"What does it mean?" Zhan Wushuang frowned and looked at You Ya.

Youya's lips curled: "If you win him this time, I will be willing to die in the palace of the War Heaven Kingdom from now on. If he wins you, you must also agree to me with a condition."

"Yaya, do you think I should agree to you?" Zhan Wushuang's tone was indescribable, and he was also staring at Youya when he asked.

Youya nodded and then said, "If you slaughter this Fengdu City, I will be a sinner. I will die with this Fengdu City and live without any face. It would be better to bet like this once, just don't know if you can afford to lose or not."

"Of course, there is nothing in the world that I can't afford to lose except you!" The last three words after Zhan Wushuang's arrogance were almost flaws that tenderness could not bring at all.

Youya turned her head slightly.

Feng Tianlan narrowed his eyes: "Since the War Emperor can afford to lose, it's considered to be a promise. Half a month later, it's still here. Let's have a single fight, do you agree?"

"Haha, I just want to bet Yaya for this bet. As long as she stays by my side willingly, I will agree!" Zhan Wushuang smiled at the sky and nodded at Youya.

After riding his horse, Zhan Wushuang took over the letter of Zhan, which made everyone sigh.

The rest is Feng Tianlan!

Everyone has seen him, he is simply a martial arts genius!

However, it may be that he was in poor health before, so he practiced less, otherwise his kung fu would be at least more powerful than he is now.

In the next half month, Feng Tianlan was almost in seclusion during the day. The health soup that Youya cooked every day promoted the healing of his wounds, and there were also medicines for strengthening his body made by Zheng Mingrui.

In short, Feng Tianlan turned into a medicine jar.

Half a month, almost a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, the last duel between Feng Tianlan and Zhan Wushuang was about to come.

The day before the duel, Feng Tianlan did not go to seclusion, but on this day, he accompanied his wife and children.

He took Youya and the children to bask in the sun on the grass and talked and laughed with Youya. Everyone avoided the life-and-death duel tomorrow, as if they had forgotten it.

Youya dared not mention it, for fear of being sad.

How could Feng Tianlan not know what she thought? Of course, he was fully cooperative just to calm Youya's heart.

So, the two of them sat on the soft couch by the lawn, and the four children, two older children, were playing nearby. The younger ones were just about to turn over, and the older ones, such as Qingqian and Qingming, were sitting there talking and laughing.

Youya held Feng Tianlan's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "Tianlan, let's not have a child in the future. There are too many children, it's so troublesome."

Feng Tianlan nodded and said, "Well, every time you get pregnant, it's so hard, just enjoy your happiness in the future."

"Look, among the three of them, Qingyang is the best in health, but he is very well-behaved and always plays alone, while Qingwan is the most picky! As for Qingli, he is very weak and rarely speaks."

"Qingwan is our little princess, so the little princess naturally has a lady's temper! A girl has a good temper, otherwise she will be bullied when she grows up!" Feng Tianlan smiled and gave her beloved wife a word of peace of mind.

"Tsk, look at Xiao Jin, it seems that she likes chasing Qingming!" Youya looked at Xiao Jin who was slightly older, but she always liked to lie down and look for Feng Qingming. Is this child telepathic? Is it her future husband?

Feng Tianlan smiled helplessly. His little wife has a lot of association power!

"Xiao Jin is much more well-behaved than Qingwan, and it is indeed very suitable to be a daughter-in-law." Feng Tianlan loved his wife as life, so he naturally chose some things his wife liked to say.

He doesn't want to care about his relationship affairs, especially his son's affairs. He believes that his son can handle it well, at least he must understand who he loves!

Youya nodded, looked at Feng Qingqian, but was also a little thoughtful. This child and Qingming have been childhood sweethearts. Will they also like Qingming in the future?

As if he understood what his wife was thinking, Feng Tianlan comforted him directly: "You must believe that your son can handle it well!"

Youya thought about it, but the way Rifeng Qingming looked like he was holding a dagger appeared in front of him. He seemed to have a knot in his heart. The reason for the knot in his heart was because of his single parent growth before, or did he want to protect his own **** too deeply?

"In the future, you should communicate with him more so that he will not go too extreme." You Ya said suddenly.

Feng Tianlan naturally understood who his wife was talking about and nodded: "Okay."

For a moment, the two of them didn't speak, but just leaned against each other. Looking at the children basking in the sun on the lawn, Luo'er coaxed Feng Qingli, and the other children were having a good time.

In fact, Youya's self-deceiving hope was that such days could stay at this moment, and her heart was full of happiness.

Be happy because of him, and be happy because of the children.

But sometimes, happiness passes quickly, and what you should face will sooner or later.

Youya stood in the carriage, and this time there was a war drum in front of her.

She decided to cheer for him.

Feng Tianlan agreed because he understood that she would not be so nervous if she did something herself.

Standing in front of the war drum, looking at the two horses, they were so energetic. Although they had never worn armor, both of them were among the people.

Just say that Feng Tianlan's white clothes showed him a little bit like an exiled immortal, and his cold face and arrogant expression made people want to kneel down.

Zhan Wushuang is wearing a dark red brocade robe today. His facial features are clear, his expression is serious and cold, and he looks like a Rakshasa from hell.

The two of them just stood there, and the others felt ashamed and dared not step forward.

This is a showdown between heaven and king, this is a game of life and death. Such two rare strange men in the world must be admired.

But today's life and death...

Everyone was looking forward to their masters surviving.

Youya held her breath tightly and looked at the two of them.

"Lord of Fengcheng, offended him."

Feng Tianlan just clasped his fists and smiled, but never spoke.

Youya took the drumstick and then suddenly hit a slow-paced prelude: Dong... Dongdong... Dongdongdong... Dongdongdong...

The sound of drums is like the beating of You Ya's heart, sonorous and powerful.

But her eyes were always looking ahead, and her hands were not slow.

The drumstick is very heavy, and you will feel your arms sore after hitting it for a while, but Youya dares to feel sore at this moment. Her eyes were just staring at Feng Tianlan and Zhan Wushuang, who were now on the verge of the figures.

The two people's fight was sometimes in the sky and sometimes on the ground, and it was always touching the hearts of the bystanders and even more touching the hearts of Youya.

He cannot die.
Chapter completed!