His whole body exudes a strong pressure. Yuelingyan's face turns pale in an instant. He looks away in a panic. His lips tremble and close. He doesn't dare to make any sound any more.

Long Zixuan snorted and turned to look at Feng Yu. His lips turned up again. As long as he saw her, he would feel better.

He reached out and gently took her hand with his slender big hand, wrapped her soft little hand in the palm of his hand, "little feather, let's go."

The hand is suddenly held by the person, the Feng feather whole body trembles, a heart can't help but jump disorderly, she is nervous almost can't breathe, a pair of eyes also don't dare to see him.

They have done more intimate things, but I do not know why, at this time by his hand, she would be so nervous.

In fact, when she took the initiative to kiss him just now, she was impulsive. After the impulse, she became shy. She had never taken the initiative to kiss anyone before. She was really degenerated, and now she can do such frivolous things.

However, his taste is really beautiful.

Recalling the picture just now, Fengyu can't help blushing. Her little face is almost red, and her heart beats like a rabbit. It seems that she can jump out at any time.

She took a deep breath, looked down at the hands of two people intertwined, shy heart, across a trace of soft, did not know before, the original, his hands actually so warm.

This kind of temperature really makes her greedy.

Fengyu suddenly wants to look up to the sky and scream. My sister also has a boyfriend, and her face is so rebellious. More than that, he is powerful and rich.

Well, the only drawback is that he's not human.

Her eyes moved from their hands to his, which was still enough to amaze her face. She looked at him as if her eyes were dyed with enchantment. She raised her lips and said shyly, "wait for me."

Long Zixuan eyebrows pick pick pick, did not speak.

Fengyu obviously saw that he was not happy. There was a smile in her eyes, but she didn't continue to talk to him, as if she didn't see that he was not happy.

She turned to look at the moon spirit smoke, face instantly cold down, all the shyness as if it was just an illusion.

Her red lips slightly open, voice cold bone, "Ling smoke princess, Beiming Chen is life or death and I have nothing to do with you, I am not familiar with you, why do you let me save him? Not to mention whether I can save him or not, even if I can, I will not save him, but watch him die. "

"If he is lucky enough to wake up, please tell him that I, Yun Fengyu, have been at odds with him ever since. If we meet again, we will only be enemies."

Yuelingyan's lips trembled, holding beimingchen in her arms, and her voice said softly, "but brother Jiu likes you..."

"He deserves to like me, too?"

Before she finished, she was interrupted coldly by Feng Yu, "what if he likes me? Didn't you push me off the cliff? Princess Lingyan, if I can hear this from you in the future, don't blame me for being rude to you. "

Finish saying words, the cold Mou light then swept from the month work properly smoke body, from beginning to end, have never seen the North Ming Chen half eye that is unconscious.

Long Zixuan is very satisfied with her performance, but she is also a little upset. She suddenly doesn't like beimingchen, because he pushed her down the cliff, right?

If beimingchen didn't push her down from duanhun cliff, would she not be with him at all?

He raised his eyes and looked at the faint beimingchen in yuelingyan's arms. He was so weak now. It was a rare opportunity. If he took the opportunity to strike him, he would not live.

Shaking his head, long Zixuan forced the idea down.

No, I don't know if Xiaoyu really doesn't like beimingchen. If he makes a move at this time, he will take advantage of others' danger. It's too mean. If Xiaoyu thinks he's too mean and decides not to take him, what should he do?

Long Zixuan takes a deep breath, and his eyes are not willing to move away from beimingchen. This man pushes his little feather down the soul breaking cliff, but he can't take the opportunity to attack him. He's really unwilling.

Looking down at Feng Yu, he opened his lips and said softly, "little feather, can you go now?"

If she still wants to find a reason not to go, then he will be really angry. He will think that she doesn't want to go, in fact, she is reluctant to go to beimingchen and wants to listen to yuelingyan's words to save him.

"I feel something in the valley of fire. Let's go down and have a look."

Feng Yu thought for a long time, but she told long Zixuan about it with her mind. Originally, she was wary of him, but then she thought that since she decided to be together, she really shouldn't keep anything from him.

There is a doubt in the eyes of dragon Zixuan. Is there anything in the valley of fire? Why did he pass here so many times and never find out?

But even if not, since she wants to go down, he must accompany her.

This little girl is stubborn in her bones. If he doesn't go down with her, she may go down alone without him. In case of any accident, who will give him another wife?So, he'd better go with her and protect her.

He nodded and said to her with the same thought, "OK."

Phoenix feather hook lip smile, holding his hand, heart and liver chaos tremble toward the edge of the soul cliff, behind, but suddenly sounded familiar and weak voice.

"Yun'er..."

This sound, instantly attracted the attention of Feng Yu and long Zixuan, and they turned and looked in the direction of the sound.

Then she saw a woman with mature charm all over her body, covering her chest with her right hand. Step by step, she walked towards them with great difficulty. Her face was pale, and there seemed to be blood on her fingertips.

"Aunt Jinglan?"

Feng Yu exclaimed in surprise. His little hand came out of long Zixuan's hand and ran towards Ye Jinglan. Long Zixuan looked down at the empty palm of his hand, and his eyes were not happy.

Looking up, he saw that his little feather had run to the woman. He raised his leg and was ready to walk.

"Master, please stay."

The soft voice of yuelingyan rings in her ears. Her voice is very low. No one can hear her except him.

Long Zixuan squints his eyes and stops, but a pair of eyes always fall on Feng Yu. He doesn't look back and doesn't look at her.

That pair of arrogant, arrogant, defiant appearance, clearly tell her, there is something to say.

The month spirit smoke Mou Guang once once once crossed to put on to be gloomy, she hangs a head, the line of sight falls on the North Ming Chen body of closing eyes in the bosom, the voice lightly says, "the division Lord decides to be together with Feng girl?"

"What is it to do with you?"

The Dragon purple Xuan Mou light does not move, open thin lips, the voice of evil spirit coolly says, "do you have the qualification to ask the business of this seat?"