The cool wind blew, and almost everyone's necks were slightly cold, and the atmosphere was very gloomy and terrifying.
Of course, Yang Xi is not included among all of them.
The third master had just walked to Feng Ba, and his proud breath dissipated most of the other party's cold eyes. He took a deep breath, and he reached out to hold the hilt of the Yinyue knife, pulled it slightly, and couldn't pull it, and then pulled it harder.
, but he still couldn't pull it. When he was anxious, his mission was pulled, but he still couldn't move at all.
He looked up and met Feng Ba's cold gaze.
You dare! Feng Ba purses his thin lips lightly, and is powerful without being angry.
If you don’t let go, you will suffer. If necessary, the Third Master will not hesitate to threaten it with his most fatal weakness.
Sure enough, Feng Ba's face changed, and after a few sharp ups and downs in his chest, he slowly let go of his hand holding the knife. As soon as he let go, the Yin Yue Dao pressed straight towards the Third Master. The Third Master was shocked and calmed down.
, and he tried his best to barely stabilize the Yin Yue Knife.
Good, this guy is amazing! I just saw Feng Ba use it easily, but I didn’t expect that this knife weighs at least 100 kilograms! This Feng Ba... can he still call him a person? It’s true
God of War, God of God!
After barely calming his breath, he pretended to be calm and said to the mistress behind him: "Miss San, go and call four strong men and carry this knife back to me."
The mistress took his life and hurriedly brought someone. The four strong men carried the Yinyue Knife away with a whimper. Feng Ba's eyes never left his love Knife, and the pain in his chest was better than that in the other.
The third master ignored him and walked straight to Murong Yun, "Please." This sword is much smaller than the Yin Yue Dao, and it will never be ridiculously heavy.
With Feng Ba's impressed, Murong Yun did not make much unnecessary struggle. He glared coldly and snorted: "For you."
The Star Picking Sword was thrown into the Third Master's hand.
The third master took the sword and felt secretly happy. As expected, the joy had not yet dissipated, his face had changed a few times, almost ashes.
No one knew what kind of pain he was facing. He saw him holding the Star-Zhunting Sword tightly, sweating on his forehead, and his palms holding the sword and his entire arm were trembling. After a while, he barely held it.
The Star-Picking Sword slowly took off.
"Xiao Si, do you know martial arts?" The third master said coldly.
"Xiao Si won't."
"Then you put it away and take it to my study."
He handed the sword to Xiao Si. After seeing him walking away with a relaxed look, he really took off his breath. He wiped his sweat and wanted to say something, where was the shadow of others beside him? These individuals actually
I don’t know when they all left!
Damn it! I suffered so much in vain! My arms were so sore...
In Yang Xi's bedroom.
Feng Sufu gently pulled up to the door, wandered outside the door for a while before leaving reluctantly.
In the room, she was quietly lying beside the bed, holding a book in her hand, and she started reading it by herself. The remaining two men stood by the bed with their heads down, not daring to hum a word.
Suddenly, she laughed, as if the contents of the book made her very happy. Seeing this, Feng Ba asked softly: "Xi'er, what are you looking at?"
"Chun. Palace Map." He still smiled happily, and he didn't even raise his eyes.
Feng Ba's face was full of dark lines, and he only felt vaguely, why is this situation so familiar?
Murong Yun coughed softly and said in a muffled voice: "Xi'er, can I have blood on my uterus for you?"
"Sufu has pushed it today." Yang Xi turned another page, but still didn't look at the two of them.
Feng Ba and Murong Yun looked at each other and had a rare moment of tacit understanding. "We were wrong!"
"You?" Yang Xi finally looked up at them, pointed his slender index finger at Feng Ba, and then pointed at Murong Yun, "When did you and you become you?"
The two looked at each other again, and did not hum without a groaning, and they both felt disgusted with each other.
"Okay, call Su Fu, I miss him." Yang Xi threw down the book in his hand and whispered.
"You are mine tonight!" Murong Yun immediately protested when he heard this.
Feng Ba glanced at him in a cold manner, gloating.
Yang Xi pursed her lips and whispered: "But I want to sleep with him and talk to him well. Not only today, but tomorrow too."
"What?" Feng Ba's face turned cold and his eyes were cold. If he dared to appear tomorrow, he would have to destroy him!
Yang Xi didn't look at him, but said quietly: "You are all noble kings. I asked myself that I could not handle it with my own strength. The Ming people just clean up and go back to their own territory. I am tired, can't I go to trouble.
rise."
"No!"
Two protests suddenly broke out and their attitude was firm.
"I was wrong, Xi'er, I promise you that I won't be as good as him in the future, okay?" Murong Yun sat down beside her and gently hugged her into her arms.
Feng Ba's expression changed, and at last, he only looked aggrieved, "He will cause trouble for me in the future. I promise you not to care about him, can I?"
"really?"
"Take it seriously!" answered in unison, sonorous and powerful.
"Then... what will you do if you don't fight?" Yang Xi leaned in Murong Yun's arms, closed her eyes slightly to rest.
When the two saw her tired look on their faces, a little bit of pain arose in their hearts at the same time.
A year ago, she fell in a pool of blood, and even Gu Zun was almost helpless. In the end, Gu Zun came up with a shocking method: break the belly, change the liver, and remove the kidneys. However, the success rate was only 10%!
God knows how panic the people present were! Murong Yun was lucky and stood up on the bed, without any awareness of everything. Although he was extremely upset when he woke up and knew everything, at least Yang Xi had no worries about his life at that time.
Fortunately, Feng Ba's bloodline can blend with Yang Xi, so Yang Xi now has half of his liver in his body, just like he lives in her body. The process is painful, but at least the ending is very happy. Every time I think of her own.
There is a hint of sweetness in the heart that is unconsciously passed by.
He was glad that he was by her side at that time, and he was also the one who lived and died with her!
Since Yang Xi's life was protected, Feng Ba, Murong Yun and Feng Sufu discussed it, they unanimously decided to take her to the Western Regions to stay away from all worldly disputes. What she was most worried about was that Feng Ba and Murong Yun would fight life and death, and they took action.
I gave her the firmest promise, I don’t want the country, I just need a beauty!
In the imperial city, Yanyu plays the role of Murong Yun. Over the past year, he has always been in charge of everything, loves the people as a son, and plays the role of a good emperor. In the river front line, Feng Hong replaced Feng Ba's identity and put the river front line.
It is also managed in an orderly manner. Of course, Bai Qian and Ning Shu are indispensable for this.
As for them, someone needs to push Yang Xi to get blood in the palace every day. After they are idle, they will fight and move their muscles and bones when they have nothing to do, and their lives will be smooth.
Now that even the right to fight has been exploited, I wonder if I will be idle in the future.
Feng Ba and Murong Yun looked at each other for the third time. This time, they were no longer tired of each other, but only had the same illness and sympathy.