Xiao Xi wakes up from the nightmare again. It's already light. Her long and thick eyelashes are moist. Her whole face seems to be covered with a layer of cold fog. Her small mouth is slightly open and she is panting.

All of a sudden, I saw someone sitting by the bed, her black back facing her, half of her hair covered with jade, a bamboo slip in her slender hands, and her black eyes gathered together.

At first glance, Xiao Xi thought it was the cold God of fenglingran. After a careful look, she thought more.

"Master."

Xiao Xi woke up from the nightmare, but she was still a little frightened. Seeing the purple dress, she instinctively stretched out her small hand from the quilt. Her delicate fingers twisted the black sleeve of the purple dress. The gold thread on the sleeve was embroidered with cloud patterns, and the dragon was flying in the clouds. Her fingertips just touched the claws of Jiaolong and gently pulled it. The dragon on the sleeve seemed to be alive and showed Xiao Xi's fingers In a ferocious manner, she seemed to bite her fingers, chew them, and swallow them into their stomachs.

Feng Ling ran put down the bamboo slips in her hand, turned around and took a look at the small hand that pulled her sleeve. The dragon on the sleeve took back the evil state, as if it was just an illusion.

"Awake?" His eyes moved to her small face full of cold sweat: "have you had a nightmare?"

Thinking of the terrible nightmare, Xiao Xi plunges into his arms and trembles slightly.

Feng Ling Ran's black eyes flashed a different color, and felt the little girl in his arms was afraid. He encircled her in his arms, and his cold face was a little softer.

"Don't be afraid."

He said gently in her ear.

"Master, how long can you control fenglingran's body?"

Xiao Xi's words suddenly let the gentle in the black eyes of the man who hugged her dissipated, and was quickly replaced by the shade, and turned into an unfathomable abyss.

"Why did you ask me so suddenly?"

His voice was still gentle and even spoiled, just like a good master who cared about his disciples.

Xiao Xi's face was close to his arms, and her little hands held him tightly. It seemed that she could feel at ease and tell herself that the person in front of her was no longer fenglingran, but purple clothes. She was her master who helped her, protected her and spoiled her. But I don't know why? Even if Xiao Xi holds him like this, she still feels very scared.

The end of the nightmare was too cruel, and her soul was drowned in the water and became a water ghost who could only feel the cold forever. The most abominable thing is that Xi'er and Feng Ling ran not only did not let go of her soul, but also put the water tank in their room. They listened to the violent shaking sound of their bed board and the sound of "Xi'er" of fenglingran all day and night. Her soul in the water felt ridiculous and seeping. Later, she saw Taoist Master Zhu Xu, saying that she was a fox demon who bewildered the world and harmed the country. She cast a spell on her in the water tank, melting her soul limbs in the water and turning it into a ghost stick.

Well, it's not a human stick, it's a ghost stick.

Xiao Xi's small face became pale and trembled her eyelashes. She said, "I'm afraid the master will leave and die in the hands of Feng Ling ran."

Feng Ling Ran's black pupil shrinks fiercely. The dark storm disappears in a blink of an eye. He looses his arm when he hears the pain of the little girl in his arms.

Xiao Xi frowned and raised her pale face: "master, you held me tight just now. I almost thought you were going to kill him."

Feng Ling Ran's cold face hasn't faded away. Xiao Xi's heart is slightly startled. In a blink of an eye, he picks up a demon smile: "master, it's too late to like you. How can I kill you?"

"Master, you are not serious again."

Feng Ling ran suddenly pinched her chin, and her beautiful face was slightly bowed down. At close proximity, she could almost touch her lips: "do you want to know what is immoral? Well? "

Purple, this is Want to kiss her?

Xiao Xi's head exploded like a thunderbolt from the blue. She pushed his chest hard, but he was as stable as Mount Tai. His thin lips were about to fall on her lips. Xiao Xi's eyes widened.

"Master You can't... "

The voice has just dropped.

Feng Ling ran will push her down in bed, the back of the head hit the quilt, not painful, but some deja vu.

I thought he was going to kiss her, but she thought too much.

Feng Ling ran looked at her from a commanding position, just like the king on the high, looking at the vulnerable little girl on the bed, the demon said with a smile: "can't what?"

“……” Purple is really hateful, and tease her?

Xiao was lazy and quarreled with him: "master, I'm hungry."

Feng Ling ran looked at Xiao Xi, from the top to the bottom, looked at Xiao Xi's hair, there is a kind of naked illusion in front of him.

"Master, I'm hungry." She raised her voice and said in a loud voice.

Feng Ling ran thin lips hook the earth's pale smile: "this king will feed you."

“……” This is so ambiguous and sensational!

Two days passed.

Xiao Xi's body did not wake up, that is to say, the dream was false.

The general dream is also contrary, can't make true.

The emissary of the holy city was assassinated on the way, but he was saved by an expert. He did not take away the sacred grass.In order to express the saving grace to the master, the emissary of the holy capital gave him a divine grass ready for auction, and he was willing to escort the envoy of the holy city to the palace of the Eastern Jin Dynasty safely.

Now, every move of the Regent's mansion is watched by people. He hasn't been to court for many days. The emperor is also secretly weakening Feng lingran's power. Maybe he wants to test how strong Feng lingran's power is when Feng lingran's vitality is greatly damaged? See if it is possible to destroy and recapture the power of the Regent.

It is obvious that the emperor's wishful thinking may have failed. The day before the holy city emissary entered the gate of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Feng Ling went to court.

The emperor was so surprised that he could hardly believe his eyes. Did Feng Ling not vomit blood? How can you recover your vitality in just two days? His face didn't look like he was recovering from a serious illness!

Is it that Feng Ling ran knows what he's doing behind his back? So hold on to the morning?

The emperor even doubted that fenglingran would look so good with rouge on her face in order to hide people's eyes.

Fenglingran is the youngest and most beloved prince of his father. He has the power of the three armies and the right to review memorials. He will not satisfy the title of regent and general.

Fenglingran had long wanted to take possession of the beautiful scenery and the golden Luan dragon chair.

"I heard that the Regent was haunted by gorgeous ghosts, and his essence was absorbed a lot, and his vitality was greatly damaged. Now when I look at it, the Regent can't see that the essence has been absorbed by the gorgeous ghost. "

The emperor's face hung with a gentle smile. In his words, he not only said that fenglingran was infected with evil spirit, but also implied that fenglingran might not be ill and bully the emperor.

"Thank you for your concern." Feng Ling ran saluted slightly, as if she couldn't understand the emperor's words. She continued: "I've heard that the emissary of the holy capital will arrive in the Eastern Jin Dynasty tomorrow. I ask the emissary to live in the Regent's palace."

The emperor frowned a little. Before which country came, Feng Ling ran had never been so active. Why this time?

It was originally a small matter where the emissary of the holy city lived. The Regent's house allowed the emissary to live, which was regarded as a great honor to the emissary.

But the emperor hesitated. Does fenglingran want to collude with the emissary of the holy city?

"The Regent will not bother the Regent. I have arranged for the envoys of the holy city to live in the palace."

"There are many empresses in the imperial palace. I'm afraid..."

"I have made up my mind, so the Regent need not say more."

Emperor Longyan vertical Wei, see fenglingran no longer speak, he has a kind of feeling that defeated fenglingran.

Father, do you see it? In this dynasty, I am the real son of the dragon. The Regent can only submit to my feet and let me take his life and death.

Old Huang men shrieked out "xiachao".

When the emperor turned to leave, he didn't see Feng Ling Ran's beautiful face. The eight winds did not move. His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if everything was under his control.

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