But unexpectedly, Jun Yu forgot the back of the back, and had already been blocked from the way. She jumped like this and happened to jump into the encirclement.

The servants seemed to notice that Jun Yu had only dared to use her left arm to move because she was still hugging the seriously injured boy tightly with her right arm.

The servants realized it and nodded in an instant. Jun Yu was focusing on dealing with the servant on the left. He did not notice that another servant with a scar on his face had quietly crossed to her right shoulder!

The servant with a scarred face suddenly grabbed Jun Yu's arm and beat him back hard!

Crack! Jun Yu's right arm was removed by him!

"ah……"

Jun Yu's face twitched in pain, and suddenly shed cold sweat!

Now Jun Yu's right arm was removed, and he was hanging weakly on his waist, unable to hold the seriously injured boy's body.

The seriously injured boy was like a fallen duckweed, falling leisurely, and hitting heavily on the ground.

At this time, Nalan Jing, who looked bad on the stone table, finally returned to his normal expression.

He swept away the situation in the field and suddenly realized that the dying boy was the weak point of the man in black!

Nalan Jinglang laughed loudly and shouted loudly: "Take the half-dead young man hard and give him a good trip!"

Jun Yu was distracted. With this vicious thought, Nalan Jing noticed that he was worried about the injury of the boy and actually used him to force her!

She clenched her palms hard, her eyes crossed the many evil servants, and she was determined to be on the two of them, but she made up her mind, "Nalan Jing, Song Wuyan! If I don't die today, I will return it thousands of times in the future!"

At the same time, the legs and feet of the evil servants had already fallen on the seriously injured boy's legs.

The boy did not make a sound, but his clothes, which were stained with blood, gradually, had blood stains flowing out from under him, and it seemed to burn Jun Yu's eyes.

Jun Yu, who was in pain, kicked the man in blue who was trying to intercept her before turning over, and rushed towards the young man.

Now, Jun Yu's arm was removed, and the pain was unbearable. His already thin body rushed over with another last touch of strength.

Now it is at the end of its strength and is completely exhausted!

The evil servants' legs and feet fell down, but Jun Yu gritted his teeth tightly and without saying a word, protecting the seriously injured young man under him.

The gradually sore and weak body seemed to feel powerless. Jun Yu clenched his fists tightly, trying to wake him up.

Unexpectedly, it was useless.

The moment the eyes closed, there seemed to be a low sigh that brushed through Jun Yu's ears.

"Why……"

The legs and feet that were kicking hard on her body seemed to have disappeared. There was a faint scent of zhilan that penetrated into her nose, refreshing her heart.

Suddenly, Jun Yu seemed to see a man in white standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. The man was wrapped in a long robe with a light moon-white flowing clouds, and a snow-white fox fur was covered with snow-white fur behind him.

A crystal clear white jade pendant with mutton fat was hung around the man's waist, with a faint orchid pattern carved on it. A trace of heat emanated from the pendant, gradually warming the area. Jun Yu felt his cold body and finally returned to warmth.

The ink hair was not tied, and it was scattered behind him. A few strands of hair were washed and slid down from his forehead, falling lightly on the man's cheek.

The narrow and long phoenix eyes were half closed, and the sunlight coated his slender eyelashes with a light halo. The man's eyebrows and eyes were cold, as if they were deeply alienated, indifferent, and a hint of surprise and a thin anger.

The man held a warm stove tightly in his hand, his face pale and bloodless, as if he had been a patient for a long time.

His body is thin and thin, but his eyes are like glaciers in the northern polar regions, shining with the coldness that keeps people from thousands of miles away. The coldness contained seems to be able to freeze the entire world into frost.

The man's deep and beautiful pupils had a faint silver dark light flowing through it, like a clear spring, reflecting the moon, brilliant and dazzling.

The lonely and independent seem to emit a bitter cold, two traces of cold and arrogance. More of them are sharp and domineering, cold and cold, indifferent and ruthless. It seems that everything is not visible to him, and nothing can enter his heart!

This person is not someone else, but Feng Jianli, the prince of the Marquis's Mansion who had just returned to the Qin Dynasty.

The moment Jun Yu fainted, he seemed to hear the man in front of him coughing heavily, and a cold voice as if he was as pounding as gold and jade, and it sounded faintly: "Rareless! No rules and abuse the servants privately, what do you think of my marquis's mansion?"

Feng Jianli looked at the two bloody bodies on the ground, and their frowns became tighter.

His eyes moved down, and his eyes unexpectedly fell on Jun Yu's empty and soft right arm. Feng Jianli's cold eyes suddenly became silent.

Feng Jianli pursed his lips, as if he remembered the scene he had just seen outside the yard.

The man in black looked firmly and used his thin, exhausted body to support him and protect the other boy.

The bright and shiny Kokang and toughness in the eyes, and the black and white eyes seemed to be remembered by just one glance. From then on, they penetrated into the bone marrow and stuck to the flesh and blood, and they could never be separated from it and could not be forgotten.

On this day, in the dark, the gears of fate quietly turned from now on, and the mountains and rivers were vast, and she and him finally met!

On the stone table, the second highness Nalan Che reacted first and threw a look at Nalan Jing and Song Wuyan.

The evil servants stopped their feet, bowed their bodies, and stood carefully aside.

When Nalanche saw Feng Jianli stopping on the edge of blood stains, he never moved forward again and laughed loudly: "The Prince of Li is indeed well-known. I always heard that you like jie, and you can't get a trace of dirty stain on your white robe. Today I see it all as rumors."

After hearing this, Feng Jianli's face was not moved at all.

Just Qingfu's body, her slender fingers touched the pattern of the warmer, and turned back and forth: "The Second Prince, the Fifth Prince, Brother Song, Brother Ye. Li just returned today, but he didn't know that such a big disaster had happened!"

Upon hearing this, the fifth prince Nalan Jing stood up from the stone table and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

He kicked the entourage who was bent to block the door and narrowed his eyes: "The prince just returned to the court, which was not a big deal, but the ring given to me by my father was lost in the mansion, so he punished these two people. The servant refused to tell where he was hiding, so he used punishment."

"Since such a valuable thing is lost, you must not be hasty! Butler Liu searched all the people in the yard one by one, and no one is allowed to leave behind!"

Feng Jianli looked at the two people lying in a pool of blood at his feet and spoke slowly.

His words seemed indifferent, but the coldness in them was like an eagle in the dark, with awesome momentum.

Unexpectedly, the maid behind Nalan Jing seemed to tremble slightly with this voice. Feng Jianli narrowed his eyes when he saw this.

He handed his fingertips, pointed at the maid, and said in a deep voice: "Search!"

The maid was frightened, shivered, and threw down the fan she held.

With a crisp sound, everyone looked up and saw a crystal-clear object wrapped around the handle, which had broken into two halves.

Butler Liu approached, quickly picked up the broken ring and sent it to Nalan Jing.

In front of the courtyard, Nalan Jing looked at the two halves of objects, his face turned gloomy and his lips tightened.

At that moment, I suddenly noticed a cold and silent gaze, which was tightly condensed on my face!

The frozen and cold eyes seemed to make him tremble. Nalan Jing looked up and saw that it was Feng Jianli!

Nalan Jing closed his sleeves and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, "It's just a sick man, and he can't tie a chicken's strength. What's so scary!"
Chapter completed!