"Who are you?" When Feng asked in a trembling voice.

There is a kind of horrible atmosphere in this person, which makes people feel nervous for no reason.

"Who am I?" A soft voice came from behind the mask. Some people were surprised that such a dangerous man's voice was as beautiful as jade.

The contrast was so strong that she didn't know how to react for a while.

"Miss Shifeng, you are the one I choose." He whispered with a smile.

"Who are you?" When Feng looked at him in fear, he was frightened by his voice and aggressive tone.

"Ha ha, my name is song MI." The man in the golden robe smiled and said to her, "Shifeng, your lineage, marrying Liu Yi is really too aggrieved for you."

"What nonsense!" As soon as he heard the other side mention his sweetheart and contempt, Feng couldn't help being angry.

"Forget it. It's no use talking to you. I'll come again, Shifeng." Song Mi said, and slowly turned away.

"Wait a minute!" When Feng did not know where to summon the courage, suddenly shouted to stop him, "what do you want to do? If you want to threaten the king with me, I'd rather die in front of you! "

Hearing this, Secretary song stopped and sneered: "deal with him? How can I care about the Song Dynasty? "

In a flash of gold, song Mi's figure disappeared completely.

When Feng Leng in the local.

"Miss! Miss! " Xiao Mei's voice came from the room. A moment later, she ran out with her bloody hands covered. Feng was shocked when she saw standing in a daze. "What's the matter, miss?"

Feng's face was so pale when she saw it. Xiaomei hurriedly asked.

When Feng shook his head and murmured, "Xiaomei, do you see him?"

"Who?" Xiaomei is in a daze. She doesn't know what happened at all.

She accidentally knocked over the teacup just now. When she squatted down to pick up the fragments, she hurt her hand for a while, but it was only a while. She didn't see anyone coming.

"Here he is!" When Feng pointed to the door where song Mi had stood, he swore, "a man with a whole body wrapped in golden light, wearing a gold mask, he told me a lot!"

"Miss, you are confused!" Xiaomei reaches for his forehead. "I've only been in for a while. How can someone say a lot to you?"

"But he is!" When Feng does not believe, she does not believe that just everything is an illusion!

"The young lady's forehead is a little hot. I think it's a fever. I'll help her to go back to her room and have a rest. Then I'll ask a doctor to take the vice medicine for her." Xiaomei held her, shaking her head and sighing, and took her back to the room to rest.

As expected, Feng had a fever. In the evening, he fell asleep in a daze and made a cold sweat. He was confused. In his dream, the figure of that man still appeared.

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"Shifeng, you are the one I choose."

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"No, no......" She had dreams and cried because of that deep fear.

"Fenger, Fenger..." Beside the bed, the kind old man gently called her name. When Feng opened his eyes and saw his father, he burst into tears and held his father's hand tightly.

"Dad, I really saw that man. He was wearing a golden mask. He said he would come again!"