Chapter 720

Although he doesn't want to send the little master to the little guy, his current state can't last for long. He can't protect the little master for a long time.

Therefore, we can only consider the Dragon Zixuan.

Yes, Si Ming has all the memories of the dark spirit, so he knows everything about Feng Yu like the back of his hand.

However, the dark spirit will not remember him, so when the dark spirit wakes up, he will forget all this.

Si Ming sighs. Suddenly, he wants to wake up quickly. Only in this way can he protect the little master.

His body move, extremely fast toward the direction of the imperial capital city division chief mansion to rob.

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long Zixuan looks for Fengyu everywhere, but a day and a night later, he still can't find Fengyu's whereabouts, and there is no breath of him anywhere.

According to the truth, she has his kind of Albizzia in her body, so he should be able to sense her, but why can't he sense her at all?

After several times of searching for no result, he finally repressed the irritability in his heart, and there were signs of impetuosity.

Who took her?

Why take her? What on earth is it aimed at her?

Only hope, not for her life.

Long Zixuan reached out and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. The bottom of his red eyes was full of fatigue. He felt that if he couldn't find any more small feathers, he couldn't stick to it.

"Lord, I have news."

As soon as XueYue bends down and rushes down from the sky, the strange wings without feathers are folded up. He kneels respectfully in front of longzixuan, and a faint joy emerges in his blood red eyes.

When long Zixuan was stunned, a burst of ecstasy appeared in his heart, but he did not dare to show it, for fear that he would be disappointed.

Even if he forced to suppress, Jue Yan's face still revealed a subtle excitement, "said

"Yes, Lord," XueYue said respectfully, "the news came from the government. The bodyguard who cleaned the bedroom found the comatose little Lord in the Lord's room."

"Has little feather gone back? That's great. "

Long Zixuan's body moved, then he swept away in the air. The joyful voice spread everywhere, "XueYue, call everyone back to the mansion."

"Yes, Lord."

*

after returning to the mansion, long Zixuan went straight to his bedroom. Along the way, he was as fast as lightning.

He opened the door with the palm wind and closed the door with the spirit power. His heart beat as fast as if he wanted to jump out of his body.

It was only when his eyes fell on the unconscious girl on the bed that he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he raised his legs and walked towards the bed, turned and sat down.

Seize her white wrist, seriously for her pulse, found that although her body is weak, but it does not matter, a heart this is completely put down.

Long Zixuan reached out and gently stroked her cheek. He could not help but droop his head and kiss her on the lips. He sighed and said in a low judo voice, "little feather, where have you been? You know, I'm scared to death. "

The comatose girl naturally won't answer his question, and he doesn't need her answer.

After seeing her, he even forgot how she came back and what happened during this time?

His only thought was that as long as she came back, as long as she was OK.

He took off his soft boots and went to bed. He put his arm into the quilt and tried to hold the comatose girl in his arms, but his big palm came across a soft thing.

Dragon Zixuan frowned and reached out to uncover the quilt on Fengyu's body. Then he saw a black cat lying on the other side of her body.

This black cat, he knows, is a contract pet of little feather.

A black civet who breaks the shackles of talent and breaks into the realm of emptiness.

Black civet can only break through to the mysterious realm at most. Therefore, this cat is absolutely alien, and I don't know if it is the reason for its small feather.

Only when he heard the cat's slight purr, long Zixuan, who was always a clean man, drew from the corner of his mouth. There was a trace of disgust in his eyes. How did the cat get to his bed?

I can't bear it.

Even if it is a small feather pet, it can't climb on his bed.

Enduring the discomfort in his heart, long Zixuan reached for the cat's tail and lifted it up. With a swing of his arm, the cat in his palm was thrown to the ground and rolled under the table.

Such a big noise did not wake the cat up. The cat was still sleeping sweetly with her limbs open, and her slight snoring was uninterrupted.

Long Zixuan took a puff at the corner of his mouth and fell asleep so deeply. Is it a cat, not a pig?

Make sure it doesn't have the wrong tire?

The Mou light took back from the cat. Long Zixuan looked at the cat's big palm. The more he saw the dislike in the eyes, the stronger the moon was.

He couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly got down from the bed and went to the corner of the room where there was a copper basin. He washed in the clear water for a long time.

After wiping his hands with a pure white towel, he finally felt less unbearable.

Go to bed again, put her little feather in her arms, kiss her on the cheek, and close her eyes.*

Fengyu is dreaming. She doesn't know what she is dreaming about. Everything is so vague.

In the vague dream, what seems more and more clear.

She finally saw clearly that it was a man, a man who was extremely cold and beautiful.

The man has a dark purple hair, purple hair above, a pair of furry ears, followed by a pair of dark green eyes, cheek, there is a beautiful pattern.

He is looking at her, as if to her hook lips smile, that smile, instantly blooming thousands of flowers.

Fengyu is stunned some back to God, curious, this man how so familiar? Where on earth has she met?

Just as she was thinking about it, a familiar voice suddenly rang out in her ear.

"Little feather, wake up, wake up quickly..."

Even though the voice is very familiar, Fengyu still doesn't want to open her eyes. She hasn't remembered who this beautiful man is and how can she come out of her dream.

She frowned impatiently, but she didn't know how lovely this picture was. Long Zixuan hooked her lips and couldn't help kissing her face gently and densely.

Face suddenly itching, it seems that something is gently touching her, wet waxy, has been soft to the bottom of her heart.

Then, Feng Yu's eyes opened like this. When she opened them, she saw a gorgeous face, which was no worse than the one she saw in her dream.

And then, the light pink lips will be forced to kiss, not light and not heavy sucking.

Familiar breath into the bone marrow, a sense of numbness can not help but rise from the tailbone, phoenix feather can not help curling up for a while.

Long Zixuan kisses her, and her eyes appreciate her exquisite face, which makes him indulge in the amorous feelings.

Her eyes half narrowed, melting in his kiss, and a blush appeared on her face.