooked it lightly. Xing Wuyun's eyes widened. His lips were already on her cheeks, and a soft voice came from her ears, which immediately made his scalp numb, his whole body numb, and the wings of his nose filled with her hair. The fragrance of the time, a pair of peach blossom eyes gleaming bright and bright, staring at the white jade skin in front of him, he felt that the man in front of him was definitely an insulting monster. He suddenly felt that she was too dangerous, and he could still hide in the future. .

"Go for a trip to Cao Yun, and hook up the second wife of the Cao Yun gang leader." Feng Aotian said, taking a step back, separated from him, and saw him look dazed.

Only then did Xing Wuyun remember Feng Aotian's words, and he was shocked, "Master, didn't you say that you are not allowed to touch other women?"

"Do you dare to touch it?" Feng Aotian raised his voice.

"Don't dare." Xing Wuyun quickly replied. If he said yes, he doesn't need to go back tonight, but let him seduce married women? He has never done it before. In the past, it was just a play on the spot, at most it was just a few hugs. If so, he could not do it if he really wanted to have skin-to-kin.

"Death or seduce, you choose one." Feng Aotian stopped looking at him, then stepped forward, took Ye Meixi's hand, and walked out the door, "General Mu, if he wants to die, you don't have to be polite. "

"Yes." Mu Hanyao now feels that he is in a whirlpool, and all that comes to his mind are the expressions of Feng Aotian's long hair scattered, and the scene that Shi Cai saw when he came in made him even more dazed. .

Standing in the same place, Xing Wuyun didn't care about the clothes on his body that was still sticky. The wet hair kept ticking with drops of water. Isn't it just to seduce an old woman?

He raised his head, glanced at Mu Hanyao beside him, and then squeezed out four words, "I don't want to die." After he said, he flew away.

Inside the house, Mu Hanyao stood there, motionless, until a gentle voice sounded, "Brother Mu, why are you still here?"

Mu Hanyao turned around and saw Lan Jingshu walking over in his robe, looking at the mess in the place, when the incident happened, he also rushed over, but no one cared about his existence, and he Feeling unnecessary, he just stood on one side.

"Send someone to repair this place tomorrow. I'm going out first, so you can rest." Mu Hanyao returned to his senses, calmed his emotions, said lightly, then turned and left.

Lan Jingshu looked at the picture in front of him, and remembered the appearance of Shicai Feng Aotian. It was so amazing. He hadn't seen it in the Regent's Mansion in these years. Maybe, this is her true nature. He slowly Turned around and returned to the inner hall.

Feng Aotian led Ye Meixi into the house, raised her eyes, and saw Ye Meixi staring at her blankly, her eyes sinking slightly, "Look at what the Lord does?"

"Master is so beautiful." Ye Meixi responded without thinking, her mind could not help but a picture of them intertwined, she immediately lowered her eyes, her cheeks stained with crimson.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and knocked on his head fiercely, "If you dare to think wildly, I will kick you out."

"Lord..." Ye Meixi raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes were full, "Father, Meixi will serve you to change clothes."

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and watched the cunning flashing in his eyes, then stretched out his hand and waved, he was thrown into the bed.

She then turned around and saw Mu Hanyao walking in, still wearing armor, and she stepped forward, "Not going to take a bath yet."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao answered, bowing his head, passing by her side and entering the screen.

Feng Aotian stepped into the other room, changed his shirt, and then walked out, and saw Ye Meixi lying on the bed enchantingly, staring at her with wintry eyes.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and then on the bed, she was embraced by Ye Meixi, lowered her head and kissed her delicate red lips, gently sucking in.

Feng Aotian squinted her phoenix eyes slightly and complied with him, with her lips and teeth intertwined with a hint of sweetness, Ye Meixi boldly stroked her jade foot with her hand, gently kneading her fingertips upwards , The touch was so good that he couldn’t put it down. Unconsciously, that hand had already lifted the trousers of her right leg, and approached step by step until she stroked the outside of her thigh. Feng Aotian turned over and pressed him on Under him, raised his hands, put his hands on top of his head, and bit his earlobe lightly, "It's getting more and more presumptuous."

"Lord..." Ye Meixi swayed with a grudge on her face, and Shuibo watched her handsome face.

After Mu Hanyao took a bath, he saw the amorous feelings on the bed when he came out. He suddenly turned around and wanted to grab the door. Seeing such a scene, he suddenly felt dazzling.

Feng Aotian got up from Ye Meixi and looked at Mu Hanyao's back, "Where to go?"

"The minister went to Jingshu to rest." Mu Hanyao said, stepping out of the door.

"Come here." Feng Aotian's tone became gloomy.

Ye Meixi curled his mouth and stared dissatisfiedly at Feng Aotian's scented shoulders slipping outside, revealing a charming luster. He got up slightly and kissed the silky skin lightly, his hands still confined by her, but his feet were already Rubbing her legs restlessly.

Mu Hanyao turned around, with a hint of discomfort hidden in his cold eyes, walked into the bed with a cold face, then lay down on his side, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Feng Aotian glanced sideways, staring coldly at Ye Meixi, "If you move around again, he will throw you out."

"Master..." Ye Meixi whispered sadly.

Mu Hanyao closed his eyes fiercely as he listened to this sweet voice, and suddenly had an urge to kill.

Feng Aotian's cold eyes warned Ye Meixi again, and he settled down, then turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Feng Aotian let go of his hands, he quickly pulled the Jinquilt cover on his body and turned his back to her.

"Get angry with your master?" Feng Aotian said solemnly, thinking that his little temper is getting bigger and bigger today.

"Meixi dare not." Ye Meixi snorted coldly, then closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Feng Aotian didn't breathe with him, then turned around, stretched out his hand, replaced Mu Hanyao's waist from his back, and hugged him. The broad back always gave people a sense of security, just like a copper wall and iron wall. Let her have a short break.

Mu Hanyao's body tightened, feeling the softness behind him, lowered his head, and looked at the hands around his waist, under the silver moonlight, revealing an intoxicating luster.

His deep eyes flashed with coldness. He was not good at expressing emotions, and he was not good at handling such situations. He could only remain silent, ignore it, and let her do so.

Feng Aotian didn't care either, but when she was tired, it would be nice to have such a back against her.

Ye Meixi looked sideways and saw the picture of Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao embracing. A touch of sadness flashed in his eyes. Could it be that he was pushing too hard? Or is she a barrier to herself after all?

Feng Aotian's cheek rubbed gently against Mu Hanyao's back, and then fell into a deep sleep.

This night, except for her, Ye Meixi and Mu Hanyao stayed up all night. One was too sad, the other was too nervous.

Xing Wuyun came back on his own, and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, yelling up to the sky, scratching his head at the same time, until three hours of tossing, he really couldn't figure it out, so he held two jars of wine until dawn.

It was midday when he woke up the next day. He opened his eyes slightly, and a strong sunlight was dazzling. He closed his eyes quickly, and then opened them again. He saw a fascinating red standing in front of him. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked it. He painted red, but was easily avoided. He was not convinced, and kicked again, but still missed. Then he picked up the wine jar beside him, threw it away, and then picked up another one and threw it over. .

"Go to seal the wine cellar and pass the order on, but Xing Wuyun is not allowed to drink him wherever he goes." A voice that is not too public, with a careless superiority, floating in the air.

Xing Wuyun was instantly discouraged, and then lay on the ground again, "All evil-looking guys are black-hearted guys, including the regent with a human face and a beast heart."

"Deserve it." It was still the sweet voice.

"Hey, Wei Zimo, did you owe you in your last life, or owe him, how can you think of a happy birthday in this life, and you won't?" Xing Wuyun quickly sat up, raised his eyes, and looked at the coquettish red in front of him. The appearance of Feng Aotian last night suddenly appeared in his mind, and suddenly there was another roar, "Master, I want a woman!"

"Look outside." The man in front of him still covered his veil, and the cinnabar between his forehead radiated a dazzling light, and he replied lightly.

"Aren't you?" Xing Wuyun got up extremely rascal, and then sat on the stone bench aside, propped his head, "Oh, I forgot, you have no shortage of women, no men, no status, no money , Money power position, you have everything you need, what do you lack?"

"Lack of heart." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the dazzling sunlight in front of him. He was born with no intention, no joy or sadness, no pain, no happiness.

"It's just right, uncle, I have little lungs, lack of heart and lungs, we two just make a pair." Xing Wuyun stepped forward and put his hand on Wei Zimo's shoulder.

"Take care of him and wash it well, and clean this yard, including the place where he is drunk and crazy, ten times, without a slight smell." Wei Zimo said lightly, turned around indifferently, and left.

Xing Wuyun fell back on the ground again, staring at the coquettish red and leaving, Wei Zimo never let people approach him ten steps, except for him, being able to approach him three steps away is already the limit of his tolerance.

He curled his mouth, when will this monster be normal?

In a flash, he was lifted from the ground and left, and someone took a bucket and began to clean the place where he had lay.

About half an hour later, Xing Wuyun walked out refreshingly and looked at Wei Zimo who was sitting in the gauze curtain, "I'm leaving for a few days. If you have anything to do, send me a message."

"Where to go?" Wei Zimo asked in a low voice, stroking the strings in front of him.

"Of course it's looking for a woman, where else can I go." Xing Wuyun thought of letting him, this suave and suave son, seduce an old woman, and felt that he was overkill. However, who made him look at last night and shouldn't look at it. Curiosity kills people.

Reached out, picked up the pear at the table, took a bite, and threw it out, "It's sour."

The handsome face was full of disgust, he turned around and walked away.

"Master, do you want to follow Young Master Xing?" asked in a cold voice.

"No." Wei Zimo raised his eyes and glanced at the back of Xing Wuyun's departure. A misty cold flashed across his beautiful eyes, bowed his head and stroked the strings.

The Lianghuai River is the largest river transportation in Feng's country, connecting the north-south traffic arteries of Feng's country, and it is the lifeline of the economy. Feng Aotian is now taking a boat, standing with his hands, watching the river in front of him. The north-south direction of the entire continental plate shares a river with Qiguo. Two hundred years ago, Fengguo and Qiguo were a country called Fengqiguo. At that time, there was a turmoil on this continent, although it did not affect the three major continents. The status of a powerful country has affected the small countries. The eight small countries became twelve small countries in an instant, and the Qi country was split from the Fengqi country. Since then, the Fengqi country has become the two countries of the Phoenix and the Qi. Over the years, border wars have continued, and the two countries have been in the same situation.

Ye Meixi stepped forward and put a cloak on her body, "Master, really windy."

Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi, "I heard that Wuyue Country is the most open country in the twelve small countries, where the folk customs are bold, singing and dancing, especially beautiful."

Ye Meixi stood beside Feng Aotian, looking into the distance, seeming to think back, "I can't remember."

Feng Aotian held his hand tightly, "What do you remember?"

"Now, I just want to remember the Lord." Ye Meixi turned her eyes and smiled.

"Well, you only remember the Lord. No matter what danger you encounter, you must remember the Lord." Feng Aotian stretched out his hand and stroked his face, "Do you remember that your body belongs to the Lord."

"Okay." Ye Meixi nodded and took her into his arms. The more so, he couldn't bear to leave.

Mu Hanyao stood solemnly with the bridge head on the other side, looking at the wide river area in front of him, his cold eyes flashed with a sigh, how long can this Feng Country's mountains and rivers last?

Turning her eyes, she looked at the two people cuddling on the bridge over there, remembering that she once held her hand and they walked in the grass. What she said, one day, she will look down upon this world, then, this day How far is it? How long can he hold on?

Lan Jing's book stood beside Mu Hanyao, "The country is broken, mountains and rivers are there, but I don't know what eve is today."

Mu Hanyao sighed deeply, "Maybe, one day, this country will still be there, and the home will remain the same."

auzw.com Feng Aotian turned around and looked at the desolate backs of the two, his eyes flashed with a dull look. This country is already full of gazes, and she needs too much to save .

Following the river, the boat moved slowly, Lan Jingshu had slowly walked to her side, "Master, this is the place where the official salt robbed."

Feng Aotian stared at the river in front of him, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Do you know the direction of the wind that day?"

Lan Jingshu opened the scroll in his arms, examined it, and then replied, "It is the southeast wind."

"Southeast wind..." Feng Aotian stood, looking at the direction of the southeast wind, "Bring the topographic map of this place."

"Yes." Lan Jing said, and immediately unfolded the topographic map.

Feng Aotian looked at the topographical map, "If it is a southeast wind that day, where is the most advantageous hiding spot for the ship?"

With that said, Ye Meixi and Lan Jingshu watched together, while Mu Hanyao looked at the surroundings, and then pointed in the direction in front of him, "It should be this place."

Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, nodded slightly, then looked at Lan Jingshu, "Can you check this place?"

"I checked, but nothing was found." Lan Jingshu looked at the spot in front of him and said.

"Let's go and have a look." Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi and Mu Hanyao, "You two are waiting here."

"Master, let Meixi accompany you." Ye Meixi said, looking at Feng Aotian.

"You two look at the current wind direction and write it down every moment." Feng Aotian said immediately.

"Yes." Although Ye Meixi was reluctant, but also understood, so he responded.

"Yes." Mu Hanyao answered immediately.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, holding Lan Jingshu, tapped his toes lightly, and flew towards the hidden spot they inferred. Lan Jingshu leaned against Feng Aotian's arms, somewhat restrained. In a flash, the two of them landed, Feng Ao Tian let go of him, then slowly stepped forward, watching carefully.

After this happened, it was delayed for too long, and now if there are traces left, it will definitely not be found. Lan Jingshu has not found out, and it is a matter of course.

Lan Jingshu stood still, staring at Feng Aotian's figure, and then began to look for it again. Feng Aotian looked at the trees in front of him and the green grass on the ground, picked it up and observed for a while, then walked forward slowly, along the shore She squatted down and saw the traces of the rope and some bamboo strips until she walked a long distance upwards.

She picked it up and sniffed lightly. Lan Jingshu followed up, looked at the bamboo strips on the ground, then picked it up, and smelled it, "It looks like these bamboo strips should be two months old. "

"How do you know?" Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, with a touch of joy in his eyebrows.

"Once, I learned from a master." Lan Jingshu looked at Feng Aotian and replied respectfully.

Feng Aotian stretched out his hand, took Lan Jingshu's hand, and pulled him into his arms, "Look, what else is there?"

"There are traces of rope here. In order to attract people's attention, new grass is covered on it." Lan Jingshu continued.

"Why didn't you find out before?" Feng Aotian and Lan Jingshu were very close.

Lan Jingshu could touch Feng Aotian’s cheek as long as he turned around. He stared at the front and said in a low voice, “Before the minister went in the wrong direction and did not notice this place, but went downstream. It was the negligence of the minister."

"It's not too late to know." Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let's go back to the boat."

As she said, she immediately flew onto the boat with Lan Jing's book, and when she fell into the bow, Feng Aotian looked at Ye Meixi, "Can you write it down?"

"Well, I wrote it down." After Ye Meixi said, he squatted down, took out a glass of water, dipped it, and wrote on the boat wood.

Mu Hanyao also stepped forward, squatted, and then wrote, Feng Aotian looked at the statistics in front of him, guessing the changing wind direction that night, and then looked at the low-lying place to the south. Go, go there and see."

Mu Hanyao looked at the place Feng Aotian was looking at, and was a little puzzled. Ye Meixi had already flown towards that place. Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and Lan Jingshu, "If the master guessed right, you can Show your true ability."

Lan Jingshu quickly bowed his head and responded warmly, "Yes, the minister obeyed!"

Mu Hanyao stared at Feng Aotian, her eyes dimmed. Has she always treated the people around her like this?

Feng Aotian raised his eyes, met Mu Hanyao's eyes, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Let's go."

As he said, he flew away with Lan Jingshu, and Mu Hanyao immediately followed, and the three of them immediately fell, and they saw Ye Meixi's figure disappeared.

Feng Aotian's eyes dimmed, and he looked at Mu Hanyao, "Protect Jingshu, be careful."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied in a deep voice.

Feng Aotian hurriedly chased him, chasing him for half an hour, until he came to a cloud-covered mountain, did he hear Ye Meixi's snorting cry, she whispered badly, and hurriedly followed the sound, shuttled in In the woods.

After a while, she saw a ghost mask flashing past, waved her palm to hit Ye Meixi, she gathered her palm strength, turned around, stood in front of Ye Meixi, and caught the palm.

Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, staring at the ghost mask in front of him, "Who are you?"

"No need to know." The ghost mask said solemnly, turning around and disappearing.

Feng Aotian turned around and saw the blood on the corners of Ye Meixi's mouth. She covered her chest and looked at her with a small smile. She hurriedly stepped forward and helped him, "Is it all right?"

"It's okay." Ye Meixi said softly, and then fell into her arms.

Feng Aotian hurriedly sat cross-legged to heal his injuries, and time slowly passed by.

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanyao carefully observed, "Is there any discovery?"

"This place is indeed a landing place for salt transportation." Looking at the shallow car print on the ground, Lan Jingshu squatted down on the ground and walked along the car print. Then, she pulled aside the grass and picked up one. With the crystal clear white particles in the mouth, he lifted his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "It's official salt."

"Where did they transport the official salt?" Mu Hanyao asked after looking at Lan Jingshu.

Lan Jingshu walked forward slowly following the track marks, and Mu Hanyao immediately followed, carefully observing the surroundings, but worried about Feng Aotian in his heart, estimating the time, she had already left for an hour.

The two walked farther and farther until they reached the bamboo forest in front of them, and there was no trace. Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "There is no mark."

"However, there is no trace of damage when seen." Mu Hanyao said immediately.

"This is strange, is there a secret way here?" Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanyao and asked.

"Well, let's look around." Mu Hanyao said, squatting on the ground along the rut, knocking carefully.

Lan Jingshu lowered his head and walked forward and saw countless footprints. In front of him, there were many broken bamboos, some broken and scattered on the ground. He stepped forward and pushed aside, only to see white particles. When a gust of wind blew, he felt that something was falling on top of his head. He stretched out his hand and took it down. He suddenly wondered how salt would drop in the air. He raised his eyes and saw those bamboos moving with the wind. A surprise flashed in his eyes, turned his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao in the distance, "Brother Mu, I found it."

Mu Hanyao quickly got up from the ground and saw dozens of people in black suddenly jumped out from behind Lan Jingshu. They all cut at him. He was shocked and pulled out the saber around his waist. "Jingshu, be careful !"

Lan Jingshu turned his eyes and saw that a man in black had stabbed to his face, and back again and again, tripped over the bamboo under his feet, and his palm was cut by the tip of the bamboo, and the knife had already struck him.

He hurriedly turned sideways, the knife slashed his sleeve, and there was already a large amount of blood on his arm. He quickly got up, Mu Hanyao stepped forward, stood in front of him, and protected him.

There were more and more people in black, and then they all attacked Mu Hanyao. For a while, the swords and swords in the bamboo forest were extremely dangerous.

Lan Jingshu looked at Mu Hanyao, "Brother Mu, you go first."

"No, I promise the prince to protect you well." Mu Hanyao waved the saber in his hand and killed the two men in black who rushed forward, then took Lan Jingshu and flew away.

However, dozens of people in black also rushed out in front of them, surrounding them in groups. Unfortunately, now that the sky is getting darker, the soldiers on board can't see the situation at all.

In the woods, Feng Aotian slowly clasped his hands, raised Ye Meixi, heard the sound of weapons not far away, and quickly took him away.

Ye Meixi slowly opened her eyes, looked at her face in front of her, and a slight smile was raised at the corner of her mouth, "Master, Meixi is not a problem, let Meixi come down."

"Don't talk nonsense." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, leading him to turn down beside Mu Hanyao, looking at the man in black in front of him, his eyes flashed with coldness, "Looking for death."

After he said in a deep voice, he loosened Ye Meixi's palms, condensing the inner strength, and spinning up, the cold in the palms waved outwards with her rotation, and then the people in black surrounding them fell to the ground instantly.

Feng Aotian descended gracefully, lowered his head, raised Ye Meixi, and looked at the Lan Jingshu with blood on his arm, "Take him back to the boat first."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao replied, and then flew away with Lan Jingshu.

Feng Aotian brought Ye Meixi with him, and when he looked at the boat in front of him, he shouted, "Hanyao, come back!"

When Mu Hanyao heard Feng Aotian's order, his toes had already stepped on the surface of the water, and when he saw that the soldiers brought on board in front of him had been killed, arrows shot at them.

He quickly turned around, Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, watched an arrow shoot straight towards Mu Hanyao's back, and quickly pushed him away. The arrow pierced his chest, and he immediately fell into the river and was submerged. The swift river, flowing down the river, disappeared.

Mu Hanyao was about to jump down and grab him, but Feng Aotian was directly pulled into the shore, "Bring Meixi back and wait for the master."

A cold voice disappeared before his eyes with a touch of silver-gray voice.

Mu Hanyao stood steadily on the shore, staring blankly, Ye Meixi braced her body and walked slowly in front of him, just about to speak, a mouthful of blood poured out.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward to support him, and flew towards the shaft.

Feng Aotian preempted Mu Hanyao to fall into the river. Following the river, she saw a puddle of blood and the figure of Lan Jingshu from a distance. Seeing the river in front of her became wider and more urgent. She looked at the big rock in front of her, supported it with strength, and then turned around. When Lan Jingshu's body was about to hit the boulder, she pulled him and pulled him into her arms tightly. Holding him, he sank into the river.

As soon as Mu Hanjin stepped into the regent's mansion, she felt a pain in her heart. She quickly opened the kit in her arms and saw a flash of red light. His eyes flashed darkly, and his toes were lightly touched, and he disappeared in a flash.

Because the speed was too fast, the dark guards of the Regent Palace could not see him before he could react.

Mu Hanjin fell to an old house that had been abandoned for a long time, and then entered the house. With a wave of his bare hand, the wall touched, he entered the secret road, and then came to a paradise.

I saw two men in cyan shirts, veiled, and hurried forward to answer, "Subordinates, see the Lord."

"Bring Taxue here." Mu Hanjin said in a deep voice, changing from the elegant body of the past, her eyes flashed with a cold and bright light.

"Yes." The Tsing Yi man in front of him responded, then stepped back.

Mu Hanjin covered her heart, lifted her eyes, looked at the clan emblem in front of her, squinted her eyes slightly, her jade-like face was stained with invisible clouds, and after a while, she saw a horse as white as jade. He brought it over, and when he saw Mu Hanjin, the horse neighed a few times. Compared with Aoxue's white, Taxue was crystal clear white.

Mu Hanjin flew on the horse, sat upright, stroking its mane, "Taxue, this time I will rely on you."

Ta Xue shook his head, and then disappeared in a flash with him.

"Taxue is not known to outsiders except for the people of this tribe. If the Lord brought Taxue out this time, the world is probably going to be uneasy again." A man in Tsing Yi said.

"Everyone knows that Aoxue is a great horse of thousands of miles, but they don't know that this snow stepping is a **** horse." Another Tsing Yi man said, "However, looking at the lord's face, I am afraid that this matter is also very urgent."

"I wait for everything to obey the Lord, and now the Lord has finally returned, I am waiting for happiness."

"Yes."

Mu Hanyao brought Ye Meixi back to Xingyuan, he put Ye Meixi on the bed, and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Ye Meixi asked, supporting her body.

"I'm guarding outside. If you want something, call me." Mu Hanyao's stern face didn't show a trace of expression.

"Aren't you going to find her?" Ye Meixi asked in a low voice with a flash of anger.

"The prince is dead, let me wait for her in the line, I dare not fail." Mu Hanyao said in a deep voice, and then stepped out of the room.

Ye Meixi slowly propped up her body, then sat cross-legged, no, he was going to look for her, and then held his breath and concentrated his energy to heal the injury.

Feng Aotian hugged Lan Jingshu and went down the river. I don’t know how long she was drifting. She felt his body getting colder and colder. Turning her eyes, she saw a driftwood, grabbed it quickly, and then pushed hard to push him. When she came to the shore, she patted the edge of the cliff and slowly landed next to Lan Jingshu.

She hurriedly sat on the ground, held Lan Jingshu in her arms, stretched out her hand, and probed his pulse. Fortunately, she still had a breath. Looking at the arrow on his body, she got up, took him into her arms, and walked forward. .

At this moment, it was late at night, and the cold moonlight shone on their drenched and pale bodies, revealing bursts of coldness. Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, wake up!"

Lan Jingshu in her arms didn’t react at all. She quickened her pace and finally found a cave. She put him on the wall, lit the haystack in the most primitive way, and then laid him flat on the hay. on.

Feng Aotian untied his wet clothes, looked at the arrow feathers, and quickly searched her arms, only to find that all the medicine had been washed away. She pushed her palms and put a trace of internal force into his body, and then Get up, rush out of the cave, looking for herbs to stop the bleeding.

Lan Jingshu felt that he was in the ice altar, and his body seemed to be floating, without a trace of strength, but his heart hurts terribly.

Feng Aotian hurriedly entered the cave with the herbal medicine, walked to the side of Lan Jingshu, pressed his body with one hand, and pulled out the arrow feathers from his chest with the other hand. The blood was sprayed directly on her face. She ignored the wiping, put the herbal medicine in her mouth, chewed, and then pressed it on his chest.

"Hmm..." Lan Jingshu couldn't help groaning.

Feng Aotian lowered her head, kissed his chapped lips, and poured the herbal juice between his lips into his mouth. After a long time, she always detected that his pulse was normal, and she breathed a sigh of relief and tore off the brocade cloth of her clothes. , Bandaged him, closed his clothes, bowed his head, looked at the blood on his body, got up, and walked out of the cave.

It was already bright outside, Feng Aotian followed the path and saw a small stream. He hurriedly came to the stream and squatted halfway to clean the blood on his face. Turning around, he saw a large piece of bamboo, Feng Aotian Rotate and fall on the bamboo, cut off a piece of bamboo with palm strength to make a bamboo tube, then turn around and leave with water.

When she returned to the cave, Lan Jingshu was missing...

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Kindly, I will change ten thousand first, and there will be two changes before twelve o'clock at the latest, oh oh...