Chapter 403

If he really took her back, I'm afraid, his girl will feel very bad in her heart. Maybe she won't come back to Yun's house again.

Although Yunhong was sorry, he would never hurt Fengyu's heart for the sake of yuelingyan.

Fengyu nodded and said, "thank you, Grandpa. No matter what she does to me, I will save her life in your face. It's very late today. Go back early. I'll wait to see yuelingyan."

"Well, girl, it's hard for you."

Yunhong patted her on the back and said, "I'll go back first."

"I'll see you off."

Yunhong didn't refuse. They walked to the door side by side. When they opened the door, they saw long Zixuan standing with his back to the door. He looked down slightly as if he was looking at the moon.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he quickly turned around and called respectfully, "grandfather."

Then, a pair of eyes fell on Feng Yu very quickly; long Zixuan was relieved quietly. It seems that Xiao Yu talked well with his grandfather, at least better than he imagined.

Yunhong nodded and said, "Zixuan boy, I want to go back, or that sentence, the girl will be taken care of by you."

Dragon purple Xuan lips hook up, promise said, "yes, grandfather can rest assured, purple Xuan will take good care of Feng Yu."

Yunhong and Fengyu believe this.

Two people together to Yunhong on the carriage, until the carriage disappeared for a long time, Fengyu's line of sight did not come back, she a pair of black eyes at a loss, can see is not particularly happy.

Long Zixuan throat moved, stretched out a pair of arms to hold her in his arms, big hand gently touched her head, voice low soft ring up, "little feather, you still want to smoke?"

Feng Yu nodded, a pair of beautiful eyebrows tightly wrinkled up, voice not happy said, "ah Zi master, you say, how can she become my sister? Why do I think it's not true at all? It's like my grandfather is joking with me. "

Dragon Zixuan a pair of enchanting eyes micro movement, the voice of the devil into the bone is low, but extremely dangerous ring up, "even if she is uncle Yun's blood, that also does not deserve to be your sister."

"Feather, it's cold outside. I'll take you back."

He bent down to hold her up, Feng Yu did not struggle, cheek against his chest, a pair of eyes closed up, between the eyebrows, appeared a touch of light irritability.

"Master Zi, take me to see yuelingyan."

In the silent night, her voice began to ring low, echoing gently in longzixuan's ear.

Dragon purple Xuan sexy Adam's apple rolled for a while, the voice low says, "good."

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in the dungeon, there are a group of red shadow guards guarding every day.

Dragon Zixuan came in with Fengyu in his arms. The red shadow guards in the dungeon knelt down, and the neat and loud voice echoed in the dungeon, "see Lord, see little Lord."

Dragon Zixuan did not squint, strode toward the inside, and Fengyu, after a pair of eyes closed, did not open.

Inside, yuelingyan is still lying on the ground, shivering all over. I don't know if I wake up. Luocha and XueYue are looking at her outside.

Seeing long Zixuan coming in, Luocha and XueYue immediately knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "see you, Lord." after half a second, they continued, "see you, little Lord."

This is the first time they have met the legendary young master.

The Lord dotes on the little Lord. He is really doting.

Light said, the girl's lips fell into her eyes, and he closed his eyes to catch her

He was so comfortable in his arms, smelling good and steady. Fengyu was really sleepy when he took this part of the road. If she continued to walk for a few minutes, she would surely go to sleep.

At this time, hear his voice, Feng feather brow wrinkled, a pair of eyes reluctantly opened, recently, doze is really much let her collapse.

She rubbed her eyes and said in a confused voice, "master Zi, put me down."

Dragon Zixuan gently hum a, bend over to put her on the ground, then, a pair of eyes look to the ground on one knee kneeling Luo Cha and blood month body, the voice of evil spirit rings out, "you two get up."

"Thank you, Lord."

Luocha and XueYue stood up and stood on one side, as quiet as the air.

Feng Yu's eyes swept in the past, and what he saw was a man with black iron ghost face and wings, with a pair of red pupils, but extremely handsome.

She eyebrows moved, she thought, from the appearance of these two men, she should be able to distinguish, which is Luocha, which is XueYue.

Unexpectedly, in the hands of long Zixuan, there are a lot of talents. These two men seem to be better than her in cultivation. But I don't know how they are willing to be subordinated to long Zixuan.Her eyes lightly moved to the iron prison, and her body was twisting the moon spirit smoke. Her whole body was still dark, groaning in pain.

Feng Yu reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. He took out a piece of cloth from his arms and put it on the stone table in the dungeon. Under the candlelight, the silver needle in the cloth was shining.

Her finger frets, takes out a silver needle, the Mou light falls to the month spirit smoke body again.

Long Zixuan frowned, walked to her side, reached for her other hand, and said in a low voice, "little feather, what do you want to do?"

Feng Yu turns Mou to see toward him, labial horn hangs shallow smile, voice light say, "certainly is to save her."

"She dares to hurt you. If you don't kill her, you'll take advantage of her. Why do you want to save her?"

He sneered, and his voice was a little chilly. "Little feather, when did you repay good for evil?"

Feng Yu

How bad she seems to be.

She looked at him helplessly and said in a soft voice, "master purple, I have promised my grandfather to let her go. Can't I let her go out like this?"

In this case, if she wants to pretend to be poor again, wouldn't it be more convenient? How can she do what she wants?

"I think she looks good."

Dragon Zixuan still hold her hand did not let go, a pair of eyes to see the iron prison on the spirit of smoke, eyes across the light cold meaning.

She almost killed his children. He really wanted to crush her heart.

Fengyu's lips moved, and a faint smile was aroused. She put away the silver needle on her fingertips, raised her head, and gave him a flattering kiss on his chin.

"Master a Zi, just let me go. I promise that I will make yuelingyan suffer enough, OK?"

Do you really think her needle feels so good?