Ling Feng's face changed.

Feng Yan is an ancient artifact that shows the power of it, and Mu Jiuer actually sacrificed the artifact to deal with him... She, is she really going to kill him?

In a trance, Ling Feng's eyes kept staring at her expression, but she saw her eyes pursed, her lips tightly pursed, and the Fengyan in her hand sprinkled a silver light between the sky and the earth without mercy until his heart.

The distance is getting closer...

The strong murderous aura and the bursting of fighting aura surrounded her, making her look more and more gorgeous as in the picture, and her eyebrows became clearer and clearer.

This time he did not choose to avoid it, but chose to slowly close his eyes, but bursts of shouts came from his ears.

"king!!!"

"Cousin--"

"Jiu'er, no!" After Huangfu Chenjue killed several dwarfs waiting for an opportunity to escape, he turned around and saw the bloody eyes filled with bloody killing. He was shocked. When he saw Ling Yun pounce in front of Ling Feng, he looked moved. Without thinking, he shouted out to stop Mu Jiu'er's actions.

“…”

Without the expected pain, he opened his eyes and saw Ling Yun protecting him, and Mu Jiuer stood opposite him, and the fierce artifact Feng Yan tightly held in the palm of her hand.

she……

He was not killed.

Mu Jiuer looked at Ling Yun who was blocking Ling Feng, and a hint of confusion and sadness appeared in her eyes. Thousands of words turned into three words: "Why?"

Ling Feng hurt Cailing. Ling Yun was so sad. Why did he stop her? Could it be that he couldn't see that she was actually making a stand for Cailing with this whip? Is he really stupid or fake? Cailing obviously likes him so much, and he also likes Cailing. At this moment, he didn't express his feelings and helped Ling Feng instead. How uncomfortable would Cailing feel when she saw it?

Is Cailing not as good as Ling Feng, who has driven him out of Lingxiao Palace and regarded him as his enemy in his mind?!

Ling Feng wanted to kill Cailing just now—!!!

Compared to Ling Feng's excitement, Ling Yun was calm, looking at the angry Mu Jiuer with his eyes calmly, and replied calmly: "You can't kill him, I can't watch him die in front of me."

It is enough to lose a close relative once, and I don’t want to have a second time. No matter who is right or wrong, he hopes to have a conclusion today.

Hearing this, Mu Jiuer smiled, laughing sadly, and laughing brightly, making people breathe so painfully, but she heard her voice asking indifferently and sadly: "What about Cailing?"

Cailing, who was placed under the rock by Huangfu Chenjue, looked pale at the moment, biting her lips tightly, the blood on her face had stopped, there was a red, swollen and harsh scar on her left cheek, and her clear black eyes were staring at Ling Feng, who was hanging down her head, and her bean-sized eyeballs rolled down from her eye sockets one by one.

Fei Luo was rushing to wipe her tears and apply medicine, and muttered: "Don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore, otherwise the wound will become even more suppurated."

Yes, Cailing was disfigured, and this was Ling Feng's "credit".

As a woman, she has a little bit of selfishness in her heart. She hopes that she will occupy more places than others and more than anyone else, whether it is family or friendship, but Ling Yun disappointed her...

He chose to remain silent in the face of Mu Jiuer's questioning...
Chapter completed!