Fengyu was a little guilty when he saw her. She coughed and went to beimingchen to block him behind and drive those women away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my elder brother was seriously injured not long ago. Now he is very weak and needs more rest. We appreciate your kindness. I hope you don't disturb my elder brother and let him have more rest. Thank you for your cooperation."

All the women turned their eyes around Fengyu to see beimingchen. Seeing that he was really pale and ugly, they could not help but feel distressed. They cared about him one by one and then walked away one after another.

Although walk away, but actually didn't walk far, lift an eye to be able to see the North Ming Chen.

Feng feather relaxed tone, turn round to sit down in the North Ming Chen body side, a pair of eyes looking at him, see his face strange smelly, a pair of gloomy terrible appearance.

She said some funny, "beimingchen, this is a blessing that many men can't ask for. What's the matter with you?"

The North dark night Chen coldly hummed a, raised eyes, cold as snow of looking at her, "I don't rare, how, looking at me to be entangled by them, you seem very happy."

Feng Yu

Well, this man is angry now. I guess what she said is wrong. So, she'd better shut up.

"Why don't you talk."

The cold and cold voice rang again. Fengyu's head was big in an instant. It seemed that it was useless for her to escape from the trouble.

She hardened her head and said, "no, there are so many of them, and I can't expose my strength, so I was pushed away by them..."

Speaking of the back, her voice became smaller and smaller until she couldn't hear it at all. Even she didn't believe this reason.

The atmosphere fell into a tormenting silence

"Miss Yu..."

All of a sudden, Feng Jin's gentle voice rang out in her ear. Feng Yu seemed to meet a savior in an instant. She immediately turned her head and looked over. Then she saw that Feng Jin was holding a delicate gilded kettle in her hand, and her long legs slowly came towards her.

She answered excitedly, stood up quickly and said, "master Feng."

Feng Jin looked at her gently, handed over the kettle in her hand, and said, "it's hard to drive. I'm thirsty. Drink some water and have a rest. I'm going to continue to drive."

Fengyu looked at the gilded kettle in his hand, as if he was looking at some hot potato. It's not true that she would accept it.

Feng Jin looked at her tangled appearance, only feel very lovely, his lips hook gas, unscrewed the lid of the kettle, again handed in the past.

"Don't worry, this kettle is new. I haven't used it yet."

Fengyu silently relieved, the impression of Feng Jin instant more and more good, this man, is quite gentlemanly.

She laughed, but before she could reach out her hand, a big hand with clear bones suddenly took the lead, stretched out from her side and impolitely took the half empty kettle,

"thank you very much."

A cold, emotionless voice, a low, oppressive voice.

Feng Yu and Feng Jin turn their heads and are stunned to see the handsome man holding the kettle in his right hand. He slightly raises his head, and the water in the kettle flows out. Half of it is drunk by him, and the other half flows into his neck along the corner of his lips.

Beautiful man, this scene is extremely beautiful

Until there is not a drop of water left in the pot, beimingchen gently throws the pot to Feng Jin's arms with a indifferent look. Feng Jin reaches out and catches the pot.

Beimingchen took a deep look at Fengjin, which was like a bottomless abyss, which made Fengjin feel cold.

It's like being watched by a fierce beast in ancient times.

He calmed down and looked at beimingchen like an inquiry. However, the man turned around and sat down under the tree and closed his eyes gently.

Fengyu looks at beimingchen who closes his eyes to nourish his spirit, and then looks at Fengjin who explores with his eyes. He coughs awkwardly, and he has the idea to drag beimingchen out and kill him in his heart.

This man is just here to make trouble.

The corner of her lip starts to smile awkwardly, quietly blocks beimingchen behind her, isolating the Mou light that Feng Jin explores.

"Mr. Feng, I'm really sorry. My elder brother was seriously injured. Now he is very weak. He is thirsty and very sick. He only grabs your kettle. I hope you don't mind."

Feng Jin back to God, eyes to see phoenix feather, has returned to the original mild, he hearty smile, looks incomparable sunshine calm.

"You're welcome, Miss Yu. Since I'm your elder brother and I don't feel well, I won't care about him. Besides, this pot of water was originally for you."

Feng Yu lowered his head and said politely, "no matter what, thank you for your forgiveness."

This man, cultivation is really good, for others, if beimingchen so impolite, I'm afraid to be angry.

Fengyu suddenly some regret to use him, but turn to think of long Zixuan, in the heart of that silk regret will be her very fast pressure down.Her top priority is to find long Zixuan. As for others, let's wait until she finds long Zixuan.

Feng Jin shook her head with a smile and said, "Miss Yu, I don't know how to call your elder brother."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Yu subconsciously turns to see North Ming Chen, but he seems to have not heard it at all, his eyes are still gently closed.

Her throat moved, way, "my elder brother, call Yu Chen."

It's a collusive name.

"Yuchen..." Feng Jin light smile, way, "good name."

Feng Yu's eyes turned slightly. She said quietly, "Mr. Feng, I want to ask you something. Is that ok?"

"You said

Feng Jin picked the next eyebrow, lips angle smile of looking at her.

"That," Feng Yu said in a low voice, feeling guilty. "I've heard people say that Hua Ruo, the saint of Baihua Xuanzong, is a beautiful woman as famous as Luo Xue in Beiling state."

"I've long wanted to see the beauty of Hua Ruo Sheng Nu, but I haven't had the chance to ask Feng Gongzi, Hua Ruo Sheng Nu, is she in Baihua Xuanzong?"

When it comes to the last sentence, Feng Yu's heart is tightly pulled up, and he is almost out of breath.

"I want to see younger martial sister Hua Ruo?"

Feng Jin gently smile out, only feel in front of the girl's expression at the moment very interesting.

Feng Yu immediately nodded and said, "yes, Mr. Feng, is Hua Ruo saint in zongmen?"

"Well..."

Feng Jin nodded and said, "younger martial sister huaruo has been back in the clan for more than ten days, but she seems to have been practicing in seclusion all the time. In addition to Zhang Jiao and elder martial brother Muling, only one young master saved by Zhang Jiao has seen her in the clan."

Feng Yu's heart relaxed instantly, and then a burst of uncontrollable excitement.

Hua Ruo, did she return to Baihua Xuanzong?

Should she say that this woman is really brave? Unexpectedly, he brought long Zixuan back to such a dangerous place.

Does she really believe that the most dangerous place is the safest place?