Chapter 65

Leng youjue gave a cold smile: "she naturally can't, but with another me, naturally it's different."

The voice falls, his body shape suddenly disappears out of thin air, Feng Che Mou color a change, under the emotion urgent immediately flash body to sweep to toward night behind, one hand clasps her slender waist, the other hand directly shocks off the red blood sword in her hand, at the same time seal her Lily acupoint, toward night immediately eyes closed, body soft for a while. Feng Che immediately hugs her and calls her name softly at the same time

Xiang Ye slowly opens his eyes, the eyes have been clear, Feng Che see, this just relaxed tone: fortunately not controlled.

When Xiangye slowly saw the face in front of him, he suddenly chuckled, then opened his lips and called softly, "Wang Ye..."

Feng Che Mou Guang once, originally should retreat to open, but still stretch out a hand to come across in front of her.

Purple light shot into the center of Xiangwan's eyebrows, but also the moment before, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. Fengche twisted his eyebrows and looked down. Xiangwan's palm was holding the dagger he had given her.

Raise the MOU, toward the late Mou Guang still some chaos, slow, just a little clear up.

Wake up at that moment to see in front of is Feng Che's face, she a meal almost immediately think of just of affair, suddenly face a change, a low head, see oneself of hand still hold that dagger, suddenly then frighten to draw back a hand, some flustered of see to Feng Che: "you... I... how do you do?"

Feng Che's face is a little pale. Seeing her panic and worry, she slowly shakes her head: "no harm."

Xiangwan quickly took out the powder from his waist and sprinkled it on his wound. For the time being, he did not dare to pull out the dagger. He could only let it stay in his body and watch the blood stop slowly. Xiangwan raised his head to see him: "can it hold?"

Feng Che looked at her one eye, lip Cape still evokes light smile: "just small wound, no harm."

He raised his head and looked at Leng youjue, whose eyebrows were cold. He hooked his lips and stood up slowly with the help of Xiang Wan.

Leng youjue did not move, but looked at them with cold eyes: "you are the birds in the cage. I advise you to do less struggle."

Feng Che took a look at Xiang Wan, motioned her to stay here, then walked out slowly, and stood in front of Leng youjue: "not necessarily, the victory has not yet been decided, even if the king was injured, it is not so easy to take the king's life."

Leng youjue gave a sneer. In a moment, she was already moving. In the evening, she saw a dark shadow suddenly attacking Fengche. With a tight heart, she could see that Fengche's purple clothes had turned, and her body had deviated from his attack. At the same time, she caught his arm with her fingers.

As soon as Leng youjue's face changed, he immediately hit his face. Feng Che's eyebrows didn't move, and he waved away his attack with his backhand. At the same time, he stepped back a few steps.

Such a fight is not the way, Feng Che was injured, long war is bound to be unfavorable to him.

Xiang night suddenly thought of something, body back, quickly to the exit.

Even if it is a precipice here, if the Army knows that they are here, they will try their best to rescue. In this way, Leng youjue knows that time can't be delayed for a long time, and only has a quick fight. In the quick fight, Fengche may not lose to him.

Thinking of this, Leng youjue couldn't come forward because she was entangled by Fengche. She quickly pulled off the hairpin on her head and broke it. Huoxin flew to the cliff. Leng youjue's face changed. She quickly broke away from Fengche and rushed to the cliff, trying to knock Xiangye down.