Chapter 631

His accent was a little strange, as if it was deliberately muffled.

Fengzhi slightly frowned -- Ning Yi chooses such a hard way to protect Xin Ziyan? It doesn't seem like his style.

She laughed and said, "is that right..."

Still is a long sound, the voice did not fall, she moved a turn, Huoran twist!

"Keng!"

A black knife light suddenly shot out from a strange angle under her, like a black meteor. The blood on the ground was excited by the blade of this knife, and the crystal bright red peach blossom fan was scattered. The fan face was just so charming and gorgeous. The black sword light of "Chi" has passed through the steps like a snake and split into the sternum of the opponent!

With a burst of blood, the screen was covered with blood!

With a click, the knife seemed to be ejected by the machine spring. It twisted and drilled out of the chest bone of the man in brown, and the bloody River and mountain map of the broken screen went straight in, and with a whiff, it shot behind the screen.

There was a dull and dull sound, and there was a sound of heavy falling behind the screen. After a long time, there was thick blood, and the sticky self dumping screen flowed out.

Feng Zhiwei half kneels in front of the hall, with black hair and blood on his face, leaning on his three knives and looking at his own, the fourth knife!

In winter, the cold wind blows snow foam and blood foam. Her eyes are cold, her face is like snow, and her black hair is covered with blood beads.

There were dozens of corpses in the hall and down the hall. She was holding a knife all the way and killed one person in ten steps.

It was as silent as death on all sides, so still as to hear the voice of blood coagulation.

There was a clang sound in the silence, and Feng knew that she abandoned her knife to the ground and looked up and laughed.

Laugh and cry.

Helene!

I use your favorite happy way to avenge you!

The wind is cold in winter, and the blood from behind the screen has coagulated.

Feng Zhi Wei Zheng Zheng staring at the fallen screen, where only a light colored corner of clothing, infection in the blood.

Many guards, from the door to the room, she hid the fourth knife finally killed Xin Ziyan, don't know why, but in the heart all painless quick meaning.

After a while she stepped forward and went round the screen.

The man behind the screen lay on his side with his back to her, his elbows bent over his face, his long hair scattered, and his face could not be seen.

Feng Zhiwei slowly walked over, squatted down and went to lift Xin Ziyan's elbow.

Each other's hands are folded and bent in front of his face. In order to see the other's face, one has to stretch his hand between his bent arms.

The Phoenix knows tiny finger to stretch out.

The fingers are going to touch each other's elbows.

The bending elbows suddenly flicked and pressed, and the lightning pressed her wrist between her arms. Feng Zhi's empty hand immediately lifted up, and the other party's speed was faster. One hand was lifted up like playing a piano in the wind. The finger light flashed. It seemed soft as cloud, but as hard as iron, it held her wrist pulse.

The man's hand was too fast to describe. Almost fengzhiwei's fingers had just passed by. He had already controlled the key of fengzhiwei, but zongchen and fengzhiwei's guards were still three feet away, unable to rescue them at all.

Everything happened between the electric light and flint, and the dust settled in the blink of an eye.

After the screen, in front of the blood pool, two people's postures of lying down and squatting are fixed, and they look at each other without blinking.

His fingers caught her wrist pulse. As long as she vomited her internal strength, her whole body meridians would be destroyed, and she would become a disabled person if she did not die.

Her fingers pressed on his eyes, and as soon as they were sent forward, his eyes would certainly be blind, and they could pierce his forehead further.

It's just a move to fight. Each one takes charge of the other's life and death.

Zong Chen had already come forward in a flash just now. Seeing this scene, he stopped, sighed and withdrew from the screen.

The wind with a bloody smell blowing in leisurely, will her forehead disorderly hair blow off, and his hair interweave together.

Such as this life hard to break entanglement.

For a long time, Feng Zhiwei sighed.

"Your Highness..." She is half kneeling, a blink does not blink to look at him, the finger does not hesitate in his eye, "xinziyan?"

Ning Yi took her wrist pulse in her mouth and leaned against the thin wall behind the screen. She said faintly, "I'm here. Isn't it enough for you?"

"Your Highness wants to exchange his own life for the life of Xin Yuanshou?" Feng Zhiwei didn't smile and shook her head.

What she said and what she did, her fingers on Ning Yi's eyes did not vibrate, and so did Ning Yi.

"I wish I could have traded your life for Mr. sin." Ning Yi smiles, "but your vigilance and reaction are always so impeccable."

Feng Zhiwei also smiles. Ning Yi really knows her enough and knows that she revenges for Helian. She will be tired and her reaction will slow down. He will wait behind the screen to bargain with her.

"Now your highness can't threaten my life to let Xin Ziyan go." Feng Zhiwei gently pushed her finger forward, "or your highness can try to die with me, then Mr. Xin will be saved."Ning Yi did not fear, low smile, way: "yes."

Then he suddenly let go and let go of Feng Zhiwei's wrist pulse.

Feng Zhi was stunned.

"If I can kill you, why wait until now?" Ning Yi lightly gave up and closed his eyes, "Mr. Xin has been transferred away by me. I will stay here waiting for you. There is a head of injustice and a master of debt. In the final analysis, what Mr. Xin owes you is for me. If so, why don't you clear up once?"

He leaned back with a smile, drooped his eyebrows and closed his eyes. He even took it seriously as if you wanted to start.

Feng Zhiwei's fingers pressed on his eyes.

As long as you send it gently, it seems that all kinds of gratitude and resentment, burning heart in a dilemma, seems to be able to end.

Under the finger, the eyes trembled slightly because of the pressure, the skin touched was soft, the eyes Eyes

"From now on, let me be your eyes."

A word came into my mind like a hurricane.

A 16-year-old girl on the cliff of Jiyang raised her face with warm and sincere expression.

A blind and a wounded, a total of Royal pursuit, the road that we went through in those years, a moment of light and shadow again.

Feng knows the tiny finger trembles.

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