Chapter 57

In an instant, Feng Zhi pounced out.

In a flash, Ning Ji suddenly raised his hand. The light in his hand flashed, and his voice rang. But because the dagger was too short to withstand the power of splitting, he flexibly pulled Shaoning out of the sword light and rushed to the corridor outside the door, throwing his hand into his arms.

As soon as he came out, the masked man in black who had been standing by the window immediately raised his hand. A strong wind came out and immediately forced Ning Ji to slow down.

Shaoning was thrown out of inertia and ran into the corridor. The building was in disrepair for a long time. The railings cracked immediately. Shaoning screamed and fell. At this time, fengzhiwei had already rushed out. The man in black saw her, and his sleeve suddenly closed.

Feng Zhiwei has no time to pay attention to him. Shaoning grabs Shaoning as hard as he can. Shaoning almost dislocates fengzhiwei. Fengzhiwei is about to pull her up. Suddenly, she feels bright in front of her, and the drum noise rises. Then a rocket, like a red dragon, leaps across the sky with the sound of the wind and rushes directly behind her.

There was a short "ah" sound behind her, and then a sticky wet liquid sprayed on her back neck. Something fell heavily and hit her. Suddenly, Fengzhi, who had just pulled up Shaoning, suddenly knocked down the railing!

All in a flash.

Phoenix know micro only in time to embrace Shaoning.

The wind is blowing all around, and the light and shadow are confused. In the inverted light and shadow, the iron armor flows like a stream, and the flag of the king is flapping. The man comes riding on his horse, and his robe is white and his golden crown is shining. He is looking at fengzhiwei, who protects Shaoning.

A smile.

People who fell from a building in front of the Luohua palace.

Thousands of torches light up the darkness before dawn, like countless floating stars rising among the ten thousand floors of the palace. In front of the dark old building, thousands of iron armours stand in silence, watching two slender figures embracing and rolling down, like two willow leaves floating in the wind between heaven and earth. Looking at the angry dragon rocket flying out from which angle, the meteor suddenly rolled to the real dragon which was the most respected under one person in the imperial court. The arrow entered, the fire started, the blood spurted, and the dust fell.

The crown prince was half bent over the railing and his head was deeply lowered, as if to face the troops downstairs. He repented of his arrogance, indulgence and mediocrity in his life.

Those emperors, the supreme honor, the ambition, those who are forced into despair, want to rise up, once, turn ashes.

So noble, so humble to die.

This fall, this fall.

There was a gust of wind and rain in the sky. The light of the torch was shaking, which made people's vision twinkle. In the twinkling field of vision, the light of sky water was unfolded.

The man, like a light breeze, swept across the building and caught up with the two people who had fallen. They looked up and knew that they couldn't save them at once, but they didn't know who he would save.

Ning Yi stands on his horse, his face is cool and everything is in the final decision. Gu Nan Yi is sure to save Feng Zhiwei, so Shaoning is gone.

Good, good.

In mid air, Gu Nan's clothes swept over.

He did not reach out to catch who, but in the void, shallow brush sleeve.

The sky will be bright, green flowers and trees from the ice dense water vapor, the man straight swept in the air, although flying and temperament is static, such as coagulation yuan, light fog color in a casual gesture, like a fairy cloud between the wind crossing the gods.

The crowd looked up and their hearts shook.

That one brush sleeve, then separated Feng Zhiwei and Shaoning, and then Gu Nan Yi pointed out in Feng Zhiwei's chest.

Feng Zhiwei is in the dizzy fall, suddenly feel a light body, four limbs and a hundred skeletons are suddenly relaxed, can't help but take a breath, the breath in the body floats, the downward momentum slows down.

At this time, Shaoning, who was pushed aside, somehow flew out obliquely. Gu Nan Yi clapped his hands across his hands, and Shaoning drew a long curve of falling. It was just in time for Shaoning to be caught by the master in the bodyguard.

At this time, Gu Nan Yi has already led Feng Zhiwei's hand and slowly falls down. In the air, the two men's clothes are flying and elegant. Even though they look like a pair of men, they are also charming.

Except for a few people, most of them only saw Princess Shaoning pushed aside and fell, while Gu Nan Yi saved Feng Zhiwei. They didn't know that there were still many movements. They didn't know that if it wasn't for that finger and someone else, these actions would never have been completed.

Ning Yi is naturally one of the few.

His eyes suddenly fell on the head of the building, where a dark shadow flashed away.

Just now, when Shaoning was pushed aside, the man made a move upstairs to help Gu Nan Yi push Shaoning's whereabouts obliquely.

Who is he?

The prince's man? How can we cooperate with Gu Nan Yi?

He looked up slightly, thinking about all the strange things, deliberately let himself not look at the hands of the two people.

Don't go to see feng Zhiwei.

He was so calm that no one would see his devastation after the storm.

See her fall, a shock; see her protect Shaoning fall, a shock; a shock, after a shock, the fury roll up, but can not restrain the desolation.

The negotiation in front of Tianbo tower is still in the ear, but after half a day, she once again betrayed her promise.

She will always be like this, wearing a mask, gentle language, turning around, all the promises are in the clouds, always with the most confusing smile smile Yan Yan posture, the knife to him.And when will he be soft hearted?

When is it? Fang? Leave such a capricious mind as the abyss of disaster?

In the past, I could persuade myself that a prince should not be spoiled. Why bother? Now everything will be different. His road has already stepped on his feet, and the battle between the emperor and the blood is in front of him. He will bear the lives of thousands of people, and can no longer tolerate a trace of retreat and soft hearted.

Let the mind so step by step retreat, the final enemy will not be the fate of the cold rolling.

Wei Zhi, Feng Zhi Wei.

You and me, from now on.

The enemy.

Feng Zhiwei looks at Ning Yi from a distance.

The man was standing on his horse with clouds surging in front of him. Behind him were thousands of iron armour. Heaven and earth were in his eyes, but he did not want to have her.

She watched quietly with a long, silent sigh.

Some things are not her intention, but somehow, just like the fate of their own hands, forcing her step by step in opposition to him.

She's not going to explain.

It is not useful to explain. When she falls to Jingzhai with Shaoning in her arms, and he just comes to collect this scene from his horse, it is the will of God.

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